<?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-8855277000479969822</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:57:55.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throne.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-1145775755179910893</id><published>2010-07-03T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T18:23:55.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its not goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And what if I never kiss your lips again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or feel the touch of your sweet embrace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How would I ever go on &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without you there's no place to belong &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well someday love is gonna lead you back to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But 'til it does I'll have an empty heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I'll just have to believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere out there you thinking of me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHORUS: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until the day I'll let you go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until we say our next hello It's not goodbye &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Til I see you again I'll be right here rememberin' when &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if time is on our side &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There will be no tears to cry On down the road &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is one thing I can't deny It's not goodbye &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'd think I'd be strong enough to make it through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And rise above when the rain falls down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's so hard to be strong &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you've been missin' somebody so long &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's just a matter of time I'm sure &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But time takes time and I can't hold on &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So won't you try as hard as you can &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To put my broken heart together again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHORUS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-1145775755179910893?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/1145775755179910893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-not-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/1145775755179910893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/1145775755179910893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-not-goodbye.html' title='Its not goodbye'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-2274196271044749150</id><published>2010-06-27T13:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T13:37:07.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still cant sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sumtimes we want to be love n most of the time we just break it. i get so confused that i always ask myself where am i going.. its been 2 straight days tt i cant sleep.. its not bcos of some work reason its bcos im missing sumone, Zirah had gone far away from me.. she even told me to fuck off  from her life, i guess i totally tortured her to come back to me. i know its stupid orang dah benci tu blah jelah, but im totally stubborn i keep on lovin and beggin her to come back.. life is short why must i be sad, njoy life kalau ada tu ada kalau tkde then takdelah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I always ask myself whats my mistakes n till now i couldnt find the answer, is it bcos she ade guy lain or bcos of the way i treat her.. cmonlah kite dah setahun lebih, i wann stay longer cos i did lots of memorable stuff with u, and i just cant forget it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;till now i still hope u can comeback to me.. but i know u nyer orang cam aner, once u make ur decision, u wont change it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still smile when i look at ur picture walaupn it hurts, i guess u r way betta without me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every story has a beginning, a middle and an end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just can forget u.. i totally admit tt i still in love with u no metta how bad u treat me after our break up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess u r truly my dream girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will always wait for u.. waiting for ur msges and call..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Love u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep Smiling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss Tt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-2274196271044749150?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/2274196271044749150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2010/06/still-cant-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/2274196271044749150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/2274196271044749150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2010/06/still-cant-sleep.html' title='Still cant sleep'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-7383018784498623759</id><published>2010-06-18T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T22:34:42.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the path im taking</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;This Liriks from 1 of my fav indo band.. its is kol Demi Cinta or For Love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;And the lyrics is totally what im feelin rite now.. Its about my relationship with her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;If  shes reading this plz do read the liriks cos its really suit us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maaf, ku telah menyakitimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ku telah kecewakanmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bahkan ku sia-siakan hidupku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dan ku bawa kau seperti diriku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Walau hati ini terus menangis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Menahan kesakitan ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tapi ku lakukan semua demi cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Akhirnya juga harus kurelakan kehilangan cinta sejatiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Segalanya telah ku berikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Juga semua kekuranganku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jika memang ini yang terbaik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Untuk diriku dan dirinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kan ku terima semua demi cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jujur, aku tak kuasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saat terakhir ku genggam tanganmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Namun yang pasti terjadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kita mungkin tak bersama lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bila nanti esok hari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ku temukan dirimu bahagia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Izinkan aku titipkan rasa cinta kita selamanya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-7383018784498623759?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/7383018784498623759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-path-im-taking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/7383018784498623759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/7383018784498623759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-path-im-taking.html' title='This is the path im taking'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-2338193455044745959</id><published>2010-06-16T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T04:22:03.