<?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-3591984697511479599</id><updated>2011-07-08T13:38:59.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Izzati/arysto</title><subtitle type='html'>private life.yet public knowledge.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-2524355212836491595</id><published>2010-05-04T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T00:49:12.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 3: 4th day of the month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;thank god,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;u know its &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;4th &lt;/span&gt;day of the month, A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;u know how i wait for this 4th day every month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;thank god,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;u know u &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;wont forget&lt;/span&gt; it this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;i appreciate&lt;/span&gt; it when u take noticed how i value &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;our day&lt;/span&gt;, and u do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;, for every action that show how much u love me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Z,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;july'09-ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-2524355212836491595?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/2524355212836491595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=2524355212836491595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/2524355212836491595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/2524355212836491595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2010/05/episode-3-4th-day-of-month.html' title='episode 3: 4th day of the month'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-5482939743287485525</id><published>2010-04-26T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T01:18:36.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 2 : past 2 months</title><content type='html'>its been a while since the last episode.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;through this rough 2 months, a lot had happened.. A LOT..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are sweet memories, bitter and dark times as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i learnt a lot from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some of the things that really gave an impact in this roller coaster ride of my life :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;1. tragedy february, 12th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;2. this year's valentine. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;3. true meaning of friendship. includes VALUE and TYPE of friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;4. relationship with A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;5. hard times in life that really build the foundation of your inner-self. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;    (not sure whether foundation is the correct word for it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;6. fun times spent with them - i'll miss you guys the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;7. whoever that stood beside me when im in 'pain'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to those people who has helped me a lot. you know who you are. *wink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to those people who hurt me a lot too. because of you, im stronger than ever. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-enough said-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever happened, i believed and realized the are hidden meanings in each incidents and god has prepared the best route for me in life =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : sorry bloggie i've left you for a long time. hope i'll treat you better. ;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Z,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;facing finals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-5482939743287485525?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/5482939743287485525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=5482939743287485525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/5482939743287485525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/5482939743287485525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2010/04/episode-2.html' title='episode 2 : past 2 months'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-2102972112973627404</id><published>2010-02-27T17:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T19:12:55.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 1 : pride and ego and dignity</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;jatuh ker ego or pride or dignity seseorang if dia mintak maaf?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;been thinking bout it, a while..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if the answer is yes.. then i probably wont have any ego..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no dignity.. no pride.. what ever u calling it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"perlu ke nak tunggu orang lain cakap maaf, baru boleh dia cakap maaf?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if thats the case, dont bother saying sorry. i dont need it if its not really coming from the bottom of your heart. if you mean it, dont wait for others to start 1st.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"hina sangat ke diri ni sampai dia sesuka hati dia jer nak cakap pape bila-bila dia suka?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if that so, you can call me your slave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"harus ke diri ni tahan dengan perangai yang mudah lupa diri bila marah?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i dont love you, maybe i dont have to put up with that kind of attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, you can say im blinded by love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"berbaloi ke segala ape yang diri ni tanggung?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i can be happy in the end, maybe it worth the wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"susah sangat ke nak kawal diri atau ubah perangai buruk tanpa fikirkan ego?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you still want to maintain your ego, sir. then dont blame me if im your runaway slave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : no matter what u said, u r still in my heart. i will never forget this feeling of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Z,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-potential runaway slave-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-2102972112973627404?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/2102972112973627404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=2102972112973627404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/2102972112973627404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/2102972112973627404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2010/02/episode-1-pride-and-ego-and-dignity.html' title='episode 1 : pride and ego and dignity'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-5151053670425844447</id><published>2009-12-08T01:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T02:14:35.