<?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-17631513</id><updated>2011-11-19T05:01:28.219-02:00</updated><category term='LOve yA to da Core'/><category term='Im Gonna Miss you guyz in school'/><category term='He RawKs My World'/><title type='text'>The ReaL Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17631513.post-8582876784082055480</id><published>2007-06-30T11:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T11:28:08.545-02:00</updated><title type='text'>GoodBye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Omg its soo sad folks....One of my school teacher whom i respect the most had alr left the school yesterday and it was really a heartwrenching day for me as she was the one teacher that had made me woke up from my daydream and had always support me in everything i do and i really thank her soo much for teaching me some subjects these years and being with her and her lessons made me smiled and laughed alwayz abt her lame and funny jokes that she regalled us...omg why must she leave?? this sch will be so bored without her presence....the way she gave me the compliment in front of my folks really moved me and when everyone was abt to leave her lesson for assembly, she actually cried and i cant stand it too....till most of the student had left the room left only some of the girls including me.....they were hugging her really tightly but i was the one that had actually teared first and i really hugged her really tightly....she was crying too and for the first time, i was tearing...i couldnt believe my eyes...Gawd thx for fate that led me to meeting her presence and felt vivacious again with her lessons....I hope that she will alwayz do fine in her future endeavour and may god always side her and that success will alwayz be in her way....Once again thx for everything that u've done for me....I noe that ill miss you soo much...Thx again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;I gotta let it go&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/17631513-8582876784082055480?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/8582876784082055480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=8582876784082055480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/8582876784082055480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/8582876784082055480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/2007/06/goodbye.html' title='GoodBye'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</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-17631513.post-1245352122382718543</id><published>2007-06-13T06:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T22:32:52.368-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lil' Child Thats Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A lil' child that’s me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;There I am sitting in a corner all alone&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the emptiness engulfing me&lt;br /&gt;Like a child on its own&lt;br /&gt;Maybe im the child to be&lt;br /&gt;Experiencing the griefness in my life&lt;br /&gt;Where lives all the truth and lies&lt;br /&gt;That were meant to be told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wish I could say it loud&lt;br /&gt;To tell everyone what I’d felt&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could scream it out&lt;br /&gt;Everything that’s been hidden&lt;br /&gt;In this feeble heart that bleeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And here I am, the lil’ child&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the darkness all alone&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that these sorrows will be mild&lt;br /&gt;The myriad pain and tears Ive cried&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that it’ll be my last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;A goodbye that’ll go far away&lt;br /&gt;And never will it come back to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish I could say it loud&lt;br /&gt;To tell everyone what I felt&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could scream it out&lt;br /&gt;Everything that’s been hidden&lt;br /&gt;In this feeble heart that bleeds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I thought I hear voices&lt;br /&gt;Calling for me&lt;br /&gt;But when I turn around,&lt;br /&gt;There’s no one to be seen&lt;br /&gt;These voices kept repeating&lt;br /&gt;In my head,&lt;br /&gt;Making me haunted by the&lt;br /&gt;Absence of the dead&lt;br /&gt;Fear of these voices,&lt;br /&gt;I bewail&lt;br /&gt;Peeved at my own silence,&lt;br /&gt;I tear and fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;There I am, crying all alone&lt;br /&gt;Like a child on its own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Just Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-1245352122382718543?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/1245352122382718543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=1245352122382718543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/1245352122382718543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/1245352122382718543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/2007/06/lil-child-thats-me.html' title='A Lil&apos; Child Thats Me'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</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-17631513.post-3989816170032313963</id><published>2007-06-13T05:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T06:56:18.837-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Im expressing what im feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hey hey hey, omg guys its been so long since ive updated my profile, not even been touching it either...what can i say?? Am I too busy or am I too lazy?? haha well, just figured it out urself and my chatterbox has been said that im having a bad id...omg bad bad me....welll im soo darned up by all this shits surrounding my whole peaceful atmosphere haha....anywayz talking abt this yr hols for me, the first 2 weeks was Damn fun, depressiing and somehow at certain days im kinda being so introvert and seriously i dont even noe what the hell is going on arnd me....yeahh well u cud say that im being so obviously oblivious abt myself but well....why the heck shud i care if im ignoring it either....anywayz it felt like as though im running away from my reality to my childhood fantasies which had just realized that it sucks like hell; the further i am, the more i miss the person i love...well another thing u cud call me being a refugee of myself haha and i dont even bother and even if i did, i dont wanna waste my time sharing here cause its way too 'OMG' to tell u guys...anywayz back to what i was talking abt, oh yeah speaking abt fugitive abt myself, the hols for these weeks for me was bad and not bad either........the bad thing was that, im too stresed up with everythings thats surrounding me and it cant be more than demoralizing i can say but lets just not go on with that....the good part was that, i was able to have FUN with my pri sch bestie which i thought that it was one of my relaxing