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This How It end.. But Still I Miss YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember every moment with her.. the time we smile, the time we cry, the time we laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every morning i used to wish for another special day.. every nite i wish for her voice to be the stars leading me to the gateway of  peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But now that shes gone all i had left are traces of happiness, love and care. I never admit defeat in my entire life, but im defeated.. i had lost a great war, a war to protect my relationship.. a war to save a princess so that she can live happily in my arms, but sadly i had lost it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hazirah Johar.. the only girl that make me smile in my years of sufferin in NS.. Ns is hard but she makes it easy, she was always there.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She wants me to move on.. I wish i can dear, I wish i can..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But im afraid i cant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know its my fault, i should have treat u better.. And i failed as a boyfrewn and i failed as your soulmate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But without you life isnt perfect..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe this is the pain i have to suffer, i will endure it.. i try my best to live.. i try my best to smile again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But this smile is nothing compare to the time im with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are all i need. If you are reading this.. i want you to know im Sorry.. I really sorry dear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will always keep u in my heart.. 1 yr and 1 mth is not easy.. we gone through so much together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No 1 can replace you.. No 1..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Z.A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-2338193455044745959?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/2338193455044745959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-how-it-end-but-still-i-miss-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/2338193455044745959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/2338193455044745959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-how-it-end-but-still-i-miss-you.html' title='This How It end.. But Still I Miss YOU'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-1268037549000630274</id><published>2009-09-12T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:33:22.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best GF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zirah dear, thankz for making my life special all this time..&lt;br /&gt;5mthx together, never in this 5mthx i menyesal being with you..&lt;br /&gt;I know kekadang i behave like a jerk..&lt;br /&gt;I sumtimes pissed you of and it affects ur studies..&lt;br /&gt;I realise that you deserve better..&lt;br /&gt;You deserve a prince not me!!&lt;br /&gt;But i deserve a princess like you..&lt;br /&gt;I can never be a prince,&lt;br /&gt;sal that prince must be someone special to be standing beside one of the most beautiful princess in the world..&lt;br /&gt;But i thank GOD plus you cos the opportunity given..&lt;br /&gt;This 5mths you had been great to me..&lt;br /&gt;I had never feel so in love before..&lt;br /&gt;Even my mum say she never see me as crazy about a girl before..&lt;br /&gt;Nikita is nice, But Zirah is the best..&lt;br /&gt;Zirah is like an idol to me..&lt;br /&gt;Shes my everything..&lt;br /&gt;No matter what she did at past..&lt;br /&gt;I still Love her..&lt;br /&gt;No Matter what you guys think or say about her..I still Love her..&lt;br /&gt;No matter if i dun see her like how you guys see ur gf everytime..&lt;br /&gt;I still Love her..&lt;br /&gt;And even if one day we had to be seperated..&lt;br /&gt;Hazirah will always be my best gf in my life till the day i got married..&lt;br /&gt;BCOS I LOVE ZIRAH SO MUCH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-1268037549000630274?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/1268037549000630274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-gf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/1268037549000630274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/1268037549000630274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-gf.html' title='Best GF'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-269411613240904444</id><published>2009-08-15T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:32:05.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Love Vs Anger.. Love Wins~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;For once in my life i can say that i had lost in a battle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know i always get angry, and will start to pissed off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I tend to release my anger to the people nearer to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the innocent ones is HER..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NUR HAZIRAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My 1 And Only Angel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I pity her most of the time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know she always try her best to be a great girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But somtime things did not go as what we're expexted to turn out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things will suddenly change its path and the ending of the story is different..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We can only plan, but once we start writing different ideas come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So my girlfriend gets angry bcos of this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She wants to be there for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But sometimes she just cant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That same goes to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When i started loving her, i plan to be the best of all of her past love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This love story will be one of the best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not one of them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But is the best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Both of us always have different ideas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zaie is a guy yg cemburu kuat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He try to hide it but Zirah sees everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zirah is a girl yg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun wanna say it bcos its my gf..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You guys reader dont have to know bout her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Know about me!! Its my blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So both us see things differently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im so much positive thinker..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My angel know bout this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the other hand shes the other side of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She never think positive much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But kuat cemburu is already negative Zaie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And every we 'bertengkar' we tend to say hurting words like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Break! I Hate You!! You Are The Worst!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But after that we still love what we had..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love what i had..