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 22 : LIMA 09.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/Sx1EmGg1bNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BT_C5G5R0Zg/s1600-h/DSC05509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/Sx1EmGg1bNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BT_C5G5R0Zg/s320/DSC05509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412557748543253714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th nov until 4th dec.&lt;br /&gt;went to langkawi. daddy has a job there. stuff to do with the lima thingy.&lt;br /&gt;stayed at mutiara bay resort. the chalet we got, was facing the sea. soothing view. nice.&lt;br /&gt;never got a chance before to see the show. i was pretty excited to tell u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched those jets by the side of the airport. it is cool. honestly,am proud of it! :)&lt;br /&gt;watched them do those formations and styles. awesome. some experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, too bad for me. i got sick.&lt;br /&gt;high fever. bad tonsils. spinning head.&lt;br /&gt;full package.&lt;br /&gt;still doesnt stop me from walking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought we wont be able to take few snaps with those jets.&lt;br /&gt;coz its only open to public on 5th. we'll be gone by then.&lt;br /&gt;daddy did a good job in getting the passes to let us in.&lt;br /&gt;actually thanks to our neighbour who worked for the LIMA's organizer.&lt;br /&gt;he got us those passes.&lt;br /&gt;ok. ok. ok. thanks to u too daddy.if u didnt make the call,we wont get it either.&lt;br /&gt;happy dad??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/Sx1Em2PQNcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/k6WGd6_aTE0/s1600-h/DSC05507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/Sx1Em2PQNcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/k6WGd6_aTE0/s320/DSC05507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412557761354413506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting those passes just make the trip perfect.&lt;br /&gt;ouh i thought i found gamat.&lt;br /&gt;it looks yucky.. still managed to put it in the plastic bag and named it GaGa.&lt;br /&gt;i really really thought its the real gamat. i wanna bring it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then this uncle said, "ouhh tu bukan gamat.. tu BUTUH KELING"&lt;br /&gt;im liked... what the fuckk???&lt;br /&gt;what in the hell is butuh keling. well it looks like shit. i mean serious shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/Sx1Amh_OGBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ntcxLTGKn-w/s1600-h/DSC05503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/Sx1Amh_OGBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ntcxLTGKn-w/s320/DSC05503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412553357871945746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told u so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know why i think its gamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then. later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-got sunburnt-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-5151053670425844447?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/5151053670425844447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=5151053670425844447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/5151053670425844447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/5151053670425844447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/12/episode-22-lima-09.html' title='episode 22 : LIMA 09.'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/Sx1EmGg1bNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BT_C5G5R0Zg/s72-c/DSC05509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-1403902048062106109</id><published>2009-11-13T22:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T01:10:15.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 21 : end of sem &amp; MatsuJun!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Umedetto!!!! (congrats in jap)&lt;br /&gt;Banzai!! (hurray in jap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;umedetto n banzai because finally 3rd sem has finished!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are pretty tough.. *sigh..&lt;br /&gt;since when exams are easy anyway???&lt;br /&gt;enough said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new addiction right now are japanese's soap opera n matsumoto jun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hikhikhik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MatsuJun aka Matsumoto Jun-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://osaka.cool.ne.jp/yoshikorika/jun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 261px;" src="http://osaka.cool.ne.jp/yoshikorika/jun.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://queenofsheeba.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/matsumoto-jun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 258px;" src="http://queenofsheeba.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/matsumoto-jun.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matsujun is a member of Arashi, quite popular boyband in japan.&lt;br /&gt;derang nih ala-ala n'sync laa..&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll upload one of the arashi's vclip later aite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Z&lt;br /&gt;-matsumoto-kun, ai shi teru!! -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-1403902048062106109?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/1403902048062106109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=1403902048062106109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/1403902048062106109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/1403902048062106109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/11/episode-21-end-of-sem-matsujun.html' title='episode 21 : end of sem &amp; MatsuJun!!'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-7978339193175267685</id><published>2009-10-04T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T00:36:28.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 20 :3months of love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SsjM0C-0BYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/MG7LSw5s0ns/s1600-h/DSC00200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SsjM0C-0BYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/MG7LSw5s0ns/s320/DSC00200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388782148674389378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its already 3months, im in a relationship with A.&lt;br /&gt;well.. thats 3months of an official relationship.&lt;br /&gt;yang x official i think nearly a year..&lt;br /&gt;huhuh..&lt;br /&gt;cant believe it myself..&lt;br /&gt;though he drove me crazy with his attitude of manje, mengade, sensitive, and all.. he still make me fall for him every time he shows that attitude of prot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ective, super-loving, thoughtful, charismatic, fun, poetic (sometimes) and so much more..&lt;br /&gt;hahhah.. i super-love you, darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SsjMz27r85I/AAAAAAAAAEg/CfYcmDYyfkk/s1600-h/DSC00072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SsjMz27r85I/AAAAAAAAAEg/CfYcmDYyfkk/s320/DSC00072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388782145440052114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate to admit that im in a long distance relationship. used to hate that kind of r/ship..