moment adding to some of the so called short-hours-of-my-runaways from home for like 4-5 hrs, had to deliberately think of a ruse so that i could get the hell out of my hse and wander alone in the streets or going to cafe, or even going to malls ALONE and letting out everything that had been dumped in my head making me having stupid migrains haaha.....but it was sooo fun to explore the lil' part of spore(as if but i get to explore it a lil') and get to breathe smoothly and heaved out a sigh of relief....and i guess im doing the right thing....i mean cmon shouldnt i be getting some of my own time, letting myself to be ME again rather than i being too worked up with the probs at home in which at times i felt like suffocating with all the miseries, aint i rite?? seriously....hah anywayz now im starting to miss all my bitches and bastards(haha cmon im saying it in a good way guys)....somehow theyre my good friends esp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;My best friend, TAN SIEW YING...well what can i say she's my beyotch-in-crime and the one who'd been helping me kickin' some friggin' asses in school....yeahh....oh well my marks are gawddamn bad and i had to better buck up or else im gonna be doomed for the rest of my living life and i had to do this for myself cause i believe that now the future lies in me to decide it and if im reli wanna strive for the best this year i knew that hardwork would pay ooff wellll....and the mysteries happening between me and SIEW YING and someone else*confidential*(i had wanted this to happen so badly) will soon turn to reality cause i believe what my instinct tells me and what my heart had made me felt...........and this is a pledge im making to myself ....please guys if only u noe the real truth, ull noe what im feeling deep inside my lil' child's heart...and for what ever reasons, please help me stay by my side and plz support my decision cause i really do not want it to be crushed a million pieces and i guess thats all i can say abt it and guess what Im going off now...been writing too longg and im worried that it mite bore u guys to DEATH(hope it wont)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;haha...so ill just head off now gotta put in my new song in the blogg...ive composed it and if u guys can relate to it, it shows that u are very understanding and u'll understand what i feel and why this song is very meaningful to me...haha guess ill just end here now...aite...soo longg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;ythin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;g Ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;ythi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-3989816170032313963?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/3989816170032313963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=3989816170032313963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/3989816170032313963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/3989816170032313963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-expressing-what-im-feeling.html' title='Im expressing what im feeling'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</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-17631513.post-7259594829412517141</id><published>2007-03-30T10:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T11:17:29.599-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Heyy....Gawd Its seriously been a long time mann and im starting to miss every inch of it haha.......Yeahh..Haha Today was really fun...Gawd i mean ITs Sports Day and omg Im seriously having fun...But the saddest part was that i dint get to run the for relay cause its full and me and Kat somehow submitted our names late..so yeahh there goes our chance...Speaking bt the Sports Day, We were all cheering non-stop and Im In UNICORN's hse which is famous to be last...haha seriously, but We Girls' are the champions for the UniCorn's Hse yeah...ANd CENTAUR...Gawd...I mean they're Are inevitably Famous for being the First for the HSe team But They still lose to WE Girls' here...Haha niwayz, they're still the best for the overall performances....I kept standing with my teacher "Mr Loo" and some other cheerleaders but i wasnt the one Doing the cheering and stuff instead me and My teacher  was cheering for the UNICORN runners hehe...Im an Extra* haha....Gawd...I lost My voice halfway thru haha but seriously it was funn haha...The event which i like the best was the Staff Race in which the participants were the teachers and it was soo COOL and FUNNY that we laughed our insides out haha....It was Some Crappy Stupid funny stuff but it was really entertainable..haha i mean the teachers were Being assigned to their lane and the distance between them was not that far..Its abt 25m haha and the last group was supposed to wrap themselves us with a shawl and * i mean its like the 3rd grp of teachers had to somehow dressed them in a horny way haha...after that they gotta do the pose..And it was reli SEXY And HORNY..in which some even show their ARSE hahah...Its was seriously cool...Gawd it was really a good time and I came back home arnd 7.00pm haha....Gawd im gonna miss these days And not forgetting; nxt yr im reli gonna enrolled myself in the Sports Day Relays yeahh.....Thats all for todae...Toddles*winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;h Love Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;is Day t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;o the Ful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;lest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-7259594829412517141?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/7259594829412517141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=7259594829412517141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/7259594829412517141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/7259594829412517141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/2007/03/sports-day.html' title='Sports Day'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</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-17631513.post-2896415399850503061</id><published>2007-03-12T01:38:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T02:00:32.069-02:00</updated><title type='text'>New Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;YO...Ppl and friends out there...its me again haha and this time im a new girl haha...Im gonna recover from the irritating chickenpox..Im sooo glad that im gonna be me again hehe...niwayz i really do miss all my darling friends...wish i could get to meet them...You guys when are we planning to go to Escape....haha...anywayz yesterday my family and i went out to SunteC City cause my father wanted to see the computer show..blahblah..sooo left me, my mom and my two sis..so from there we roamed arnd finding my shoes haha cause my old shoe looks like shit...its torn and tattered...i told my mom that i wanna buy running shoes*sport*for my CCA *tracknfield* and soo we went to the Royal Sporting House and started looking for one...My eyes are wondering arnd and as i was looking at some of the shoes, I