<?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-1195772070825129230</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:25:21.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pours</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1195772070825129230/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ms Alkatiri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04950237447958450291</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1195772070825129230.post-5941609614295323254</id><published>2007-08-28T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:21:46.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LC6HRQfdQVg/RtPoNULmeZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/lxBjFtv5YaI/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103678118194215314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LC6HRQfdQVg/RtPoNULmeZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/lxBjFtv5YaI/s320/DSC00296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday To Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Hello Hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Yes im back &amp; My birthday just passed like two days ago. Im a year older now. Im so happy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Thank you people for the birthday wishes. I dint recieve any presents but this birthday cake. Its a bomb! i love it. Bought on the 25th august 2007 at Marina Square;s Swensens by Dee, Lee, Syira! Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Was suppose to go out with Mummy dearest and Lovely Kak Zara. But Mummy got sore eyes again. That bug really is bugging her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Ok so Happy Birthday To me. And thank you everyone for the birthday wishes. Whee~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Lots of Love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Brown Eyes&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/1195772070825129230-5941609614295323254?l=biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com/feeds/5941609614295323254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1195772070825129230&amp;postID=5941609614295323254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1195772070825129230/posts/default/5941609614295323254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1195772070825129230/posts/default/5941609614295323254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-to-me-hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Ms Alkatiri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04950237447958450291</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/_LC6HRQfdQVg/RtPoNULmeZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/lxBjFtv5YaI/s72-c/DSC00296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1195772070825129230.post-5782640512444692680</id><published>2007-08-13T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:21:47.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LC6HRQfdQVg/RsBqADXAMqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0WYSrAYH7T0/s1600-h/Beautiful+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098191327317734050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LC6HRQfdQVg/RsBqADXAMqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0WYSrAYH7T0/s320/Beautiful+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beautiful Girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ime Check: 2226Hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Its been a while. My back hurts. Yess!! Sun tann gone really wrong. Ahaks. I wont have much to blog today. Im watching Hikmah on "Suria" and being an Indonesian myself, im so glad i was brought up here. Who knows i might be one of them. URGH! Grosse xia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Ok so about the tanning thingy, see the girl in the picture. A beauty aye. Ok, maybe not with that kinda face. See, we plan to go to SENTOSA. We planned to meet at 9.15 which we did. And then proceeded to harbourfront which we decided we shuld just buy the snacks there. Guess what? GIANT opened at 10. So we &lt;strong&gt;waited&lt;/strong&gt; mcm kookoo liddat. cause we were early. After buying the snacks we had to go find the monorail that leads to Sentosa. So had to &lt;strong&gt;wait&lt;/strong&gt; for the monorail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Upon reaching beach station, we realise that we had to &lt;strong&gt;wait&lt;/strong&gt; for the beach tram. And by the time we were there, one just passed. And its 15-20 mins interval. It came. Off we went. Ouh i forgot to mention. While we were waiting for GIANT to open, at the monorail station, there;s 7eleven! URGH! Wont you get pissed if you were in my shoes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Ok so. we started Tanning at 11.30 and by 12 its was fcuking hot! like scorching hot. And i was like yey, ill be tanned today. As time goes by, i feel the heat nearer and nearer and its as if its just right nex to me. Actually it is horr ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;NOW! Im suffering. Ill be sleeping on my stomach cause im BURNED. HELP~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Lots of Loves, [Burns]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Brown Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1195772070825129230-5782640512444692680?l=biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com/feeds/5782640512444692680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1195772070825129230&amp;postID=5782640512444692680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1195772070825129230/posts/default/5782640512444692680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1195772070825129230/posts/default/5782640512444692680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com/2007/08/chapter-5.html' title='Chapter 5'/><author><name>Ms Alkatiri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04950237447958450291</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/_LC6HRQfdQVg/RsBqADXAMqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0WYSrAYH7T0/s72-c/Beautiful+girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1195772070825129230.post-8188459519694953584</id><published>2007-08-03T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T04:50:12.