<?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-251585783857730627</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:50:26.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-3781064867425752367</id><published>2007-08-05T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T03:53:31.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOGGIES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt; MMMOOOVVVEEEDDD :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sweet-cherry-apple.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.sweet-cherry-apple.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-3781064867425752367?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3781064867425752367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=3781064867425752367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/3781064867425752367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/3781064867425752367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/08/bloggies.html' title='BLOGGIES!'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-5005577916521314894</id><published>2007-07-24T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T05:08:15.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>asyura</title><content type='html'>Ya, no mood! Totally no mood, im in anger. Tottaly in anger. My harry potter ahh! He got snatch by this stupid,retarded and ugly girl. Stupid! I knew harry potter first and that harry potter go and accept her. WAAAHHHH!!! So bad of him, stupid stupid stupid! I should have stop him. Arrrgghhh! See lah always got problems coming and that problem is always making me angry. I been through it already and now it's twice! Will someone just help! My harr potter is mine you see this? &lt;b&gt; MINE! &lt;/b&gt; i own him and no other girl can snatch okay?? Walau, today I have so many problems. Firstly my favourite teacher has left the school just now and I'll miss her. One more thing I have problem with those kinda friendship thingy lastly this problem that im talking about now. Okay lah finish story no mood want to talk anymore. Get lsot lahh stupid harry potter and that stupid,retarded and ugly girl. Arrrgghh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-5005577916521314894?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5005577916521314894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=5005577916521314894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/5005577916521314894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/5005577916521314894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/asyura.html' title='asyura'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-4615039341825632581</id><published>2007-07-23T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T01:06:28.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>barnye i love him!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello! Seems like I already change my template. Yeah! I did it all by myself hard work put inside. Please don't rip the codes, have some originality. I spent all day and night just to do this although it's not fully done. The picture is not created yet because I don't have Adobe. So by the time being, I'll use no picture. I'm chatting with my dear dear &lt;font size="4"&gt;KHELIN &lt;/font&gt;Yupp, she my very dear dear good friend. I know my songs suxs now if you can't hear a single thing be sure to one you speakers right now. Hear it? Suxs right! I don't know how I know that song. I guess I heard it from my brother. He bought a psp already and I get to play too. It's blue in color. I like it as much as i like Harry Potter. You don't know Harry Potter? I don't mean that Harry Potter in those movies. I call the guy Harry Potter cause he does look like Harry Potter. He's a clone of Harry Potter. Hahahahahaha. If you know who good for you but don't spread or I will kill you like hwo CHUCKY killed the little girl. Im happy today too because no problems ahead and my teacher didn't came to school so I guess just now I had &lt;font size="3"&gt;STRESS FREE! &lt;/font&gt;No stress aheading which are created by the teachers. I just hate those school rules and I hate to obey them cause it really does suxs yeah! I hope no teacher is seeing this now. Ya, hahaha hope lahh. I love HARRY POTTER'S CLONE. I miss him lahh, can't tell you who is that stupid clone. I sometimes call him barney. =) cause i used to like barney. So he'll be my replacement for barney &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-4615039341825632581?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4615039341825632581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=4615039341825632581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/4615039341825632581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/4615039341825632581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/barnye-i-love-him.html' title='barnye i love him!'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-1903564215319652986</id><published>2007-07-21T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T08:08:51.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP</title><content type='html'>Hello :D I'm glad today that I feel extra happy and good! Yeah cause I went to the NDP show. Oh my the fireworks are so pretty. I enjoyed myself there very much and we were all given a goodie bag. Oh my, lots of creative things were there and delicious snacks. The fireworks are too pretty that I have to repeat it lots of time. The fireworks are so pretty. The fireworks are so pretty. The fireworks are so pretty. Okay enough lahh, I'm meeting Ice Angel on Monday =) . She going to pass me something. Have you all heard this artist called Nurul Aini? Well, she's a malay and damn pretty too. She's very tall, taller than my father. Believe it or not, yupp might be shocking to some of you who just heard this news.  Nothing much else to sayy and I'm tired. I'm awaken at this time now 11.08pm because I'm just telling for fun =) I guess Im sleeply cause I usually sleep early so bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-1903564215319652986?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1903564215319652986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=1903564215319652986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/1903564215319652986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/1903564215319652986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/ndp.html' title='NDP'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-6074991481326057735</id><published>2007-07-19T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T08:19:00.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't compare me -.-!</title><content type='html'>Hello :D seems like my post are getting shorter and shorter each day. So poor thing. Yeah im bored that's all I can say. By the way Im creating a compettion which is called the  " Best Blogger Award " Don't know anything yet about the plans. Yeah so do stay tune and Im bored. Im going NDP very soon. Too bad no camera cause it's spoiled. =X so no pictures will be post yeah sad thing. Got to go yeah? Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-6074991481326057735?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6074991481326057735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=6074991481326057735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/6074991481326057735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/6074991481326057735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/dont-compare-me.html' title='don&apos;t compare me -.-!'