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  <subtitle>Nasha</subtitle>
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    <name>Nasha</name>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nattrocious:36995</id>
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    <title>Astaghfirullah</title>
    <published>2009-03-31T07:47:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-31T10:34:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I came across this and I am saddened that such people exist in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;hate being a Muslim&lt;/u&gt;, I hate it. So what if I'm just another one of those people who hates being a Muslim, so what?! &lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I hate having a religious label on me, &lt;u&gt;I hate being known as a 'Muslim'&lt;/u&gt;. I hate it. F-you, God, f- you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Astaghfirullah. I don't want to say anything bad about it. &lt;br /&gt;I just am at a loss of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nattrocious:36666</id>
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    <title>Moved.</title>
    <published>2009-03-24T16:02:17Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-01T06:50:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amlntsha.tumblr.com"&gt;Here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nattrocious:36355</id>
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    <title>Play. Be serious, not solemn.</title>
    <published>2009-03-23T03:22:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-23T03:22:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paula Scher. Amazing woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="8" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nattrocious:36329</id>
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    <title>Mess</title>
    <published>2009-03-22T15:43:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-22T15:43:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I left some chocolate in the car. It's bound to melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to: &lt;br /&gt;Return library books&lt;br /&gt;Renew my concession&lt;br /&gt;Mentally prepare myself for GL camp on Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Prepare for GL camp.&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with Adzy before our long weeks of not meeting :(</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nattrocious:36073</id>
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    <title>Unearthly</title>
    <published>2009-03-18T19:16:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-18T19:16:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="656" width="500" src="http://www.geocities.com/happyfreakshow/insomnia.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am awake at such an unearthly hour. I think my body is trying to tell me something. Probably it's the hunger that's kicking in. Looks like my holidays will be cut short due to ongoing camps. Finally, some life. I STILL need a job but despite the initiative to look for one, I was demoralised to go on by&amp;nbsp; mother's words. &amp;quot;For what? School's starting.&amp;quot; Yes, my life as a Year 2 student will actually begin. When I thought it would never happen but I guess Allah has given me this hope to go on. No more giving up, especially now that I have more tools of trade  (ahem*Wacom) to work with and a spanking awesome motivator aka Adam Paynter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still biting my tongue because there are things which I wish I can say but I cannot bring myself to.&lt;br /&gt;Nudge me on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Apologies to Seth for not going down to see him when he rode all the way to Punggol on his new bike.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;WAS&amp;nbsp;TOO&amp;nbsp;TIRED&amp;nbsp;BESTFRIEND! Next time ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nattrocious:35788</id>
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    <title>6789998212</title>
    <published>2009-03-17T03:26:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-17T03:26:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Adam.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss our late nights trying to stay awake. In the end, I'm always the one who dozes off first and you're there trying to wake me up because I told you to, but you failed because I can't stay awake. I miss making horrible Maggi noodles for you and yet you always say you love it and that you like that the soup is thick. You'd wake up in the morning and greet everyone a good one then rub you eyes then stare in space. Your face red and your hair messy. Sometimes I feel like joining you on the couch because you look so cute sleeping. We're cute together. We're good as a couple. We'll last, Insya'allah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to sleep sayang, because you're exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.</content>
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    <title>Crash.</title>
    <published>2009-03-15T14:03:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-15T14:03:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Two longs days.&lt;br /&gt;So tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pictures up soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Special thanks to &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_shearer' lj:user='shearer' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://shearer.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://shearer.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;shearer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nattrocious:35132</id>
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    <title>Wordvomit.</title>
    <published>2009-03-12T14:01:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-12T14:01:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All I wanna do now is laugh at you but I bite my lip to stop myself because you really need the sympathy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nattrocious:34832</id>
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    <title>Awesome exists!</title>
    <published>2009-03-04T06:25:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-04T06:25:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="7" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is music.&lt;br /&gt;This is life.&lt;br /&gt;This is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;This is Soil &amp;amp; &amp;quot;Pimp&amp;quot; Sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nattrocious:34810</id>
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    <title>Queenaling-aling.</title>
    <published>2009-03-03T11:27:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-03T11:30:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sahara - Soil &amp; "Pimp" Sessions</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img width="500" alt="" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my start to March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width="500" alt="" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sunday started late.&lt;br /&gt; I mean, come on, it is Sunday and it's a sleep in day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="500" alt="" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice weather to wake up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="500" alt="" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="500" alt="" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="500" alt="" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showered, iTuned and while music was playing, i watched Never Mind the Buzzcocks as well.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="500" alt="" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/Image029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left home to meet Adam. It was raining heavily at Orchard so not much pictures there.