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;Time Check : 0000hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;So im sick. Im jobless. I got sore eyes. Infact everone in my family got infected because my baby brother brought it home from somewhere. Its recovered. Left with some redness at the corner. Now, my eyes are normal and beautiful once again. Yeyness. *dancess*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Most of the people i know is busy with work and so much more. And i feel so alone. IF im working, that;ll keep me busy. So i have to find a job real soon or ill end up bein some, erm, aiyoh, dunno lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;So went out with Fart face a.k.a Lydia Nadiana. Ahakz. Had fun fun fun! Watched "Alone". I'll give it 3-and-a-half star. After that we went "kai-kai" at TM and Metro at Century Square damn crowded lah can? Aiyoh. So "SEMPIT". I feel like shouting: "MOVE PEOPLE!" Serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Ouh yah. I really feel like jumping in the pool at Nazia;s house. And listen to the music playing when your in the water.&lt;strong&gt; YES!!&lt;/strong&gt; There;s &lt;strong&gt;MUSIC&lt;/strong&gt; if you listen carefully. Cool or what this &lt;strong&gt;BAYSHORE&lt;/strong&gt; place? Compliments for Naz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(p/s: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NAZ. SOON PLEASE! ILL COME WEEKDAYS IF I HAVE TO! IM FREE LIKE YOU!! i think. *sheesh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Erm,lemme see, is there anithing else that i can babble about? Hmm~ Yes? No? OK maybe i;ll continue this another day aye? Im sweating now. I wanna go bath. No i mean shower. &lt;strong&gt;SWITCH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Lots of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Brown Eyes&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/1195772070825129230-8188459519694953584?l=biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com/feeds/8188459519694953584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1195772070825129230&amp;postID=8188459519694953584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1195772070825129230/posts/default/8188459519694953584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1195772070825129230/posts/default/8188459519694953584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com/2007/08/chapter-4.html' title='Chapter 4'/><author><name>Ms Alkatiri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04950237447958450291</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-1195772070825129230.post-410184522364205962</id><published>2007-07-30T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:21:47.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LC6HRQfdQVg/Rq35tjXAMpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rw2L-9iMBZk/s1600-h/AÃ®006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093001314607051410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LC6HRQfdQVg/Rq35tjXAMpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rw2L-9iMBZk/s320/A%C3%AE006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;33s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;Time Check: 2144Hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;So. Im all cried with nothing to say(copying keisha coles there, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LAST NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, tskk, DUHH). Thus, my nick. Naz was sweet. She know;s how to say the right things at the right time. And im Soo &lt;strong&gt;GRATEFUL&lt;/strong&gt; to have a cousin like her. And ill say this now and will keep on saying, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;I dint wana stay at home alone on Sat night so i slept over at Ai;Mama's crib. Yeah, im so glad she;s there for me. She has her own problem but yet she listen;s to mine. So, now &lt;strong&gt;SHE&lt;/strong&gt; is my definition of a &lt;strong&gt;friend&lt;/strong&gt;. Sleepover;s are always fun espicially if someone you appreciates and vice-versa is there. Aye Ai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;We watched movies all night long. Ouh and yah, before that wen i was washing up, the stupid soap went into my eyes. It got so red, so itchy, so irritating that i actually forced Ai to bring me to the 7-eleven to buy myself an eyemore at &lt;strong&gt;3am&lt;/strong&gt;. Cool or what? Ahaks. So off we went, to 7-eleven, got twisties, offering 2 for $2, for the night and went back home. Yeahness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;We end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;the movie marathon with an Indonesian movie,&lt;strong&gt; KUNTILANAK&lt;/strong&gt;. I swear the KUNTILANAK a.k.a PONTIANAK wasnt scary at all. And aida left me watching all alone cause she fell asleep. Whutta lah Aida. So but i END up sleeping as well. Untill the DVD off by itself. AND we end up sleeping infront of the TV. Nyahah. That;s what i call &lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt; sleepover;s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;Ouh. Ai, introduced me to one of her friends. So now, i have a NEW friend. Great or what? So he;s nice. But i dont know. Only know him for like, what? Erm, 2 days. Nyaha. We yet to even meet in person but i;ve see his pictures and vice versa. So yeah, i hope he'll turn out to be a great friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;- So THANK YOU to the girls who have made my life alot more loved - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;My lovely cousin - &lt;strong&gt;Nazia Mattar&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; My Besterestest friend - &lt;strong&gt;Zuraida Rahim&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOEWE YOU GIRLS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1195772070825129230-410184522364205962?l=biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com/feeds/410184522364205962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1195772070825129230&amp;postID=410184522364205962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1195772070825129230/posts/default/410184522364205962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1195772070825129230/posts/default/410184522364205962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com/2007/07/chapter-3.html' title='Chapter 3'/><author><name>Ms Alkatiri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04950237447958450291</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/_LC6HRQfdQVg/Rq35tjXAMpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rw2L-9iMBZk/s72-c/A%C3%AE006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1195772070825129230.post-8736992222748055438</id><published>2007-07-27T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T23:28:21.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Time Check: 1827hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hey there. Ok so i edited some parts of my blog. Its really still under renovation so yeah. Will just keep it that way .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;So life hasnt really been fair for me. I just wish some things would change. You know, sometimes i wish that im still in school, having fun, always having friends around. &lt;strong&gt;Friends?