&lt;br /&gt;but im in one now. it is hard. where all you have to keep the relationship are only love and trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i trust him? yes.&lt;br /&gt;do i love him? super-yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sure that he loves me too.. but does he trust me?&lt;br /&gt;that im not 100% sure. *sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,i cant blame him that much as he's feeling insecure as im freely out here while he's living hell in there. i tried to make him put that sacred trust in me. but due to some unwanted series of events, he has chosen to not put that 100% trust in me.&lt;br /&gt;i understand him. maybe i would do the same if i were in his shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but darling, do know this..&lt;br /&gt;i love you with all of my heart. i am a crazy and wild (sometimes) bitch. but im only doing it because there's so much in life that i dont want to miss and i want to taste every bit of it in my youth years.&lt;br /&gt;above all, i put u on top of everything. i'll make sure, you wont get hur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;t coz of my doings. i'll make sure, you got my full commitment and love.&lt;br /&gt;oraite darling?&lt;br /&gt;you are my everything in life. could not bear a day without you, starting from hearing you say 'good morning baby' until you put me to sleep with your sweet good night wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SsjLwhoi8jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PJBqsYLNmIQ/s1600-h/24092009778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SsjLwhoi8jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PJBqsYLNmIQ/s320/24092009778.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388780988671390258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i look forward for every 4th day of every month so we can cherish the memorable event that happened on the 4th july.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang, i love you with each of my heart beat. i love you from the beginning til the end.&lt;br /&gt;happy 3 months darling. hope your happy with me. : j&lt;br /&gt;mwahhxx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Z&lt;br /&gt;heart you sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-7978339193175267685?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/7978339193175267685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=7978339193175267685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/7978339193175267685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/7978339193175267685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/10/episode-20-3months-of-love.html' title='episode 20 :3months of love.'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SsjM0C-0BYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/MG7LSw5s0ns/s72-c/DSC00200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-2229968976850693957</id><published>2009-09-17T03:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T04:06:24.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 19 : white flag??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SrFBhjtuInI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MHjTD7rafjE/s1600-h/06042009406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SrFBhjtuInI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MHjTD7rafjE/s320/06042009406.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382155074462950002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as james morrison said, 'love is hard'.&lt;br /&gt;as you all know, its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things with A sometimes are rough. yeah, all relationships have their ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;same goes with mine. BUT, the question is,how much longer can i put up with this shit?&lt;br /&gt;its not that im not happy with him. i am!&lt;br /&gt;i know who i want. its him!&lt;br /&gt;i know who i want to be with. its him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people have their own flaws. and there's no way im not 1 of them.&lt;br /&gt;i try to make myself a better person for you. and still trying..&lt;br /&gt;im not sure whether u noticed it or not.&lt;br /&gt;maybe u do,but choose to not acknowledge it.&lt;br /&gt;or ur just not good in expressing ur appreciation to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtv it is...i dont mind doing anything to keep the relationship going.&lt;br /&gt;but, i could use some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;appreciation&lt;/span&gt; from you.&lt;br /&gt;it kills me everytime knowing,what i did seems not enough to you.&lt;br /&gt;are they really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not enough&lt;/span&gt; or you just too demanding?&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to play the role of a boyfriend in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know there should be give and take.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to 'give' all the time. i love to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'take' &lt;/span&gt;too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know things are hard for you in 'there'..&lt;br /&gt;but darling, things aint easy for me out here too..&lt;br /&gt;i'm always here for you.&lt;br /&gt;and i know, u'll be there when i need you but, will you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; be there??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : am i seeing myself raising a white flag in this silent 'war'?&lt;br /&gt;       does it worth the consequences?&lt;br /&gt;       too much ques, barely have an answer to each of them.&lt;br /&gt;       1 thing for sure. i really love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Z.&lt;br /&gt;-begging u to understand.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-2229968976850693957?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/2229968976850693957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=2229968976850693957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/2229968976850693957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/2229968976850693957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/09/episode-19-white-flag.html' title='episode 19 : white flag??'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SrFBhjtuInI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MHjTD7rafjE/s72-c/06042009406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-1115690115176081931</id><published>2009-09-06T15:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T17:22:45.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 18 : updates</title><content type='html'>its been a while..&lt;br /&gt;and a lot happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a start, i managed to finish up ' The Thousand Splendid Suns'. quite an accomplishment i supposed. glad i could make it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;now moving on to 'The Wedding' by Nicholas Sparks who is also an author for 'The Notebook' and 'Walk To Remember'. i think..huhu&lt;br /&gt;and also 'A Place Called Here' by Cecelia Ahern. ever heard of 'P/S I Love You'? She wrote that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jeanxbookreviews.