&lt;br /&gt;At 7.00 pm, we met Manveer,&amp;nbsp;Aril &amp;amp; Aqila at City Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="500" alt="" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/Image041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello&amp;nbsp;Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when Aril &amp;amp; Aqila reached, we headed to Esplanade Waterfront to watch The Zozi's performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="500" alt="" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/Image047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome band, too bad it was still pouring.&lt;br /&gt;I saw familiar faces too like Firdaus, Syahid, Munir,&amp;nbsp;Zul, Zahin etc.&lt;br /&gt;irsyad joined us and we had dinner at&amp;nbsp;Marina Square and saw Fiona there too. :D&lt;br /&gt;Then we sat down at Starbucks to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, it was Adam's first time drinking Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe but yes. &lt;br /&gt;Gotta love the Hot Chocolate :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="500" alt="" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/Image066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="500" alt="" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/Image059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(LOL at the sleeping guy. Poor fella.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="375" width="500" alt="" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/Image048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Adam &amp;amp; Aril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="500" alt="" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Aril doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="500" alt="" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/Image050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt never to trust Aril with a camera. -_-&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the day was very meaningful to me.&lt;br /&gt;Snuggling up to my deliciously smelling boyfriend and just having deep conversations.&lt;br /&gt;What a way to end an awesome day. &lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats cuddles from my bestfriend/boyfriend/SOLE(lol)mate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, the rain keeps pouring. And it's cold.&lt;br /&gt;And dark.&lt;br /&gt;But hey look at the time. It's no wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Push the tempo</title>
    <published>2009-02-24T15:43:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-24T15:44:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I need a shower.&lt;br /&gt;One that will calm myself down.&lt;br /&gt;One that will soothe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come fill the toilet with warm water because I am lacking a bathtub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wondered and pondered. Sometimes I think I need to find out the actual truth, but I know the truth hurts. And when the truth hurts, I'll break down and cry.&amp;nbsp;When I cry, it'll be to an extent that I start laughing at my stupidity for crying. Then I'll hate myself and this hatred will stay and it'll slowly develop into negativity and hence, depression. When depression begins, I will suddenly be enlightened and will have probably diminished all negative and unwanted thoughts. Then my mind goes blank and I start wondering and pondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see my friend, everything we do is a cycle.&lt;br /&gt;So, how can the unpredictable change the course of a cycle?&lt;br /&gt;By expecting something unexpected everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Probably then, life will be less routine and more hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, totally need that shower now.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently these days, despite the recession, we gotta fork out more for our third showers.&lt;br /&gt;Or we can be cats and lick ourselves but not too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too soon.</content>
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    <title>It's raining</title>
    <published>2009-02-24T06:37:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-24T06:42:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img width="300" alt="" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" width="300" alt="" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/24feb002.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat of rain.&lt;br /&gt;Confusion persists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="6" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Must be the moon</title>
    <published>2009-02-23T08:31:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-23T08:31:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="294" width="450" src="http://i556.photobucket.com/albums/ss3/nattrocious/Blog/mbd.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, living with people who care can be irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nattrocious:33763</id>
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    <title>If you mess with my man</title>
    <published>2009-02-22T02:06:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-22T02:06:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">One thing I dislike about being in a relationship; jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm too paranoid and I think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, if any bitch (female OR&amp;nbsp;male) tries to steal Adam away from me, she (or he) will not only get it from me, but also from the people I love.&lt;br /&gt;Trust is trust, but sometimes a little warning goes a long long way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D</content>
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    <title>The deluded people</title>
    <published>2009-02-19T06:47:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-19T06:47:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wanted to say something but I stopped myself because I realised how it only concerns me and that I probably shouldn't share it with the outside world because we don't know who's reading, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, it's disgusting what people do but then I realise that everyone has done it at least once in their lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;Including me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, when you look at it properly, I wasn't at fault.&lt;br /&gt;To think I helped that jackass but things went wrong and I ended up to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least now I know who I can count on.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh damnit, there I go again, being contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, no names!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for makan.&lt;br /&gt;Nom nom nom!</content>
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    <title>Vee Day</title>
    <published>2009-02-14T23:25:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-14T23:25:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can never understand Vday. I hate Vday because well, it's always overcrowded and it just sucks. &lt;br /&gt;Adam and I went out because we were looking for a gift for Imran, whose birthday celebration we were heading to later that day.&lt;br /&gt;Why do couples only celebrate love on this day, when they can do it everyday!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geram geram geram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only highlight = new game Adam and I created.&lt;br /&gt;Call us childish or whatever, but we're damn cute okayyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ok, off to Shina's now.&lt;br /&gt;:D</content>
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    <title>Back</title>