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Had Her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Walaupun gaduh or what.. I Did have her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I did get a chance to Love Her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Did get a chance to be happy with her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I may say the hardest thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But to continue hating or pissed off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Cant!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bcos my love for her is more than anything breathing in this world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She will be my future..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Love Her Now, Tomorrow, Forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-269411613240904444?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/269411613240904444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-vs-anger-love-wins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/269411613240904444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/269411613240904444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-vs-anger-love-wins.html' title='~Love Vs Anger.. Love Wins~'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-351412821080660554</id><published>2009-08-09T01:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:13:45.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~I Never Thought I Need You More Than Ever~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No! was not my answer when people ask me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Do you love her?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I answer with confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Yes,I Love Her"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She is my heart, My Soul and my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will do anything for her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even things that i never did before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to know what my girlfriend loves and like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I always thought that i knew her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But theres something hiding inside her heart waiting to come out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The only thing i have to do is find the key..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I may have her love and misses..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But i still did not have the precious treasure that is hidden deep within her heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Making her smile is dreams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Making her cry or mad is a sin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But i never hide from mistakes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somtimes i did thing without thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just hoping that she'll be 0k with it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But No!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shes not ok with it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never feel so in love before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But i feel it when i step into her castle gate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When i see dead leaves and roses, when i see the princess is being curse to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Am i the hero?? Or just the gardener of the castle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Should i kiss her and wake her up??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or just ignore her??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But because my love, i wanna see her eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So i kiss her.. and she wake up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything was beautiful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But things did get nasty..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And tts when she forbid me to enter her castle ground..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life was hard outside the castle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna be inside..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But if this is a punshment by the highness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will follow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will wait till the day she send her guards to find me in a forest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To call me back to the castle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And wish that i belong there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-351412821080660554?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/351412821080660554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-never-thought-i-need-you-more-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/351412821080660554'/><link rel='self' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-6408552992084869131?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/6408552992084869131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/6408552992084869131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/6408552992084869131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-4425641037877134830</id><published>2009-07-02T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:01:20.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~5 Days MC~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tis is a damn Shocking matter.. bcos im not looking forward to a 5 days stay at home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ya everyone wanna stay at home, but no one in earth thought tt by having a running nose and headache polyclinic will give you a 5days mc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What will i get if i say i got H1N1?? i should be at home forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to polyclinic on thursday cos i felt sick on wed nite.. and it continued killing me the next day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I told mum im goin to report sick, but both mum n dad did not agree.. i spent 15 min explaning to them how tired i am watching the highway every single day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At last they say ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So i went to polyclinic accompanied by both mum n dad.. how manja i was..'they just want things to go well for me cos i always mess things up'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went i reach the door to the 'the hell'.. i was given a mask..bcos i got flu and its 1 of symtoms(the spellin is it rite?)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they sent me to a place where i say a few of my member..i mean the mask gang sittin waiting to be given An MC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I waited for 30 mins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then my number flash out, i knock the door and went it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The doctor was a female, my male hormones is exercising...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she interview me... askin how i got sick and what im doin rite now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then she told me tt she want me to stay at home for 5 days..i was so damn really very very unbelievably shocked!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But i took it.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I show it to my parents, they are shocked too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But i still go out Yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go WHere??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe.... shh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-4425641037877134830?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/4425641037877134830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/07/5-days-mc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/4425641037877134830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/4425641037877134830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/07/5-days-mc.html' title='~5 Days MC~'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-1000165744150873440</id><published>2009-06-21T00:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T01:01:19.