was drooling hehe...Gawd the shoes are expensive and also damn nice....haha...I cant choose any...its beyond of what i want...Everything shoes there are tooo nice and brandy haha....At last i found this NIKE shoe and im soooo in love with it the cost is being reduced from the usual price yeahh...but its quite expensive...it costs arnd $90 but then i tried finding another one and yes...i got it but still Im in love with the NIKE shoes...I told my mom bt the shoes and she asked me to try the second one that i found and its fitting but i told her that my foot fits into it just fine...She looked at me in the eye and asked me whether i wanted it...and sooo i had no choice but tooo accept it cause this shoes cost abt $82 and its cheaper than the NIKE...Gawd imm sooo sadd that i had not choose the NIKE shoes...My smallest sis bt slippers and it looked cute on her...and soo after everything's settled, we went to meet my father...My mom told him bt the shoes...she said that it looks tight on me and so my father asked me to try it on again...My father told me to change shoes and my mom recommended him bt the NIKE shoes that i like...guess What??............haaha I bought the NIKE shoes and returned the other shoes and i really felt sooo contented bt it...My third sis bought the same slippers that my smallest sis bought and know when everything's settled we went home...Gawd ThanKS...Im Sooo Loving it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Love T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;he Nik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;e Sho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-2896415399850503061?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/2896415399850503061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=2896415399850503061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/2896415399850503061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/2896415399850503061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-shoes.html' title='New Shoes'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</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-17631513.post-1434677345098763046</id><published>2007-03-06T03:39:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T03:48:50.049-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOve yA to da Core'/><title type='text'>My Mom's Bdae Todae</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Yoo...haha Guess what...Today's my mom's bdae i call her *Ummi* usually coz im arab yeah...haha and i call my father *Walid*...Niwayz i dont dare to express to my mum that i loved her so i took the idea of writting here on my blogg...Im gonna dedicate this Bdae song for her haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HaPPy BirthDay To You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HaPPy BirthDay To You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HaPPy BirthDay To UmmI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HaPPy BirthDay To You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This song is speacially for her...I may be tough and rough on the front but in my heart Im a loving person &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i dont like to show and here, Sharifah A'fifah expressing her own feelings and I hope that you'll be thankFul &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UmmI...I love you alwayz dear...*niwayz i managed to wish her HaPPy BirthDay* hehe...Lovin' u alwayz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;HaP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Py Bir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;thDay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-1434677345098763046?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/1434677345098763046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=1434677345098763046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Chickenpoxx</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hello...its me again...blogging...im addicted to it now...yeah haha...todae..as usual school*borringg*..first 2 period was english then another 2 period was art..yeah...seriously im feeling damn bored noww...haha...GawD...im so freaking irritated that im down with chickenpox and cant go to school this week...fortunately, next week is school hols, so yeah get to spend my time blogging and studying...gotta prepare for my physics test...its sooo figgin' tough like shit...gotta do well this time rnd..gotta make all my loves one happy including me..niwayz...CHickenPoxx is smthing you guyz wouldnt wanna have it rite...its just a badd luck for me...Gawd it reli hurtz....this chickenpoxx started appearing on my body on the 3rd of march and then it started to spread...Gawd it looks like a bubble haha...and its bigg...lucky i dint get alot...My body immunity is strong hehe...but Gawd...it reli hurtz to the core mann...i accidentally burst 2 of it and i was groaning in pain...even when you bath...hhahah...My mum told me that i still had to go to school unless the chickenpoxy  appears on my face haaha...*sobb*..Today in class, my dear Sashe spot a tiny red dot on my face*sharp eyes* and the red dots on my body began to grow bigger and bubbly...Gawd...Gross..My dear Zuzu and Sashe advised me to go home or else it'll affect others who had not experienced chickenpox yet...I was damnn Irritated that i cant go to school...Zuzu and Cynthia sent me to the office and from there...yeah...u noe..*u can guess*.....called my father and he fetched me and then We went to the doctor haha...yeah got my MC...hehe...i guess ill just end here aite...toddles...Niwayz...im gonna miss all my darlings out there..Without me there wud be no fun...JKjk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Chick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;enpox&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Day F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;or Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-8952005250335124433?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/8952005250335124433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=8952005250335124433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/8952005250335124433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/8952005250335124433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/2007/03/badd-newsdown-with-chickenpoxx.html' title='Badd News...Down with Chickenpoxx'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</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-17631513.post-8896814524182366207</id><published>2007-03-05T11:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T11:56:01.469-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooohoooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yo...Haha...im sooo insance haha...im feeling sooo happy...guyz check it out...ive just update my blogg...hows the songs its damn....Friggin' nice rite...haha i love the song to the core...niwayz...im feeling sooo bored now..Today, in school, as usual, study and study haha...yeah..its been a horrible day for me....Im gonna have chickenpox...im feeling sooo pissed off and sadd....Gawd....Why me....I wanna go to school to meey my teachers and friends...ahhh...niwayz im still going to school tmr haha....JUst sooo borring stayyingg at home...niwayz im feeling as happy as a lark coz i scored well for my geog which its the first time and also my math....i LOve MAthh...my fav. sub...Im just sooo bore guess ill just end here aite...I'll blogg again when im free...yeah you guyz rawkzzz...LOve LOve..Niwayz dun forget to tag me aite see ya...