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/the-wedding.jpg"&gt;                               &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 233px;" src="http://jeanxbookreviews.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/the-wedding.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fourgirlsandabook.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/placehere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 235px;" src="http://fourgirlsandabook.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/placehere.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, cant contact my dear darling anymore. the fone been crushed to bits and pieces by fucking stupid people. so im left alone. n i really really miss him now..&lt;br /&gt;why he has to be so far away from me? this relationship been testing me ever since it started.&lt;br /&gt;is the love worth it all..worth the wait..worth the hardship.&lt;br /&gt;is there any true love at all?? i wonder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://msp296.photobucket.com/albums/mm164/nurseannetta/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 212px;" src="http://msp296.photobucket.com/albums/mm164/nurseannetta/love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, studies.&lt;br /&gt;next week gonna be cramped up with heaps of project works..paper works..presentation..tests and quizzes.. now i really think that 24hours a day is never enough.&lt;br /&gt;can u please make it 48 hours a day,O'God?&lt;br /&gt;huhuh.. still wonder would that be enough or later would be too long for a day..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* humans never have enough..do we?? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh lastly..&lt;br /&gt;painfully, there's been a wild gossip spreading around the cycle of friends in puncak.&lt;br /&gt;its not like i've never been gossiped before.. just this time i think they went overboard!&lt;br /&gt;1st of all, thank you for making me the center of your conversation.. thank you for all your concerns about me. I APPRECIATE IT SO MUCH GUYS! -rolled eyes-&lt;br /&gt;yes i know, people talk and there's nothing we can do about it because realised it or not, we might have done the same to others even to our close friends, right?? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, lets look ahead and pray for a better and brighter day.&lt;br /&gt;those are just the bitter sweet of life which would taught and made us more matured in leading a life. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : last 4th Sept 09, is our 2nd monthsary! happy 2months darling!&lt;br /&gt;      love you! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;z.&lt;br /&gt;-ramadhan.cant wait for eidulfitri-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-1115690115176081931?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/1115690115176081931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=1115690115176081931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/1115690115176081931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/1115690115176081931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/09/episode-18-updates.html' title='episode 18 : updates'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-8827360815067201584</id><published>2009-08-24T03:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T03:18:31.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 17 : Ramadhan! 0: )</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;time really flies..&lt;br /&gt;and now its ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;not to forget, exams are on this week too..&lt;br /&gt;haih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate exams..as if nobody dont..&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this ramadhan..saya berazam untuk finish up reading a book lend to me..&lt;br /&gt;this is a BIG task for me..as i dont read novels that much..&lt;br /&gt;TETAPI..walaubagaimanapun -ceyhh-&lt;br /&gt;saya akan berjaya juga..no matter how long it takes! ahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh..just for the record..&lt;br /&gt;Mum bought me a new elle shades..&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;sangat baik hati yer maa..&lt;br /&gt;thank you anyway..&lt;br /&gt;jasamu akan ku kenang jua..&lt;br /&gt;:-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : sepatut nya ramadhan nih berazam la nak wat amal jariah sket..&lt;br /&gt;         nih, berazam nk bace buku jer..&lt;br /&gt;         hehehe.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Z&lt;br /&gt;-happy ramadhan!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-8827360815067201584?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/8827360815067201584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=8827360815067201584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/8827360815067201584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/8827360815067201584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/08/episode-17-ramadhan-0.html' title='episode 17 : Ramadhan! 0: )'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-8720903618366946572</id><published>2009-07-30T03:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T04:01:57.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 16 : Vaingloriously!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SnCp27V97aI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KDxLcdzzlEs/s1600-h/cover-up-victorias-secret-maxi-dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SnCp27V97aI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KDxLcdzzlEs/s320/cover-up-victorias-secret-maxi-dress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363973917306121634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SnCpLbyEHCI/AAAAAAAAADw/x8qHStbV7FA/s1600-h/product-images--03c6f094ff8cea19a1b0797dd368ae0f19f5892d-52e04d3dc55832f0--jpg_sqthumb_large--womensdresses-victoria-apos-s-secret-terry-smocked-maxi-dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 343px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SnCpLbyEHCI/AAAAAAAAADw/x8qHStbV7FA/s320/product-images--03c6f094ff8cea19a1b0797dd368ae0f19f5892d-52e04d3dc55832f0--jpg_sqthumb_large--womensdresses-victoria-apos-s-secret-terry-smocked-maxi-dress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363973170099657762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SnCgvOoX8iI/AAAAAAAAADQ/W9EOTxY6MhU/s1600-h/cover-up-victorias-secret-maxi-dress.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it people! this girl cant handle it anymore!&lt;br /&gt;she wants it..and she wants it bad!&lt;br /&gt;hahhahaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i know its a bit outdated that i want to say this right now..&lt;br /&gt;but i've been searching for the perfect one..for agess...now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i just want to share it with the world!&lt;br /&gt;ok people, if you ever spotted one that have the same critereas as pictures below..&lt;br /&gt;please..pleasee let me know where it is..&lt;br /&gt;*wink..wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far the dresses that i've found and i truly fall in love with are like rm100 and above..