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~I Have To Passed This Just For YOU!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Firstly, i would like to thank you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For all your support that you had given me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im lucky to have someone so beautiful like u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To be my Girlfriend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You never ask for anything, you just want me to be the best for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And sometimes im so weak that i cant do it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But now i have to prove something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That i can passed my TP for my love one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun wanna be a mistake for us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna be a fate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun wanna pull you down anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Syg, I pass My TP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And if i did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U are the 1st girl i wanna see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love u Zirah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thax For Everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wont let u down!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-1000165744150873440?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/1000165744150873440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/1000165744150873440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/1000165744150873440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='~I Have To Passed This Just For YOU!~'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-3375058765871103942</id><published>2009-06-21T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T00:38:29.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~BBQ At Pasir Ris Park~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;At last i get the chance to blog.. seriously i miss bloggin!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok tts it, actually i miss my laptop..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had fun yesterday... i had bbq pit with the Jose Ruiz.. for your info, Jose Ruiz is my club name...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its not really the best team but we have players tt can really play well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So yesterday was the bbq session.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;The pit start at 2pm but i came at 3.30.. i got to get my haircut and i proceed slowly cos confirm some of them are even later than me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When i reached there my prediction was rite, i was one of the earliest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The food were amazing...we had hotdogs, stingray, dengdeng, satay,sweet corn, fishballs and marshmellows..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And Dun Forget CHICKEN WINGS....SLurp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We bbq and bbq... i had lots of fun.. we talk cock..laugh at the stupiest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Talk about Ns.. bcos im the only army down there others are policeman..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We pack up at 10pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went straight home cos i was tired like fcuk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then otw home.. my baby kol.. i miss her, after hearing her voice suddenly im back alive.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but we cant tok long bcos of her house rules.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i think i did make her sad yesterday.. i will tok about tis in the next post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anw tts what i did... i had fun lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-3375058765871103942?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/3375058765871103942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/06/bbq-at-pasir-ris-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/3375058765871103942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/3375058765871103942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/06/bbq-at-pasir-ris-park.html' title='~BBQ At Pasir Ris Park~'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-2471799543229381425</id><published>2009-06-13T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T20:47:46.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Keep Saying Bad Things, I'll Give You Bad Dream~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had been livin stressfully tis few days.. cant concentrate on my life at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everythings been jumping up and down, totally exhausted with sumone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I did not have a great week with dear.. We argued alot this few days, i dun know why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is it bcos i cant represent myself at all to her? or is it i ask alot of stupid things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e.g: meetin her tis weekend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But i nvr know tt she could be totally stress up with me.. I never wanna stress her, but why she always claim that i did?? whats the point??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had try my best to be there for her... But sumtimes things happen i myself did not know why... i always thought by sitting down and talk like gf and bf, things would be handy.. but i dun know why its hard for her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never ask more than her love.. is it too hard?? She always says tt sum1 else outthere is betta than her!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But i love u, till i drop dead infront of your eyes i will still hold on to ur hand.. Bcos i only adore u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There may be millions outthere, but u r the only one i like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate it when she says that.. i just feel why must she be so humble where else she knw tt i cant take my eyes of her... Relationship is not easy, its not like taking a candy from a baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But if others outthere can do it, we can do it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They are human, we are too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another prob appear... That sickening girl..(Sheeka).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i thought she wont disturb me anymore.. but zirah dear prediction was rite.. she still fucking stubborn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She said bad things about my girl which i did not accept...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And as i was so mad yesterday.. i slap her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A tight one!! She cry in pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was not a game or joke.. it was true.. i slap her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know what sheeka.. i always respect u.. if i remember our past.. i always remember the sweet ones..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You were one of the best.. u always make me happy.. but u choose to end our r/s...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I did nt choose tt.. you always buang me, then kutip me balik.. im not a part time guy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you rasa zirah take me from u, like how u claim rohani did.. then u r wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I choose zirah... u want to hate us, go ahead!! but dun blame my gf... she tk knal u!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blame me!! i will take responsibilty... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And anythin happen to zirah, and if it is bcos of u!! I promise myself , i will give u bad dreams till the day u lost ur everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U wanna play game, i join u.