=o)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;LoV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;e Lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;VeL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oVe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-17631513.post-2328927092380226565</id><published>2007-03-04T02:53:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T12:39:11.037-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='He RawKs My World'/><title type='text'>Sorry you guyz</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yo...its been a long time since ive blogg...Gawd Im really sorry that i've not been touching and updating my blogg from last year...Really sorry...you know My schedule is kinda tight these days so yeah im kinda having a hard time blogging nowadays...im just missing my old times when i used to blogg...Yeah im feeling soo relieved and happy that Im blogging again...it just felt sooo good haha....ITs been a long break after my Sec 2 streaming exams...Gawd my marks are reli Badd and depressing...I felt humiliated looking at it cause of my mid-yr makrs which reli PULLS my marks down...SO pathetic...but lucky im still an express student...now I intend to work harder and score well to achieve what i want...Thx to my Cute Form teacher for having the faith in me that i can do...Im aiming for a JC...so i reli gotta work harder this time round to put a smile on my face as well as my loved ones....IM a Sec 3 student now...Gawd time reli flies and it felt like as if ive just woke up from my sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am thankful to have an understanding Form teacher...i mean seriously speakin' he's the best...Im missing all my beloved friends...im missing everyone now....Let me just describe you bt my Wonderful teacher haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HIs name is Mr.......HIs age is *confidential*...lolz...From my point of view, he is a very cute looking teacher-he looks like a cat..and everytime he cuts his hair, he looks like a kid with a pacifier haha..Whenever he smiles, he looks vivacious and whenever he talks his voice will suddenly goes high-pitched haha...He is a guy who ppl would wanna noe more bt him...coz he is fun, funny, irritating at times*no offence and also voluble and one thing that amuses me is that his patience towards the pathetic students in my class...i mean he can reli tolerate our nonsensical shits and that reli touches me alot whenever he had to deal with some stupid cases and he, as a great teacher was always willing to side us and proves the others that we are not as bad as other teachers thought and thats y im really thankful to have a teacher like him and this makes me wanna do well in my studies to at least make my teacher smiles...HE looks cute when he smiles though haha...that was one of the reason why i love chatting with him coz he understands me and also would alwayz be there for us...HopeFully he'll still be my teacher Next yr yeah...guess tthats all i can describe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;P/s: Anybody Who dares To bully My Teacher would received severe punishment from me hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;You Raw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;k My Wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;rld Du&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-2328927092380226565?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/2328927092380226565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=2328927092380226565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/2328927092380226565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/2328927092380226565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/2007/03/sorry-you-guyz.html' title='Sorry you guyz'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</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-17631513.post-114381161495056703</id><published>2006-03-31T11:06:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T01:37:56.259-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Back(feat. This Life)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In your eyes, I can see,&lt;br /&gt;I can feel, I can tell&lt;br /&gt;That something's not right somewhere&lt;br /&gt;The expressions, its not real&lt;br /&gt;Grief and turmoil is asphyxiating you&lt;br /&gt;in the pool of love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Understands with your heart&lt;br /&gt;that this is not the time&lt;br /&gt;to experience it&lt;br /&gt;Its PAIN...Its just too painful...&lt;br /&gt;Don't go for it anymore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L.O.V.E is so powerful&lt;br /&gt;It can overcome you&lt;br /&gt;you shouldn't have risk it&lt;br /&gt;At the age of this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where's your sense of humour&lt;br /&gt;Where's your laughter&lt;br /&gt;Where's your fool,&lt;br /&gt;Where's yourself,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where are they.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This life has no meaning&lt;br /&gt;without the real you(YOU)&lt;br /&gt;I miss the old YOU&lt;br /&gt;Come back&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE come back....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A true friend&lt;br /&gt;will alwayz be there for you&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna shed tears with me&lt;br /&gt;WHO?&lt;br /&gt;No one but only YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;that Im alwayz there for you&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;Look into your heart&lt;br /&gt;REALIZE it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't be blind by love&lt;br /&gt;Wake Up n Come Back&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Alwayz....&lt;br /&gt;plz come back&lt;br /&gt;Just come back&lt;br /&gt;Come Back....&lt;br /&gt;Come Back....&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll alwayz be here&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Someth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;ing Mea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;ningf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ul To Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-114381161495056703?