&lt;/strong&gt; What are they actually? Are they people who come and go in ur life? Or are they people that you can shed a tear? No, actually alot of tears,that still thinks something is funny, eventhough all the rest don;t understand your crap? So what are they? Are they people that only needs you when their ass;s in trouble, when their fcuking sad about loosing their boyfriend? Or are they people, that appreciates you like you appreciate them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I dont know. What is the definition of a&lt;strong&gt; Friend.&lt;/strong&gt; Cause if you have the answer, then, you are lucky. You actually have&lt;strong&gt; A FRIEND&lt;/strong&gt; or maybe luckeir, &lt;strong&gt;FRIENDS &lt;/strong&gt;? And so, if you have a friend, do they leave this meaninggful friendship for somone she call;s a &lt;strong&gt;BOYFRIEND&lt;/strong&gt;? Yes? No? That;s what happening to me right now. Years of dear friendship, UPS &amp; DOWNS, LEFT &amp;amp; RIGHT, Side By Side, Sleepover(S), Hogging, chilling, towning, shopping, &lt;strong&gt;CLUBBING&lt;/strong&gt;, dissapearing with a simple message. Why? Is not years of friendship meant anything to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;You said that you dont wanna fighht with Boyfie anymore because everytime you fight, there;s always me. In the first place, WHY involve me? Why am i being blame for going out with you? Why are you not allowed to giv me your Number? C;mon girl, im your bestfriend, for goodness sake, or NOT now. And so since your boyfriend who you love dearly cannot accept me in his life, you got to throw me away as well? That;s not fair dont you think? Well what can i do? Im just, a girl, who;s been so very close to you for so many years, stayin a few blocks away from you, going here and there with you. A girl you just see as a friend, who thinks she wants to destroy your oh - so "LOVING" relationship, aye? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Then let this girl go away. With tears falling down her cheeks. With no one, she can turn to, no one she can call when she;s upset about something. See, these tears aren;t fake dear. It;s real. And as long as i don;t have you back as my bestfriend, these tears might just be flowing~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Your still much loved. By me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Not so much of loving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Brown Eyes = ' (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1195772070825129230-8736992222748055438?l=biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com/feeds/8736992222748055438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1195772070825129230&amp;postID=8736992222748055438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1195772070825129230/posts/default/8736992222748055438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1195772070825129230/posts/default/8736992222748055438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com/2007/07/chapter-2.html' title='Chapter 2'/><author><name>Ms Alkatiri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04950237447958450291</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-1195772070825129230.post-9032746310099700430</id><published>2007-07-24T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T23:29:29.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#999900;"&gt;Time Check : 1029PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, im so bad at this blogging thingy that i eventually hate my skin and even though i appreciate that Nazia is doing it for me, i think there;s something wrong with my eyes. Maybe because its not yet complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, i use to do this alot when i was waiting for my N level results. But ive yet touch, that i eventually forget BLOGGING even existed. My biggest apology to those BLOG whore;s(and i mean it in a nice way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i can think about now to pour is about this blog. Aiyoh. Fortunately i don;t have time to do this everyday or there;s only me conquering the computer. And my poor brother is BEGGING for it. HAHA. Awww~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I better go Now. ill see if i can come back later but if not, ill keep this post this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;Brown Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1195772070825129230-9032746310099700430?l=biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com/feeds/9032746310099700430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1195772070825129230&amp;postID=9032746310099700430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1195772070825129230/posts/default/9032746310099700430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1195772070825129230/posts/default/9032746310099700430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-back.html' title='Chapter 1'/><author><name>Ms Alkatiri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04950237447958450291</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-1195772070825129230.post-8575216626978752571</id><published>2007-07-16T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:43:40.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;Time Check : 1216&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually am working now and since on one is around in the office im stealing time to create a blog because thanks to Nenez, blogging can help to ease. Yeah ease alot of things. Like whats happening, what happened and what's so gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really not good and this things like the backgrounds and such so since Naz has nothing to do for now, she;ll be more then willing to help aye Naz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since this is the review, i;ll make it short. Actually i need to make a run cause it wont be nice if someoone were to pop-in all of a sudden and i have no time to save this. So here goes something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;br /&gt;Brown Eyes&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/1195772070825129230-8575216626978752571?l=biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com/feeds/8575216626978752571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1195772070825129230&amp;postID=8575216626978752571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1195772070825129230/posts/default/8575216626978752571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1195772070825129230/posts/default/8575216626978752571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biggirls-dontcry.blogspot.com/2007/07/review.html' title='Review'/><author><name>Ms Alkatiri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04950237447958450291</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>