&lt;br /&gt;and sebagai student yang tidak lah berapa nak kembung sangat purse nye..i can only touch and wave goodbye to the dress..huhuhu  :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at this,girls :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SnCgwBsMMjI/AAAAAAAAADo/qzuq2T-G-ic/s1600-h/look-for-less-maxi-dress-flats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SnCgwBsMMjI/AAAAAAAAADo/qzuq2T-G-ic/s320/look-for-less-maxi-dress-flats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363963903146209842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SnCgvvK8esI/AAAAAAAAADY/XzH37L6uW9s/s1600-h/36120_in_xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SnCgvvK8esI/AAAAAAAAADY/XzH37L6uW9s/s320/36120_in_xl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363963898174929602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SnCgvx2xhUI/AAAAAAAAADg/aIPI6j3Rd-M/s1600-h/product-images--902974ffc3d6466fccc6324152f9411225d39cec-b49c252c88d7f9c0--jpg_sqthumb_large--womensdresses-antibes-maxi-day-dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SnCgvx2xhUI/AAAAAAAAADg/aIPI6j3Rd-M/s320/product-images--902974ffc3d6466fccc6324152f9411225d39cec-b49c252c88d7f9c0--jpg_sqthumb_large--womensdresses-antibes-maxi-day-dress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363963898895631682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SnCqM39uzjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/dHJKGjVXqmI/s1600-h/orchard_maxi_dress_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SnCqM39uzjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/dHJKGjVXqmI/s320/orchard_maxi_dress_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363974294356282930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in love with the dress just like in the 1st picture..the blue printed maxi dress..(not the one with actual girl wearing it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the design,the shape, everything is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;..&lt;br /&gt;*sighh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so again people...&lt;br /&gt;if you ever see one that you think i might like it..&lt;br /&gt;please dont hesitate to let me know aite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhuh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s &lt;/span&gt;: when i tell this to a friend of mine..this person straightly said "vaingloriously izzati"..&lt;br /&gt;     hahha..dont really care if it suits me or not..&lt;br /&gt;     its all about the maxi dress!!! nyahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-me want dress!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-8720903618366946572?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/8720903618366946572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=8720903618366946572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/8720903618366946572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/8720903618366946572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/07/episode-16-vaingloriously.html' title='episode 16 : Vaingloriously!'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SnCp27V97aI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KDxLcdzzlEs/s72-c/cover-up-victorias-secret-maxi-dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-8867866962043881376</id><published>2009-07-26T03:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T03:49:15.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 15 : pretend - all the right moves</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was late yeah but you were awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You asked for a cigarette, then asked me to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The scent that you wore sent dirty thoughts to my brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah your smile turns me insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It was then we got lost in a dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When we woke we found some distance between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah cuz, you keep running, you keep running away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm ready to fall, and I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm ready to take, what I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I Keep running, I Keep running away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It was raining when you told me leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You were complaining I was out of your league&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The night it was draining, I was feeling fatigued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So I nodded off to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It was then I saw the light from the sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When I woke up I knew the magic was gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All cuz, you keep running, you keep running away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm ready to fall, and I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm ready to take, what I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I Keep running, I Keep running away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can we live this moment over again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know we're not lovers but we can pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We can sail across the world in the sheets of your bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s :&lt;/span&gt; Millions thanks and apologies to B.&lt;br /&gt;         your words will never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;          :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Z.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-8867866962043881376?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/8867866962043881376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=8867866962043881376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/8867866962043881376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/8867866962043881376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/07/episode-15-pretend-all-right-moves.html' title='episode 15 : pretend - all the right moves'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-454329926213352608</id><published>2009-07-22T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T16:58:29.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 14  : Memoirs of a fateful starry night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smiles exchanged,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stories told,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feeling estranged,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daring and bold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;glances from around unimportant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as we got closer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;staying closer yet for comfort,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wondering if you were a good kisser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you held me in a trance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my question answered,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enjoying every chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;while my heartbeat fastened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wind blowing on our faces,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;staring at the stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the colour of the sky changes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;light shining down in spirals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was it fate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that i met you that night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was it a mistake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that we stayed together til the break of new light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s &lt;/span&gt;: a beautiful yet thoughtful poem shall be appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;         ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;         thanks B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-454329926213352608?