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-2787915236262787235</id><published>2007-07-18T22:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T22:56:21.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back again!</title><content type='html'>Hello :D . Hahaha, I'm so cheerfull today because FINALLY I've get to post at my blog today because I am &lt;b&gt;free&lt;/b&gt;! Not like at that time, busy studying and doing homework. Yeah, luckilly today I don't have homework at all. I guess tomorrow I won't have the time to post because my school will be celebrating Racial Harmony. Then I've got to go to my BROWNIES and I'll be back by five. Then I'll have to go to tution and I'll be back by 8.00pm. By the time I reach home, I'll be very tired. A while more I have to go for my CCA, you know atheletes right? I don't know if the word athelete is spell correctly. =X Yeah, so today I'm going to spend my time blogging everyday. Isn't it great? You'll be stuck with me all day. Hahahaha kidding. Right now I don't know what to post about. Oh yeah, I'll be meeting Ice Angel this Monday. =D I orderd something from her. Yeah so far these days everything seems to be perfectly fine. No changes and no problems ahead. I guess so I'll just have to change my skin. Hahahaha okay bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-2787915236262787235?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2787915236262787235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=2787915236262787235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/2787915236262787235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/2787915236262787235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-again.html' title='back again!'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-554228473820334733</id><published>2007-07-14T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T02:47:33.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nationals finnaly over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RpibmxdN9vI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JYkFDJHJ_0c/s1600-h/bff4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086986869528196850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RpibmxdN9vI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JYkFDJHJ_0c/s320/bff4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RpibVhdN9uI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MV73bFCS9HI/s1600-h/bff3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086986573175453410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RpibVhdN9uI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MV73bFCS9HI/s320/bff3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RpibFhdN9tI/AAAAAAAAAF4/DMuB9saRRhE/s1600-h/bff.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086986298297546450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RpibFhdN9tI/AAAAAAAAAF4/DMuB9saRRhE/s320/bff.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RpiaxRdN9sI/AAAAAAAAAFw/4rVFFk8uAGc/s1600-h/bff1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086985950405195458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RpiaxRdN9sI/AAAAAAAAAFw/4rVFFk8uAGc/s320/bff1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nationals is finally over. Belestier Hill was the grand winner of the whole compettion. They were cheating actually because they brought in this forener in their team and she was damn fast. She was a P6 but she challenge Fatin last year. But last year she's P5 and Fatin was only P4 so that's condsidered as cheating. Pictures are finally out. Yeah I don't want to type any longer cause my hands are making me tired. Seriously so let the pictures do the talking.&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/251585783857730627-554228473820334733?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/554228473820334733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=554228473820334733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/554228473820334733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/554228473820334733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/nationals-finnaly-over.html' title='Nationals finnaly over.'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RpibmxdN9vI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JYkFDJHJ_0c/s72-c/bff4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-1033549389614771312</id><published>2007-07-14T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T02:35:29.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prefect</title><content type='html'>Hello all! I seem happy today, so far no problems aheading me. WOHHOOO! That heartbroken feeling was all vanished, heheheh I controled myself. It was kinda hard. Just now I had school, it was actually an open house for the pupils who will be coming to join my school next year. For P1 only. Gosh! It was fun. Since I was a prefect I had to come and help. My duty was to be done with Fatin. We had to stand in this area which was near to the staff room and the water cooler. We had to greet the parents of those P1 pupils and showed the way up to the AVA room. We both had to say " Good morning Sir/Mam. Welcome to Park View. This way please " At that time we said this way please we had to point out fingers at the direction. I don't know how to say. =/ Then this parent was the first to came. So we stand still and when she come near us we greet her and I pointed my finger to the direction and I accidently hit Fatin's face. Hahahaha, we both giggle then when she went up we laughed non-stop. Then more parents came. They was two parents who made me laugh and one who made me angry. There was this parent he is a guy and he was walking with his wife and they were malays. We greet them then the guy came to ask and bow and said " Arigatotahimasta! " He laughed we just giggleg. Same for as the another parent. One more was this woman or was it a man?? He carried this pram. The wife was very inconciderate. She wanted to throw her tissue in the dust bin. Then she just throw anyhow. Arrgghh. Then the husband and wife came nearer. We greeted them and smile. Then the guy ask " Got lift or not horr? "  We say no. Then he said " Aiyah must climb again! ". Then it was break time. Mr Lim (disipline master) asked ask to rest at the library and we are allowed to play the computers! Before we played the computer, Sofea had a great idea. She said she wanted to tell a ghost story. So we off all the lights and it was tottaly dark. So she told the story and it was kinda spooky. Then it was the scary part and Sofea was like saying the ghost kinda voice then suddenly, Natasha's phone vibrated. Everybody thought it was a ghost we all shouted even the boys and we run. Then Natasha said "It's only my handphone. " Everyone was like Haiya! Then we continued the scary part then came. Mr Adnan opened the door we were thinking it was a ghost we all shouted and ran all around the libray. Then Mr Adnan on the lights. Then he told us not to play in the library. Hahahaha I had a great time. Then I played Habbo at the library. There I met Shannon and Vannesa. They are now known as my bestfriends cause they are damn funny. Then it was time to go home. I really had a fun time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-1033549389614771312?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1033549389614771312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=1033549389614771312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/1033549389614771312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/1033549389614771312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/07/prefect.html' title='prefect'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-5645618856778333816</id><published>2007-06-30T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T08:07:31.