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/114381161495056703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=114381161495056703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/114381161495056703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/114381161495056703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/2006/03/come-backfeat-this-life.html' title='Come Back(feat. This Life)'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</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-17631513.post-114381033198034417</id><published>2006-03-31T11:01:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T11:05:32.000-02:00</updated><title type='text'>We all need someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We all need someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To talk to in our life,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A friend to whom we run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In times of stress or strife&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A friend who's always there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Throughout the years,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A friend we know will care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And take away our fears.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A friend who's always near,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waiting for our call,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To wipe away our tears,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And lift us when we fall.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A loving friend indeed,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On whom we can depend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To fulfill our every need -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you, precious friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A tru&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;e fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-114381033198034417?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/114381033198034417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=114381033198034417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/114381033198034417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/114381033198034417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-all-need-someone.html' title='We all need someone'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</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-17631513.post-113964865779192336</id><published>2006-02-11T06:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T07:04:17.810-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship that will forever last</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friendship is something special,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it can not be bought or sold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its value is far greater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;than any silver or even gold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When times get rough,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they always seem to understand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Without being asked,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they comfort and lend a helping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holding you up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when they think you will fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No matter what,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they help you through it all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends lift you up,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when you are feeling low&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They take you in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when you have no place to go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never ever forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or take such things for granted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For you can never re-sow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the seed that's already been planted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take this to heart,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let it never be undone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In order to keep a friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you must first be one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honesty is something&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that should always be your aim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With lies, their wounds may heal,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but nothing's ever the same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So take care of your friends.....and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alwayz cherish them...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;dsh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;ip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-113964865779192336?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/113964865779192336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=113964865779192336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/113964865779192336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/113964865779192336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/2006/02/friendship-that-will-forever-last.html' title='Friendship that will forever last'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</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-17631513.post-113741636053609023</id><published>2006-01-16T10:16:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T02:09:45.606-02:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAte Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There this boy in name******....he is such a pathetic, rude, sarcastic, imbecile, insolent little hell ruffian...wat he tink he soo nice ah wanna treat ppl like his slave....he sickshit...he can go n die better so that i wont be seeing him anymore....he thinks ppl like him soo much huh but actually some of them hates him like hell...he is a pevertic...He had once told me that EVERYONE HAS THEIR OWN LIMITS but he himself didnt realize that his limits are beyond the expectations.....GoD i juz hated him for wat he has done n that wud not be forgiven....i helped him so many times even help him finish to do some of his hw but wat do i get in return-rudeness(the way he expresses the words n his actions)when i asked him to help me do smth...he juz dun bother helping me out....eeeekkk....i juz hate him man hahaz...nvm but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;one thing i muz learn is that to forgive is to forget...but he suCk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;te h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-113741636053609023?