    <published>2009-02-12T13:54:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-12T13:54:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Final 1st Year Assignments&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;DS&lt;br /&gt;VDS&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDS&lt;br /&gt;DT&lt;br /&gt;DS&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say something mean, but I resisted the temptation because I believe that what goes around, comes around.&lt;br /&gt;So many things to say but that will come another day, or not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going very very well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad how things are starting to brighten up for me.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullilah&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Late nights</title>
    <published>2009-02-10T16:55:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-10T16:55:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adam, you're awesome.&lt;br /&gt;You're so cool and you don't even have to try.&lt;br /&gt;You're not a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;You're MY&amp;nbsp;favourite boy.&lt;br /&gt;And I sayang you many many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Update</title>
    <published>2009-02-07T03:10:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-07T03:10:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movie marathon with Adzy today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally got around to using that Brother sewing machine Mama got. Sewing is so fun!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woke up because I dreamt that Adzy was waking me up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yi Zhen is at my place but she's going off soon :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got enlightenment for her VDS assignment while in bed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is up to HERE with assignments&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is very very hungry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shall get popcorn before Adzy comes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I &amp;hearts; Adzy very much. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>It's official</title>
    <published>2009-02-04T22:02:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-04T22:02:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kiss Me Thru The Phone - Soulja Boy feat. Sammie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5th February 2009.&lt;br /&gt;A new mark to my life's calendar.&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I am a very very happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="350" src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z158/sheebeedee/AMELIADZY.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since we got to know each other and so far, &lt;br /&gt;it's been an awesome time getting to know you and we've been having so much fun together that I don't want it to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really shocking when I found out the truth because I never thought it'd happen.&lt;br /&gt;But now, we are proof that we shouldn't doubt the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I really believe that things happen for a reason or two and I'm glad that these things are happening right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky that Allah let us cross paths and meet each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a sense, I'm glad Allah gave me a 'hint' of things to come when I spotted you at SP during Open House but brushed you off as a foreign student going around polytechnics and catching free shows. (LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;Later on, you joined us for that movie and I had that feeling that of all people, you'd probably be the last person I'd date.&lt;br /&gt;( Yalah, cos I didn't want to appear like a midget beside you kan...)&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know you are Mr SP's cousin, my soon-to-be new friend and future boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;There's still a million and one things I want to learn about&amp;nbsp; and from you and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;But like you said, &amp;quot;Let's make this work.&amp;quot; and without a doubt, at that moment and now, I know it will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam, you're the best thing to happen to me so far.&lt;br /&gt;This time,&amp;nbsp;I won't care of what people say about us.&lt;br /&gt;I won't care of the things people will say about me.&lt;br /&gt;Because they don't know what we're feeling and if they do, then it's just not the same as us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy this has happened and Insya'allah, this will continue for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be in my prayers, my dreams, my mind and my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my new motivation, my new goal and my new everything.&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't matter if you're chubby because I know it means I have more of you to sayang :P&lt;br /&gt;So don't ever change yourself&amp;nbsp; because I'm already comfortable with who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my handsome, cute, charming, hilarious and awesome Adam Paynter.&lt;br /&gt;My favourite boy.&lt;br /&gt;My 'Crazy Adzy'&lt;br /&gt;My Awesome Adam.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Amelia Natasha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tee-hee-hee.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Tell me baby....</title>
    <published>2009-01-29T01:09:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-29T01:09:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pretty much cannot wait for Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;But come on, just 2 weeks till end of school and my assignments are already screwed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come on come on, I've got the motivation but I don't have the drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can do this. I can do this!&lt;br /&gt;JAE posting out tomorrow, good luck you little people, especially Nad, but confirm you get in FSV lah!&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Is it really?</title>
    <published>2009-01-27T14:28:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-27T14:28:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img width="450" src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z158/sheebeedee/aadzybaby.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so good around you.&lt;br /&gt;You're my motivation of getting up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason I'm smiling non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;You're many good things to me.&lt;br /&gt;Too many to say.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope this never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah I like you,&lt;br /&gt;And I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you.&lt;br /&gt;And I feel WOAH&lt;br /&gt;WOO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Turn on</title>
    <published>2009-01-27T01:48:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-27T01:48:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fantastic dream.&lt;br /&gt;Things are going really well.&lt;br /&gt;New motivations for getting up on the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Minus schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw the girly looks, I'm a t-shirt, jeans and sneakers kinda girl.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Hello you.</title>
    <published>2009-01-25T08:34:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-25T08:34:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img width="400" src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z158/sheebeedee/AdzyAmelia008.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth?&lt;br /&gt; All I ever think about is you&lt;br /&gt; You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;br /&gt; And I've just got to know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>TODAY</title>
    <published>2009-01-24T01:39:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-24T01:39:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is the day. &lt;br /&gt;Nervous as hell, excited as hell, happy as hell.&lt;br /&gt;HELL&amp;nbsp;HELL&amp;nbsp;HELL&lt;br /&gt;OMG&amp;nbsp;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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