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/454329926213352608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=454329926213352608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/454329926213352608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/454329926213352608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/07/episode-14-memoirs-of-fateful-starry.html' title='episode 14  : Memoirs of a fateful starry night'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-6927597943388312891</id><published>2009-06-30T03:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T03:25:39.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 13 : Russia..hahah</title><content type='html'>yesterday..met up with wadie..&lt;br /&gt;a friend from russia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- fyi : a malaysian,studying medic in russia-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha..lepak at jj near my house..make a full tour around jj..&lt;br /&gt;never thot the jj is that big!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he gave me a cute lil souvenir from there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SkkTaernEBI/AAAAAAAAADI/m1Ng_kl6dsU/s1600-h/30062009609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SkkTaernEBI/AAAAAAAAADI/m1Ng_kl6dsU/s320/30062009609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352830977740050450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fyi &lt;/span&gt;: bile si comel ijau nih digoncang-goncangkan..&lt;br /&gt;ader cam glitter confetti beterbangan di dalam crystal-like ball tuh..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..sgt cantik + comel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a 1st time meeting him &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;as a friend&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;he's okayh..just nice..kepale agak sengal..&lt;br /&gt;bagus itu ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just cant wait for him to bring his shesha from russia..&lt;br /&gt;mix the flava with milk..&lt;br /&gt;gona smoke it like hell...&lt;br /&gt;hehehhe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yippeee... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Z&lt;br /&gt;-nk shesha!!-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-6927597943388312891?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/6927597943388312891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=6927597943388312891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/6927597943388312891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/6927597943388312891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/06/episode-13-russiahahah.html' title='episode 13 : Russia..hahah'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SkkTaernEBI/AAAAAAAAADI/m1Ng_kl6dsU/s72-c/30062009609.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-2003671591266807510</id><published>2009-06-30T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T03:11:12.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 12 :</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;bumped into this 1video by the japanese musician..&lt;br /&gt;playing Saxophone...damn..&lt;br /&gt;saye totally cair yer apabile terdengar bunyi sax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out this video : njoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-fxs_ZWXH4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-fxs_ZWXH4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i dedicate this video to my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A*** A*****,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        and to all of my darling friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-2003671591266807510?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/2003671591266807510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=2003671591266807510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/2003671591266807510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/2003671591266807510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/06/episode-12.html' title='episode 12 :'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-8221033280413199225</id><published>2009-06-16T07:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T07:54:50.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 11 : missing him!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;its already been 9 days he's not around..&lt;br /&gt;cant do much bout it.&lt;br /&gt;gotta wait until &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;3months..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how am i gonna survive this 3 months,..&lt;br /&gt;its been so cold..so lonely without him around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah,if you ask am i into him??&lt;br /&gt;i'll say not just into him..I LOVE HIM..&lt;br /&gt;thank you very much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not the same when he's away..&lt;br /&gt;day might look the same..&lt;br /&gt;but it feels empty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's the best..aint gona find the same to replace him..&lt;br /&gt;no one can replace him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope it'll stay this way..&lt;br /&gt;coz people will only appreciate things that are gone..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- besides that.. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living in uitm shah alam has been killing me..!!&lt;br /&gt;note this.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;KILLING ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh..why me?? whyyy???&lt;br /&gt; with super bullet train-like course..&lt;br /&gt;with people acting out weirdly and differently&lt;br /&gt;things has gone topsy-turvy for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama said : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kate nak wat fast track...so deal with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my otak said : thank you very much for your lovely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SUPPORT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;maa..really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HELPS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;me alot!!&lt;br /&gt;                          -rolled eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;student life should be fun!&lt;br /&gt;student life should be amazing!&lt;br /&gt;student life should be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can this be fun,amazing and happy with all of this stressness and pressure??&lt;br /&gt;fuck la weyhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals is next week..&lt;br /&gt;damn..a month just passed-by like that??&lt;br /&gt;ok..maybe not so a month..&lt;br /&gt;its 3weeks..but still!