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/113741636053609023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=113741636053609023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/113741636053609023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/113741636053609023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-hate-him_113741636053609023.html' title='I HAte Him'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</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-17631513.post-112882198823837114</id><published>2005-10-08T23:38:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T05:56:32.136-02:00</updated><title type='text'>pathetic</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;hey yoz...todae got nth to do...long time...nvr rite my blogg....im am sooo damn tired....hey im sooo happy coz im improving all my subjects accept I still got to focused more on my HISTORY...um...yesterday after our school concert&gt;it was damn boring&lt;...i went to zps with YanJun by taxi n it cost $4.30...Juz as we reached there, YanJun called her frenz n they told tht they were at great world city...It was sooo pathetic n i ended up going to TB myself...it was such a waste of money....juz roaming there n bought smthing...hehe...then bought drinks...after that i went home....and todae after school....some of the pupils stayed in class including me n my bestie....i dropped smthing on the floor under siew ying's table n saw a dead milipede n i realised that the milipede was there for a few days... siew ying asked the boyz to throw it away but nobody listen. I stared at the milipede and it was sooo disgusting.........a few mins later, there this pathetic boy in my class n he went to see the milipede. We went away frm our table and asked him to pick it up instead of tht he scared us like as if he picked it up...siew ying ran n shouted but i only yelled...then...ok...this was damn disgusting....he took the dust pan and tore the milipede into half...eeee...then gave his hp to my friend&gt;lionel&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Soo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;o path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;etic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-112882198823837114?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/112882198823837114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=112882198823837114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/112882198823837114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/112882198823837114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/2005/10/pathetic_08.html' title='pathetic'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</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-17631513.post-112882129632767682</id><published>2005-10-08T23:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T05:40:20.596-02:00</updated><title type='text'>hhehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey todae is my bdae n im sooo happy.....get new hp SIEMENS m55...hahaz...juz love my hp alot....also get new simcard already...to dae in school i received a gift frm my friend*siew ying*, then another friend followed by another n another...wateva...okz todae got nth to do juz sit alone n using my hp...um...I have dropped it for than 1 time..lol...im sooo worried...aiyah frankly speaking got so many incidents happens at my bdae...ya then 3 aug still got 2.4km running...wish me luck n hope i pass getting 5 pts...um...gtg see ya agn...toodles...my bdae&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;t mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ch to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;sae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-112882129632767682?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/112882129632767682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=112882129632767682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/112882129632767682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/112882129632767682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/2005/10/hhehe.html' title='hhehe'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</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-17631513.post-112882114879899063</id><published>2005-10-08T23:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T05:43:25.770-02:00</updated><title type='text'>plainn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm.....todae sch was okay......first lesson was math, then music got to memorise the tonic solfa...then got PE need to run for 10 rounds so tiring but was fun....then is biology.....after that recess unforunately i receive a retension form for not handing in my project to teacher on time so recess see teacher then tell her the truth luckily she took back the form hahaz....after that was my malay lesson got malay test after that is english lesson need to speech in front of the class but it was not my turn other days then we do it so after that we got Innoscience n it was damn fun....we do apple juice then we crack our egg n we get our lame shapes hahaz...it was soo fun oklah got nth to say...better go...toddles...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;g so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;plain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-112882114879899063?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/112882114879899063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=112882114879899063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/112882114879899063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/112882114879899063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/2005/10/plainn.html' title='plainn'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</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-17631513.post-112882087292965344</id><published>2005-10-08T23:12:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T05:49:32.733-02:00</updated><title type='text'>~love~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I WAS AFRAID TO TALK TO YOU...WHEN I TALKED TO YOU...I WAS AFRAID TO HOLD YOU...WHEN I HOLD YOU...I WAS AFRAID TO LOVE YOU...NOW THAT I LOVE YOU ...I'M AFRAID TO LOSE YOU...SOMETIMES LOVE HURTS...BUT IF IT DOESN'T HURT...THEN IT ISN'T LOVE...HOLD ON TO THE PERSON U LOVE...BEFORE HE/SHE SLIPS AWAY...AND U CAN NEVER GET HIM/HER BACK...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;When you are together with that special someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You pretend to ignore that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But when that special someone is not around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You might look around to find them.At that moment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;you are in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Although there is someone else who always makes you laugh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Your eyes and attention might go only to that special someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Then, you are in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Although that special someone was supposed to have called you long back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;To let you know of their safe arrival,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Your phone is quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You are desperately waiting for the call!