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have to admit that my blog SUXS!&lt;/span&gt; I'm going to change after the nationals. I'm gonna move to a new url. Before that I have to entertain you people for the last time at this blog. The Nationals Track and Field event is finally begun. Students had been training hard for this compettion to achieve in their event. But this guy, instead of running. He learns how to drive with cartoons.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081873386769242386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RoZw65vkWRI/AAAAAAAAAFE/8l31QBdtHf4/s320/d.bmp" border="0" /&gt; Faiz loves barney?? I didn't know that. Then it was the P6 girls to report to their 4X400m stations. They weren't in a hurry at all. They stayed calm not like me. I'll be like rushing putting on my spikes, do my hair, warm up and ltos more. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081873919345187106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RoZxZ5vkWSI/AAAAAAAAAFM/BiJXcjMkHj4/s320/Picture+36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad the picture is small because my handphone cable seems to have problem. Well, I guess this will be the last post I'll make. See ya till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-5645618856778333816?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5645618856778333816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=5645618856778333816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/5645618856778333816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/5645618856778333816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-hate-it.html' title='i hate it'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RoZw65vkWRI/AAAAAAAAAFE/8l31QBdtHf4/s72-c/d.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-7613488184295758716</id><published>2007-06-18T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T08:19:50.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So sian!</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! I bought a new handphone and it's called SAMSUNG Z-240. Lots of people ask me ' Your birthday present correct? '. No lah, I save my money just to buy this phone. I have lots of good reasons. Well these are the reasons, last time my SAMSUNG phone screen so small, no 3G , no Internet (google) , no mp3 , camera very low megapixels and the phone record vedio only 30 seconds. Now that are my reason. What day was yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, I did not bought anything for my dad. I have no more money, all I left is $2. What can I buy for $2? I wanted to bought for him 1 can of Whatever and 1 can of Anything but I guess he can buy it anytime. I had been deciding of what to buy for my dad but I can't. I was really attracted with Ice Angel's present for her dad. Rebbeca recomanded me to buy my dad t-shirt. So far, all of them are expensive. Eh, maybe I can do for him card. Oh yah! Why didn't I think of that. Actually is very easy to pick presents for Mother's day. I bought my mum a photoframe and a Carnation flower. Spent $5 on all those Mother's day present. At that time I was saving an amount of $88. Speaking of presents, you need to go shopping right? I did, I went with Rebbeca and my family.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------SHOPPING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was at Orchard road with my family till then I suddenly saw Rebbeca there. So we chatted and she followed us back home to Pasir Ris. Then back to her house and me, back to my house of course. AT the shopping centre, I was really attracted to this bag. It was superduper nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077419763780297858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnaeX7OsJII/AAAAAAAAAE8/gpfGg2MNCMM/s320/SANY0128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it nice? I checked the price, it was $129. Who will ever waste their money on that bag. I rather buy a new handphone than buying this bag even though this bag really attracts my attention. I guess it's getting late now. I better get going it's like already 11.04pm and my brother is asking me to stop because he wants to play. So toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-7613488184295758716?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7613488184295758716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=7613488184295758716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/7613488184295758716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/7613488184295758716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-sian.html' title='So sian!'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnaeX7OsJII/AAAAAAAAAE8/gpfGg2MNCMM/s72-c/SANY0128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-1606451497103913585</id><published>2007-06-16T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T04:52:37.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baby cute!</title><content type='html'>Pictures are out thank to Rebbeca and my camera cable! Yippie. *CLAPS* Here's the award for you to collect Rebbeca.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076618108134499378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnPFRbOsJDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wCePyCruLug/s320/bimpteet.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Sorry of the low quality, I used paint to use to because my photoshop finish already. I would also like to thank my uncle for riding me to the park with my sister, my cousin and his childrens. Not forgetting the website &lt;a href="http://www.ripplesflipflops.com/"&gt;http://www.ripplesflipflops.com/&lt;/a&gt; for the pretty butterflies and flowers. Talking about awards, here is an award from my cousin.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076619516883772482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnPGjbOsJEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/eo_Dr4L_LC8/s320/SANY0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt; To climb a mokey bar. I'm not sure if it's a monkey bar. My cousin took this picture, so bad! Then after climbing the monkey bar, my hands were really red. Few minutes later the ice cream man or lets say ice cream old man rang the bell. *Ring! Ring!* So me and my two cousins ran towards the van. We order some ice cream and stroll back to our resting area. I was enjoying the windy Mr Wind when my eyes turn big to this. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076620801078994002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnPHuLOsJFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/fs7vXWzdwuo/s320/nop.bmp" border="0" /&gt;She's scratching her *ahem ahem ahem*. Seriously, if you dont believe click on the picture and see for larger size. Erm, I think cannot my blog cannot zoom lah. So you think lah how to zoom. The girl was standing there. Actually she was running, then she stopped to scratch. If I were being caught doing that by my friends, relatives or outsiders I'll be so so so embarrass. Then I decided to ignore of that disgusting reaction she made. I continued playing, I did not took lots of photos because I did not have time to take shots. I was busy playing. Sorry! I didn't mean it at all. After about 1 hour later or maybe 50 minutes, it was time to be to went back home. My uncle drove me home. In the car I realised so many cute things such as these two. They are the cutest of them all. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076622879843165282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnPJnLOsJGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yyhc-PWOYCY/s320/SANY0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I asked for a spare one, but too bad he dosen't have it anymore. You know these toys right? They are actually sometimes found in a toy machine. Example you put 50 cents, then is either you turn it to your left or to your right, then automaticly a toy will come out inside a circle container. Now let's see the second cutest object.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076628381696271474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnPOnbOsJHI/AAAAAAAAAE0/wfkiQb2DZDM/s320/SANY0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh! I just love this. There is like a hole at the nose where tissues can come out for you to use. It's so fantastic. Well I'm going to conitnue the post later after watching Mean Girls. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-1606451497103913585?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1606451497103913585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=1606451497103913585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/1606451497103913585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/1606451497103913585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/baby-cute.html' title='baby cute!'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnPFRbOsJDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wCePyCruLug/s72-c/bimpteet.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-1017713764806987120</id><published>2007-06-14T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T20:58:22.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Longest post ever!</title><content type='html'>Hello! So sorry for not posting for so long. First reason was my computer was spoiled, and my mum had to call up for help. Secondly was I went for a holiday trip with my family ( internet connection must pay lehss! ). That's the reason. Before I am going to say this sentence, can you all sit back and relax? Already?! Good! Today's post will be the longest. So I need some help for you to coperate by just sit back and relax. First post is when we were on holiday ( at KL ).&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ The three muscular boys. The shortest is my cousin, medium height is my cousin too and the tallest *aheemm...* what can I say? My brother! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075896656707986354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnE1HbOsI7I/AAAAAAAAADU/YqCwIfXX60k/s320/SANY0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075897949493142466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnE2SrOsI8I/AAAAAAAAADc/giicxcxQMIs/s320/SANY0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075898881501045714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnE3I7OsI9I/AAAAAAAAADk/PAi9kLNHyuA/s320/SANY0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; ~ Whoa! So many pair of shoes lehs! Lets count! 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh got 2 more pairs that makes 11! ( socks not accounted )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075899667480060898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnE32rOsI-I/AAAAAAAAADs/CiEOAaicMkw/s320/SANY0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; ~ Going back to Singapore. ( Waiting for mum to finish eating her breakfast ) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075904336109511666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnE8GbOsI_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/8otppkckbbg/s320/SANY0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; ~Waiting for our KONSORTIUM EXPRESS BUS to go back to Singapore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076123564125201410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnIDfLOsJAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Y5WMENZ2o3A/s320/SANY0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt; ~ That's our bus! In fron't of our seat got tv. Can play music and game! It's also a snoozer seat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076124393053889554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnIEPbOsJBI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1IooojCe1cY/s320/SANY0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~ I suddenly realise there was a man trying to pick up water bottles for recycling. I feel sad for his job and his motorbike. =(&lt;br /&gt;---------------END OF PART 1---------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After we reach Singapore, it was about 11.oopm. I just tuck in to bed with my blankie and my pillow. The next day, my mum woke me up early at about 8.00 in the morning. I had no idea why she woke me up in the morning utill she told me why. " Wake up! We going to watch Dora the Explora show at Orchard Road Shopping Centre. " my mum said. I was like so shocked! Why would she ask me to go Dora show with her? Then I ask her that question. She said my little sister is following and she wants me to go too. I just went although I'm suppose to wake up late after reaching Singapore yesterday about 11.00pm. That was like 9 hours of sleeping. I took some photos over there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076126901314790434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnIGhbOsJCI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qJg1oVtJd2A/s320/SANY0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;~ This was my favourite picture of all. Can you see Boots (monkey) is biting is finger. Dora scratching her head and the girl is like showing an angry face. You got to click on the picture in order to see it clearly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt; TO BE CONTINUED........ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-1017713764806987120?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1017713764806987120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=1017713764806987120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/1017713764806987120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/1017713764806987120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/longest-post-ever.html' title='Longest post ever!'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RnE1HbOsI7I/AAAAAAAAADU/YqCwIfXX60k/s72-c/SANY0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-1568040925278388365</id><published>2007-06-04T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T01:00:25.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a wonderful day, a horrible day!</title><content type='html'>Hiie! Okay just to tell you that from now on I'll gonna have a comment box right under my post.&lt;br /&gt;Yesteday, was my 100m event. I lost! How can that be?!?! I did not cry but it's so unbelievable. The person who won first was from Nanyang Primary School and her name is Maya (malay). I can bet you, that school has fast runners. Imagine that! I had a conversation with Maya after the race.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;Maya: Thank you. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;Me: So, how many times do you train at your school?&lt;br /&gt;Maya: Everyday except for Saturday and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *shocked* You can cope with your studies?&lt;br /&gt;Maya: Yup, i'm doing quite well.&lt;br /&gt;Me: That's good. I think your born to be an athelet.&lt;br /&gt;Maya: Hahaha. No, not really. I was first a long jumper. Then I wanted to run instead. I wasn't that really good. But my coach is very strict. So he expect me to change.&lt;br /&gt;Me: That's great. Oh should I get you an orange juice?