&lt;br /&gt;sriously..im not ready for the finals.. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me all the best..and pray for me..&lt;br /&gt;hope i can do this and passed with flying colours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;honey darling, take care of yourself..i'm here waiting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         i miss you like crazy..got no more tears for you..all dried up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         i love you like crazy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         mwahxxx..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;missing you,&lt;br /&gt;Z..&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-8221033280413199225?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/8221033280413199225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=8221033280413199225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/8221033280413199225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/8221033280413199225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/06/episode-11-missing-him.html' title='episode 11 : missing him!'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-2322965397697145519</id><published>2009-05-20T09:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:04:25.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 10 : bronze!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hola holie helo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got back from masum in perlis on monday..straight to main campus for damn short course. shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its damn hectic..damn tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but thinking back bout it..a week in perlis..it was all worth it ..worth of an experience..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never join any sports before..for a 1st time in my life,im surrounded by all the sportsmen and sportswomen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel glad..honoured..flattered.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the best part is..i won a bronze medal for the individual karate kumite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my 1ST MEDAL EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah..sounds a bit pathetic,but who gives a damn???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our team won alot of medal for karate..well sort of..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kinda proud of the team..we didnt train that well enough..yet manage to win some medals..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was some experience for me..1 of the best part of my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so im gona take diz karate thingy for serious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its fun..gotta to enlarge networks..hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i really do respect the uia team..they're good..yet nice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;especially the team captain..abg iman! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha..sgt comel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but his movement...sgt sharp n cantik..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hope can learn from him doo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hihih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lastly..wish me the best for karate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s : gona post some pics after diz aite.. mwahx2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;luv,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Z.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heiiyaaa..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-2322965397697145519?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/2322965397697145519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=2322965397697145519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/2322965397697145519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/2322965397697145519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/05/episode-10-bronze.html' title='episode 10 : bronze!!'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-7147963500253919050</id><published>2009-05-07T02:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T02:55:41.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 9 : a bit settled down~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finally..transformed my bloggie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe..hope i wont have to change it anymore.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now,at last! costing paper is over! its like 7/8 hell of a burden is off the shoulder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thats just leave the islamic studies paper and english paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cant wait to get them finish. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;moving on to social life cycle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A is back people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yippeeee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now i dont have to worry anymore..dont have to search for A anymore.it feels good that A is back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe..just love to know that A is around. it somehow makes me feel safe.and most important : comfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ouh and about the karate thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cant imagine my hectic life gonna start in a few days! bencii arrhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;actually i dont think i can go far..if i survived a few rounds,its already damn fucking good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im in this martial art not more than half a year..its only been a few months..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so whatever it is,glad to join it and gain new experience! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heyy..atleast gotta give some credit for being able to be selected..aint it? heehehe... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;til then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;z.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s : u know u miss me.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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down~'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-1759495844483603210</id><published>2009-04-30T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:29:11.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 8 : refreshing!</title><content type='html'>goshh..its been a while..&lt;br /&gt;this blog is still under-construction..havent got a full time to spend on it..&lt;br /&gt;been busy with my life lately! pluss examssss...heh..&lt;br /&gt;anyway..gotta refresh this shitty blog..coz we sure dont wanna look the same as everybody else..dont we??&lt;br /&gt;hiahahahha..&lt;br /&gt;til then..catch ya later..&lt;br /&gt;mwahx3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Z.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-1759495844483603210?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/1759495844483603210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=1759495844483603210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/1759495844483603210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/1759495844483603210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/04/episode-8-refreshing.html' title='episode 8 : refreshing!'