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;At that moment, you are in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;If you are much more excited for one short e-mail from that special,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;someone than other many long e-mails,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You are in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;When you find yourself as one who cannot erase &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;all the messages in your answering machine because of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;one message from that special someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You are in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;When you get a couple of free movie tickets,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You would not hesitate to think of that special someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Then, you are in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You keep telling yourself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"That special someone is just a friend",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But you realize that you cannot avoid that person's special attraction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;At that moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You are in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;While you are reading this page,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;If someone appears in your mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Then you are in love with that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;~*THIS IS WHAT LOVE ARE FOR*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Love is al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;wayz a spe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;cial one t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hat u ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;n't avo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;id it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-112882087292965344?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17631513.post-112882031844957088</id><published>2005-10-08T23:09:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T06:10:51.656-02:00</updated><title type='text'>bo-bo-boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;sch is juz as it can be goin sch,study ,play,kena disturb by my horrible frenz....everythingis as usual......todae me do nth nth to do opps...say wrongly..lol...not funny actually but its so lame n crap...but todae go home do my homework first then play com.....checking my friendster....aiya no changes then play, play, play until evening....study a bit...very tired n lazy hahax.....at night watch TV if have any programmes which is cool.....then go into my bedroom, telling secrets with my brother.....so cool..........then dunno wat to do need to go sleep or else kena scolded by ma father.....it aint cool.....tired so sleep...........(like alwayz but as for todae riting my blogg)hmmm.....might as well end my lame story here....toddles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-112882031844957088?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/112882031844957088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=112882031844957088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/112882031844957088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/112882031844957088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/2005/10/bo-bo-boring.html' title='bo-bo-boring'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</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-17631513.post-112882010526130614</id><published>2005-10-08T23:04:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T06:14:21.183-02:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey!Todae...hmm...i was likely to talk bout shit school song but is quite lame so juz talk bout other things....hmm..there is this boy in my class n his name is(better dun mention names..ruin my blogg)he is such a nuisance sia.....1)likes to disturb galZ in class 2)alwayz talkz shit n crapZ in class 3)very,very,very talkative 4)He's lame n funny 5)To mee he suck to the core n thats all fer todae...toddles...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;soo sor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ry..=0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17631513-112882010526130614?l=hidden-alibis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/feeds/112882010526130614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17631513&amp;postID=112882010526130614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/112882010526130614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17631513/posts/default/112882010526130614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-alibis.blogspot.com/2005/10/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>ShaZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17105569452242270430</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-17631513.post-112882105076857858</id><published>2005-10-08T14:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T06:22:19.230-02:00</updated><title type='text'>fun all the time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey!&lt;br /&gt;me long time nvr blogg anymore miss em' so much...u noe wat since im in sec school rite very bz already to rite my blogg...got so many things to do also dun have time...ok i got soo many stories to tell but im juz gonna tell u one story...kz...hey before that let me tell ya guyz something u noe ah i spend doin my blogg for about 5hrs juz for finding a better skin then another 1 1/2hrs i spend it by checking my friendster, emails etc...um..I got 1 story that i wanna tell all of u...ok...On the 20th of May on frday, me n my bestie,Asyuraa decided to watch a movie at Plaza Singapura..the show starts at 2.4opm so after school at 1.00 pm we quickly went to the station bus to the queenstown mrt station...then we waited for 2 mins for the train to arrive...after that when we reached at plaza singapura we dashed to the ticket booth n bought our tickets but unfortunately we got the 2nd front row...In theatre while waiting for the show to start we're finding a suitable seat for us(we didnt seat at our usual place that was given)...then we saw 2 empty seats ringht in the middle n it was juz nice...so we thought that nobody was siting there n at about how many minutes later while we were enjoying some snacks there this 2 galz came to us n told us that it was their seats...we were very embarrased as the ppl in cinema were looking at us finding our seats...unlucky me n her...after the show had end at 5.10pm *the show was 2 1/2 hours* we roamed arnd the plaza for a while then we go eat at McD...ater that we go home...it was juz soo cool...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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