&lt;br /&gt;Maya: No thanks. It will bring down my steminar because I'm running again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know the secret! Orange juice brings down your own steminar. No wonder I did not run very fast. I have a reason why I lose. Firstly is that I was the shortest and smallest kid there, everyone who was competing me is much bigger anf taller. Secondly is that to them I'm just like a P2 kid. Lastly, I did not train very hard and that is a must for me to admit. Well, it's just luck as  I said god is the one who decides if your the winner or the loser. Finally, I finished my holiday homework. I'm already out of the box. Meaning, I don't need to think anymore! Yippie. Today I did not went to track and field training. Why? I was sick , lazy , sleepy and had a grumpy stomach. The training was at Meridian Junior Collage. Which is just right in front of my house. So meaning that I can see my coaches and friends from my house. -.- so what anyways?&lt;br /&gt;By the way my hiatus will be from 10 JUNE till 13 JUNE. I'm going for a holiday. My mum says at the hotel room, has a computer inside. So maybe I have time to play because my brother, will also fight with me just because of playing the computer. Like now, his already asking me to stop and let him play. Better get going before he shouts at my ear. 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Finally, I've watched Shrek 3. Not that funny by the way but still fun. Now I'm so sian of typing! So let the pictures do the talking!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071059944553470818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RmAGJuXSW2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jSmT_qlXrGM/s320/Picture+17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;~LOL! Im not good in taking care of my stuffs. X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071060172186737522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RmAGW-XSW3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/2kG9MS84VCM/s320/Picture+18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;~opps! the flower i gave was dead! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071060511489153922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RmAGquXSW4I/AAAAAAAAADE/glBEFJQz7wQ/s320/Picture+19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~the leaking area is not clear! cause i used my handphone camera. X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071060885151308690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RmAHAeXSW5I/AAAAAAAAADM/c8Oi4kDmflg/s320/Picture+20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;~oh oh! I should get a new room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-5181849261019357536?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5181849261019357536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=5181849261019357536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/5181849261019357536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/5181849261019357536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-watch-shrek-3.html' title='I watch Shrek 3!'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RmAGJuXSW2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jSmT_qlXrGM/s72-c/Picture+17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-1508906636713299788</id><published>2007-06-01T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T04:03:19.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day!</title><content type='html'>Hiie! I just came back from track and field ( running cca ) and I'm so tired. Tomoro already compettion lehhss, walau so fast and I don't feel like running anymore. Tired,bored and sick of running. Why? Everytime I run lorr, at home also play catching (naughty me). Running is a everyday life so as maths. Example when a person is late for work, he or she is going to run to catch a bus/taxi.  I'm so happy! Just now training was light because tomoro compettion but too bad my event is on Sunday not Saturday. Why I'm happy? Well, my coach Mr Yong told us to do relay and of course my team is always the first. Can you believe? We beat the P6 girls and P5 boys. Normally, boys are suppose to beat girls but too bad, it's just luck. It is god who decide if your gonna be the winner or the loser &lt;u&gt; and, must also train mahs! &lt;/u&gt; When I went for track and field, guess what I brought? Shrek ears! They are so cute that makes me so comfortable to wear it. But, that Mr Ong (girlfriend of SI SI) laughed at me. He says that I look like a real orge. So rude! But I lied to him it wasn't mine, it was Stephanie's. Hehehehe me and my naughty character again. Oh, =( my handphone keychain was all tangled up. Nobody could fix it, but when I got home I tried fixing it. Then, it work by just using needles! Oh ya, my coach Mr Ong has a blog too. His url is &lt;a href="http://www.nutfrenz.blogspot.com"&gt;www.nutfrenz.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; . His girlfriend name is called Si Si. But it pronouced it as C C. LOL! I don't how to pronouce chinese name lerr. I chated with him and ask him if his girlfriend is Si Si, but he said no. But on his blog got loads of pictures of him ans Si Si. That is so obvious that Si Si is his girlfriend, if you are reading this now Mr Ong. TOO BAD it's time for me to speak it all out. I guess it's time for me to go. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-1508906636713299788?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1508906636713299788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=1508906636713299788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/1508906636713299788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/1508906636713299788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-day.html' title='Happy Day!'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-3854423238503104648</id><published>2007-05-31T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T18:43:49.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorrry for having a long HIATUS</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh! I just realised that my hiatus was so long. Im so sorry people. I really am sorry. Today is the first of JUNE and 4 days ago was my birthday (28th May). I'm so happy that my friends gave me pretty presents. Then last two days, it was the trip to go Kluang at Johor Baharu. When we reached there, there were so many flies and dragonflies. It really makes me scared. The msot yuckist part was when it was lunch time, flies were all around our table. I was almost going to vomit that I can't even eat the rice that was given. Well i'm now still confused if the word colour is spelled as colour or color? Im so confused. That day when school is not closed yet teacher told us to do a composition. So I wrote a story and in the story, it need to use the word colour and i spelled it color. When I receive back my paper it was known to be a wrong spelling of colour. Then when I went to my tution, my teacher told me to write a Journal. I wanted to write the word color but I remember that was the wrong spelling. So i spelled colour. The next day when I receive back my journal, it was a disaster! My tution teacher told me that the word colour should be spelled as color. Im tottaly confused. Well im playing deal or no deal now. It's fun, but too bad I said no deal to the banker and when I opened my case. I was only $400. The banker's deal was $200. Luckily I did'nt press deal. Here's a picture of it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070905304255978322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/Rl95geXSW1I/AAAAAAAAACs/r4JTIck8VZk/s320/400.bmp" border="0" /&gt;The website is called: &lt;a href="http://www.happytree.com"&gt;http://www.happytree.com&lt;/a&gt; . Then you will need to search the sentence Deal or no deal at the search bar. Then you'll find the game. I guess it's the time for me to go. Toodles!