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You betta get lost!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-2471799543229381425?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/2471799543229381425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/06/keep-saying-bad-things-ill-give-you-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/2471799543229381425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/2471799543229381425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/06/keep-saying-bad-things-ill-give-you-bad.html' title='~Keep Saying Bad Things, I&apos;ll Give You Bad Dream~'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-2699447851252380091</id><published>2009-06-06T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:17:13.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Complicated~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xi-Bt_hlgv4/SitV3H7Lv5I/AAAAAAAAAeY/L52LEWtWHUc/s1600-h/lovek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344459788313673618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xi-Bt_hlgv4/SitV3H7Lv5I/AAAAAAAAAeY/L52LEWtWHUc/s320/lovek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Make Me Realise That Love Needs Sacrifices..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And She Did That&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of you guys know tt my gf is my everything... No matter how mad i am, i wont let my gf feel the pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But yesterday was a diff. story.. i hurt her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna ask her out, bcos i miss her.. its been 2 wks since i last held her in my arms.. So this fuckin guy is missing his princess... So i ask her out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And she got scolded from her mama bcos of Me!! BCOS OF ZAIE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im really sorry... I ask her out bcos i rarely see her.. Im in Ns, my life is only On Sat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mon-Fri.. I have to serve my country..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually i dun mind servin my country, if im in Bukit Panjang Camp.. my book out day is on friday afternoon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can meet My Zirah afer that.. but now in this fucking camp.. i bookout on Sat.. And my gf can kuar on tt day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im goin to finish my course by the end of the month i hope.. I dun want bcos of this course i cant meet my Baby..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wish me all the best...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love u Zirah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-2699447851252380091?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/2699447851252380091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/06/complicated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/2699447851252380091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/2699447851252380091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/06/complicated.html' title='~Complicated~'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xi-Bt_hlgv4/SitV3H7Lv5I/AAAAAAAAAeY/L52LEWtWHUc/s72-c/lovek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-8303782335683681218</id><published>2009-05-31T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T03:44:12.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Only You~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xi-Bt_hlgv4/SiJfLMjZNxI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/WatWiopuAts/s1600-h/Zaiezirah22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341936753967707922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xi-Bt_hlgv4/SiJfLMjZNxI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/WatWiopuAts/s320/Zaiezirah22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-8303782335683681218?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/8303782335683681218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/05/only-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/8303782335683681218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/8303782335683681218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/05/only-you.html' title='~Only You~'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xi-Bt_hlgv4/SiJfLMjZNxI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/WatWiopuAts/s72-c/Zaiezirah22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-4067746825166908875</id><published>2009-05-31T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T03:36:03.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Friends, i will help~</title><content type='html'>This is life.. No matter how happy we are it wont be long.. Sooner or later heavy rain will come down pouring!! I understand how she feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i continue i will like to gif a kiss to my one and only princess in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;Hazirah... Baby i mis u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lets start... Harnee is my ex gf..she used to be the regular name in my blog.. But both of us are now frewns..&lt;br /&gt;Im not a guy yg will run away from my ex.. if they want my help.. i'll help but first my princess must give me the permission first..&lt;br /&gt;I told my princess about harnee prob.. And shes so sweet, she give me tips so tt i can help my frewn.. tts why i love her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember harnee, i do my best to help u...&lt;br /&gt;Tke cre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zirah, Zaie loves you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby when nk g couple lap?? I want to buy couple ring for both of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIZ U!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-4067746825166908875?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/4067746825166908875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends-i-will-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/4067746825166908875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/4067746825166908875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends-i-will-help.html' title='~Friends, i will help~'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-8296333548713346127</id><published>2009-05-24T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T01:48:25.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~This Is For My Baby~</title><content type='html'>Well my dear.. i created something just now for you... Well its not that good but..&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I try to be a person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That i never thought i'll be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When the sunlight from your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just keep shining right through me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I never feel this special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And i never wanna lie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;All this time we spent together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Those were my dreams i had inside..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But if we have to be apart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just let me stay here in your heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause im lost and i only need you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And if you have to go away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Will i survive the next day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause i cant fight this life without you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Where would i be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If shes not here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;How will i sing this song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;for her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont wanna lose this girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont wanna lose my world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby dah dgr kn td?? hehe i love u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-8296333548713346127?