&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/251585783857730627-3854423238503104648?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3854423238503104648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=3854423238503104648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/3854423238503104648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/3854423238503104648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/05/sorrry-for-having-long-hiatus.html' title='Sorrry for having a long HIATUS'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/Rl95geXSW1I/AAAAAAAAACs/r4JTIck8VZk/s72-c/400.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-2901249864215224148</id><published>2007-05-14T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T01:25:19.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sad moment</title><content type='html'>Hello. Do you all remember about the Mother's Day outing yesterday? I told you that I might be taking pictures over there right? Well, my mother &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt; LAST MINUTE &lt;/span&gt; change her mind only to bring my grandmother and her sisters. So I was being left out. No fair well I seem to be busy no. So bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-2901249864215224148?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2901249864215224148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=2901249864215224148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/2901249864215224148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/2901249864215224148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/05/sad-moment.html' title='sad moment'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-5932551218423799199</id><published>2007-05-12T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T23:49:03.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The real Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Hello. Today this then the real Mother's Day. Oh yeah! Before I forget Im just going to show you two pictures one at Mac Donals and the other one is the Surfers Paradise t-shirt yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063928136904823762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/Rkavz4hRU9I/AAAAAAAAACc/fs7k3ZDQJZU/s320/SANY0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063929030258021346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/Rkawn4hRU-I/AAAAAAAAACk/OujcJ41xgCU/s320/SANY0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Isnt't the t-shirt nice?? I love it! Well, let's not talk about yesterday. Talking about the real Mother's Day jsut now, later I'll be going out again with my grandmother,mother, aunties and GIRLS! We're going shopping and celebrating Mother's Day.I might be taking the picture of the delicious food that are served later. I can't promise you yet if I might going to post about the Mother's Day Outing. Why? Well, I don't know whether it's going to be a disaster day for me there or a enjoyable day or maybe we might not be going because of the rainy whether. So, I guess that will be the end of my post for now. Toodles then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-5932551218423799199?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5932551218423799199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=5932551218423799199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/5932551218423799199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/5932551218423799199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/05/real-mothers-day.html' title='The real Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/Rkavz4hRU9I/AAAAAAAAACc/fs7k3ZDQJZU/s72-c/SANY0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-5263596758467572224</id><published>2007-05-12T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T06:50:41.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus is finally over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; HIATUS IS FINALLY OVER &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yay! Finally hiatus is over and Mr and Mrs Examination are off to their holiday trip! Meaning, pupils(include me) can have a great time having exam break. Well I've already gotten the marks for two subjects. The marks are so disapointing me. Is it because I'm into music too much? Or is it I'm so into blogger? I have no idea now in my brain. I am so upset even though exam break is finally happening and what I've been waiting for. I am just too upset that I won't ever tell my mother my marks! I keep it as a secret. I know you might be thinking just to tell my marks to my mother and get scolding then peace will come. Well! Not for me. My mother is the type which keeps on nagging all day long. Even a year I can tell you. I'm telling the truth you know! Last year, I did not score that well which my mother did not expect that marks to come from me ( bad marks ) and she kept nagging all day long. Even this year she kept nagging about two years ago examination marks. Im so fed-up. I feel like shouting to ask her to keep quiet, but I can't be rude to my mother who gave birth to me. If she weren't in this world than, I won't be typing in my blog now. By the way, why am I talking about my mum? Oh well, I must have forgotten what I've wanted to post. Let me think yeah....... Oh yeah! I went to White Sands just now and new shops were out. The most best part was SALE! My mother bought lots and lots of her favourite stuffs. Such as shoes,food and t-shirts for me. Don't forget about me! I bought a Surefers Paradise t-shirt. Since the shop was having sale I decided to beg my mum to buy a t-shirt for me which only cost $5 each. As I was about to take this green and white t-shirt she already start nagging saying " Ayah! This is too big and ugly. Dosen't suit you at all. " But it was suppose to be my choice to choose my own t-shirt but I still listen to her. Then she came into this nice long sleeve,plain and yellow t-shirt ( Surfers Paradise brand ). She told me to buy it. I was like going to puke. Guess what I replied to her?!? " Eh, you know right in Singapore so hot still want to use long sleeve ? I tell you I can melt already! " Awwwww, I guess that is the time where I acted rude to her. But so sorry yeah mum if your reading this. Well I guess now is the time to go. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-5263596758467572224?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5263596758467572224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=5263596758467572224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/5263596758467572224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/5263596758467572224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/05/hiatus-is-finally-over.html' title='Hiatus is finally over!'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-8613452699244878257</id><published>2007-05-06T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T05:24:47.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bratz then chat!</title><content type='html'>I chatted with Tesya yesterday about the game called Truth or Dare on Friday. I played it too. I stay back with Tesya, Sabiha and Nisa just to do homework. Then we finished early so we decided to play Truth or Dare. Then, the funny part was when it was Nisa's turn. She chose dare. So I told her that the first dare was to shake her butt to the whole school. The second dare was to stare at RASHIDI and say Hi! And she chose the second dare. So funny man. Then it was Nisa's turn again. So the 1st dare was to open her own shoes and smell it and the second dare was to go under the table. Then she chose the second dare, and she was stucked because she was very plum. So funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061421469436826546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="241" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/Rj3IAohRU7I/AAAAAAAAACM/SEOcAImyTkA/s320/tesya+and+me.bmp" width="336" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then I felt so bored just now I played bratz and there was this game which is so fun and the background is pretty. Want to see?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061422384264860610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/Rj3I14hRU8I/AAAAAAAAACU/IeqdwJWFKnw/s320/pixie.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The pixies are so pretty. Well tomorrow is already examination so toodles!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-8613452699244878257?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8613452699244878257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=8613452699244878257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/8613452699244878257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/8613452699244878257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/05/bratz-then-chat.html' title='Bratz then chat!'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/Rj3IAohRU7I/AAAAAAAAACM/SEOcAImyTkA/s72-c/tesya+and+me.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-6782795085293654304</id><published>2007-05-05T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:03:42.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. I am finally finish eating the Mother's Day cake. It is so delicious. Before all the eating ceremony began, I decided to take pictures of the cake in the box and outside the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061337193588544386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/Rj17XIhRU4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/J4Tx38FrOFM/s320/SANY0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061337524301026194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/Rj17qYhRU5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/RfkGv_Om9OQ/s320/SANY0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first pictures shows the picture of the cake inside the box. The second picture shows the picture of the cake outside the box. I had so much fun eating the almonds and those &lt;b&gt;shiny maroon&lt;/b&gt; balls. It's so lovely. After eating the delicious cake, I open the refrigerator to find some drink until I found this!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061338640992523170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/Rj18rYhRU6I/AAAAAAAAACE/epcGt347MGw/s320/SANY0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice that there are two eggs in the front row. The egg on the left hand side is the tallest among the other eggs and the egg on the right hand side is the shortest among the other eggs. Isn't it so funny? I mean not funny, it's like so amazing. Okay then I want to edit my friendster. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-6782795085293654304?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6782795085293654304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=6782795085293654304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/6782795085293654304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/6782795085293654304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/Rj17XIhRU4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/J4Tx38FrOFM/s72-c/SANY0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-4218113003919497623</id><published>2007-05-05T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T23:29:37.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. Sorry for not posting for a few days because I'm busying preparing for my exams so I might be on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HIATUS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Today is tottaly not Mother's day am I right? But my aunties,uncles and cousin came. They brought a cake. Right now I am in the room with my smaller sister. And you might be thinking why am I not enjoying the chit chatting and laughter at the living room right? Well, they are talking about adults stuff like example bills,clothes and many other boring stuffs to me. That is why I am not interested at all. *laughter coming out from their mouth* See? They are laughing so hard that I can hear from my room and Im not kidding you. I seem to be so bored now. You too? I wanted to play UNO with my cousins but too bad they are like four&lt;b&gt;teen&lt;/b&gt; and above. I bold the teen because they are TEENAGERS and will they even want to be interested in UNO game? I don't think so. I think they are more interested in their boyfriends and girlfriends smsing. Isn't that a waste of time and money? I prefer talking on the phone then smsing. Why? Okay firstly is that it will make my fingers sore and the keypad spoil. Secondly is because the bill will be so high! And lastly I need energy to write. LOL. I know all my reasons are full of rubbish but Im tell you it's true! Okay my mum is calling me now because we are cutting the Mother's Day cake. Toodles and I would want to wish a Happy Mother's Day to all bloggers out day! Toodles once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-4218113003919497623?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4218113003919497623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=4218113003919497623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/4218113003919497623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/4218113003919497623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-2285015718073493386</id><published>2007-04-30T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T05:30:37.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So unbelieve</title><content type='html'>Hello. Today is such a shocking day for me. My cousin, he came to my house just now &amp;amp; he said "I'm an emo." Can you believe that. Okay, I know your thinking like people can be emo so why is there need to be shocked of. But for my cousin, his fat,talented and nerd (nerd are smarties pants). Emo are suppose to be cute,normal size and not a nerd. But he he said his an emo. Can you believe that? He said I was jealous just because I said I cant believe that. Well his 1 year older then me but that dosen't meant I must respect him always. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BUT I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE HE SAID HE IS AN EMO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am so so so shocked now. Ok enough of this shocking experience for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tution jsut now was so boring! Ok one funny part that waked me up was when my teacher said 14. I know your thinking that so what? But he pronounced it as frortleen. It is suppose to be fourteen. I started giggle. Too bad then I got scolded. Guess what, I'm going for a MALAY TRIP camp to Johor Baharu. I'm so excited. I can't wait for that day. But Naim my malay classmate asked my malay teacher a stupid question that made her angry that we all got loads and loads of homework. He ask "Cikgu, mesti pakai apa bila nak pergi?" Let me translate it " Teacher what must we use when we want to go there?" Isn't it stupid??!! Of course we need to use clothes. Naim is foolish. Now I have lots of Malay homework. Well since I have nothing to post ler me tell you the funny thing happen yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother,smaller sister and I was sick. So we decided to rest. My brother said, "Why not we go to mummy room and sleep there?" I asked back,"Erm can fit three people meh?" He answered yes. Then he ask me why I asked such stupid question. I said that "If we sleep all in 3, our germs will spred and you so fat then when sleep you like to move around your leg so what if hit me or sister face leh?" Then his face was blushing. Then I laughed. Because when you see his blushing face, it is so funny. Fine lah I got to go already. Toodles for now.