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/8296333548713346127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-for-my-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/8296333548713346127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/8296333548713346127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-for-my-baby.html' title='~This Is For My Baby~'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-4415380317088630901</id><published>2009-05-23T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:10:16.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Forgive Me~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xi-Bt_hlgv4/Shiq-IKAxWI/AAAAAAAAAeA/zET3Q_OavjA/s1600-h/zirah6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339205342565811554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xi-Bt_hlgv4/Shiq-IKAxWI/AAAAAAAAAeA/zET3Q_OavjA/s320/zirah6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im Sorry tt i hurt you!! Im sorry tt i shout at you!! Im sorry tt i have doubts about you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im just a jerk.. i wish tt you would forgive me.. cos i cant imagine being away from you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are my girl... I promise i'll b betta for US!! I need you now, you are different from My ex..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were there for me when im sad, when im strugglin in camp... You were there to take my hand and dance.... You were there when i need someone to cry on!! You were always there for me... Sorry if i say the harshest thing... But dun punish me like this!! I cant imagine being far from my throne... My kingdom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll b a betta Zaie... I mis you too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thx for the honour, for sayin im the best kisser...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the hottest babe tt i had ever sit with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're so cute when you smile... And i like your manja attitude..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe... You get jealous when i puji any pompan.. eventhough tt woman is just a picture in a magazine.. but im happy, i know you dun want me to go away from you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me too... I dun want to be far from you Zirah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plz... forgive me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-4415380317088630901?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/4415380317088630901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/05/forgive-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/4415380317088630901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/4415380317088630901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/05/forgive-me.html' title='~Forgive Me~'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xi-Bt_hlgv4/Shiq-IKAxWI/AAAAAAAAAeA/zET3Q_OavjA/s72-c/zirah6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-6324036947309584654</id><published>2009-05-23T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:02:18.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~3 Tonner~</title><content type='html'>Fuh... i had started to drive 3 tonner already... for you guys who dun know what is it!! it is actually the Army lory tt some of you guys see around bdok, tamp and pasir ris..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya i drove tt thing!! can you imagine... but its a great experience.. Drivin tt big vehicle in the middle of a bz road!! i must be crazy... My final test is on 5 June!! Kasumi Dear, i need your support in this hehe... Hope tt i pass this test, and be free from Sembawang Camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos i can die, die of missing you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-6324036947309584654?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/6324036947309584654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-tonner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/6324036947309584654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/6324036947309584654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-tonner.html' title='~3 Tonner~'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-3937860661088083335</id><published>2009-05-16T23:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:42:27.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~She Owns The Throne~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xi-Bt_hlgv4/Sg-xjjqYl6I/AAAAAAAAAd4/PRAOSbN2lM8/s1600-h/Zaiezirah1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336679307883878306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xi-Bt_hlgv4/Sg-xjjqYl6I/AAAAAAAAAd4/PRAOSbN2lM8/s320/Zaiezirah1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was lost but i found my way out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life in sembawang camp is so stressful, i miss my camp in Bukit Panjang...&lt;br /&gt;Ya i know sembawang camp is damn near to Kasumi's house.. But my book out day is on Sat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shes always busy on tt day.. but wat to say.. its just her life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But im happy being with her, shes so independent.. being the oldest and the fairest of them all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im glad that she accept my hand and lead her to the dance singing 'Insomnia'...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im tired of my driving course i get fcuked almost everyday...!! Mum and Kasumi always remind me to be strong.. I tried, but everytime im strong, the curses becomes stronger and soon caught me unprepared... It almost push me down the road.. Thats why Kasumi's voice warms me all nite... It make me sleep soundly in peace.. Just imagining her besides me whispering to my ears, my eyes felt weaker and weaker... She'll be loved...Stay beautiful ur highness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope to be out of Sembawang Camp by early July...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna celebrate my birthday with Kasumi's... candlelight dinner by the park...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tellin her how greatful i am to b with her... If i just keep my mouth shut..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She will also know how much i mean to her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im Proud of you Ur highness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Can have the Throne...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-3937860661088083335?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/3937860661088083335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/05/she-owns-throne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/3937860661088083335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/3937860661088083335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/05/she-owns-throne.html' title='~She Owns The Throne~'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xi-Bt_hlgv4/Sg-xjjqYl6I/AAAAAAAAAd4/PRAOSbN2lM8/s72-c/Zaiezirah1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855277000479969822.post-9106348768171227968</id><published>2009-05-16T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T22:57:14.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love.</title><content type='html'>Kasumi, I love you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855277000479969822-9106348768171227968?l=zaie-adequate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/feeds/9106348768171227968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/05/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/9106348768171227968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855277000479969822/posts/default/9106348768171227968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaie-adequate.blogspot.com/2009/05/love.html' title='Love.'/><author><name>Surfers Hidden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14618645629956498860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