&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I can't believe my cousin is an emo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-2285015718073493386?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2285015718073493386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=2285015718073493386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/2285015718073493386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/2285015718073493386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-unbelieve.html' title='So unbelieve'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-74685728748943439</id><published>2007-04-28T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T00:13:53.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mimic the new software!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello. My friend on msn just thought me how to type backwards. You dont need to learn by the way. Just go to List of activities, and you will see a tittle called Mimic. You can choose any type of words you want like backwards, pirates and many more. Let me show you an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058373541600252722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="152" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RjLz74hRUzI/AAAAAAAAABM/XP9BWZje-hs/s320/mimic.bmp" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you cant really see it then, you have to click on the image to view it. Well  I got to go now. Toodles for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-74685728748943439?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/74685728748943439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=74685728748943439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/74685728748943439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/74685728748943439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/04/mimic-new-software.html' title='Mimic the new software!'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RjLz74hRUzI/AAAAAAAAABM/XP9BWZje-hs/s72-c/mimic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-4928311948985828518</id><published>2007-04-27T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T19:44:48.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girly Brush</title><content type='html'>Hello. I've just created a new blog. This blog is for me to sell stuffs or help others to advertise their products. Just like Ice Angel. She is also helping to advertise. The blog url is:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://my-girlbrush.blogspot.com"&gt;http://my-girlbrush.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. The products that are being post are very cheap acording to my opinion. Please support me by linking me. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://my-girlybrush.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110; TEXT-ALIGN: left" height="150" alt="" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s74/lil_miss_murder_2007/linkie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea&gt;&lt;a href="http://my-girlybrush.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s74/lil_miss_murder_2007/linkie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-4928311948985828518?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4928311948985828518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=4928311948985828518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/4928311948985828518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/4928311948985828518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-girly-brush.html' title='My Girly Brush'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251585783857730627.post-2631951348828148517</id><published>2007-04-26T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T21:33:53.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is disgusting?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hies. Today is my fristpost of the day and I'm feeling excited for no reason. -.- I just read Ice Angel's blog previous post. It is kinda interesting. About couples. Well, now it's my turn to say my own opinion about couples. Acording to the newspapers, couples at teen age are getting more cheeky. Meaning that they dont care if then kiss, hug or whatever that is disgusting to people in public places. Such as playgrounds,void decks,beach and most common place is shopping malls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I saw one disgusting kisses and hugs in Tampines Shopping Centre. I didn't manage to capture the picture to post at my blog because I was scared if the couples saw me then I'll be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057959334954226386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RjF7N4hRUtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8w8Ygpqh6Xk/s320/Love_and_Respect_by_ppgrainbow.gif" border="0" /&gt;I got this picture at deviantart. It's an animation. So be patient to load the image please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Credits: Deviantart / ppprainbow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't it look so cute? I love it althought I'm not attached. It's better to be single than being attached. Why? Because when your single you can do whatever you want. But when your attached you must follow rules of LOVE. It's a long story that my favourite aunt told me. Well stay tuned sometime in my blog. I got to go out now. Toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Current mood now: &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RjF80IhRUwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/azRSn8l-z7I/s1600-h/_3_by_ppgrainbow.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057961091595850498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RjF80IhRUwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/azRSn8l-z7I/s320/_3_by_ppgrainbow.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (happy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/251585783857730627-2631951348828148517?l=summergirl-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2631951348828148517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=251585783857730627&amp;postID=2631951348828148517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/2631951348828148517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/251585783857730627/posts/default/2631951348828148517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summergirl-love.blogspot.com/2007/04/love-is-disgusting.html' title='Love is disgusting?'/><author><name>Asyura♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18288299133569702694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e11CqQtGfco/SQw_JO_fQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/oC9HnorBpbA/S220/editedphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_e11CqQtGfco/RjF7N4hRUtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8w8Ygpqh6Xk/s72-c/Love_and_Respect_by_ppgrainbow.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