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-4385889846740146881</id><published>2009-04-12T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:15:21.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 7 : karate!</title><content type='html'>wooohooooo!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;im definitely going to UUM for masum. ( majlis sukan universiti malaysia) =D&lt;br /&gt;cant believe it either.im going under karate club..&lt;br /&gt;izzati n karate???&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa...cant believe it..but as adidas said it : impossible is nothing..&lt;br /&gt;n i remember sir nike said,"just do it!"&lt;br /&gt;hahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im going on 13th may until 19th..&lt;br /&gt;damn..it also means no 1weeek holiday for me..sad =(&lt;br /&gt;right after that,im straight in for the intersession..&lt;br /&gt;god! life gonna be damn hectic..atleast i got an xcuse to escape from the stupid perfact camp..&lt;br /&gt;hehehhe...camping is not really my thing..though they said its fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on other note,&lt;br /&gt;i miss A so much...&lt;br /&gt;why A is doing this to me..&lt;br /&gt;("-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Z&lt;br /&gt;xoxo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-4385889846740146881?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/4385889846740146881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=4385889846740146881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/4385889846740146881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/4385889846740146881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/04/episode-7-karate.html' title='episode 7 : karate!'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-4889727505879791014</id><published>2009-04-06T09:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T10:36:39.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 7 : men..~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;havent talk to him for a quite a long time. Ever since that day,he dissappear from my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i tried to contact him..no use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;he completely erase me from his life. but why? why must he do that? what happen to all of his promises? just a bunch of sweet words structured to make me feel good? foolish me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;or am i being too selfish? think bout me and how i feel all the way long while he's been sacrifising everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;im sorry if im being a monster upon you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;all of a sudden..he called!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but there's silence..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;talk to me,A!! goshh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i dunno what's in your mind..whatever it is..im sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;next..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;guilty possessed me when im in contact with D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but im only doing it as a friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;somehow i love the guilty pleasure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;haha..cant blame me for that. D is kinda interesting..plus nothing is wrong with enlarging the network..aint it?&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ouhh..just now..i bumped into J's page..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;gotta give credit to him for having a new gf..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;cepat jer ann..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;what happen to that poor lil I..hahha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;no wonder people saw her crying the other day..some said its about J..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;maybe my friends are right...he could be a so called playboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but i see him differently..not a player..but in desperate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;desperate for love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ouh well...hope your happy J.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;then..it's N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;im afraid that he's having a high expectation from me. im not gonna be your rebound girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;im here as your friend..plus if i do wanna go further in it..he's just too far away..anyway,it wouldnt be fun anymore..hahah..gotta enjoy the youth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;things with I..as usual..sometimes he's there..sometimes he's not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;another crush that will never work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;yeah..he called sometimes..but then thats it..heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;another one is E..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;we had lunch yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;nice of him to treat me for a lunch..and rushed here after his video shooting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;spent the day with him..he's nice i can say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but then, there's something bout him that sometimes make me feel like i cant really rely on him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;as people said, nobody is perfect..accept him the way he is..as you want others to accept the way you are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;okay..okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;sometimes i do feel like i want him..sometimes i dont..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hehhe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but 1 thing for sure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i fuckingly miss A!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;till then..later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Z..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-4889727505879791014?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/4889727505879791014/comments/default' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-4293743971032740372</id><published>2009-03-29T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T02:55:19.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 6 : mixed up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;things are getting crazier..!!!&lt;br /&gt;with testss..assignmentsss..presentations..&lt;br /&gt;harghhh....benci laa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then to add up the craziness..my karate training..&lt;br /&gt;ever since im in it..i keep on getting blisterss n aches..&lt;br /&gt;heh...well,what keeps me going on is thinking bout the life-experience n being optimistic bout it..&lt;br /&gt;so karate la saye berhari-hari..&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bout my love life..&lt;br /&gt;well i talked to B bout my crush..&lt;br /&gt;he said i should just forget bout my 'C' crush..&lt;br /&gt;coz he didnt treat me rite..&lt;br /&gt;somehow he acted lowly..&lt;br /&gt;its kinda sad..&lt;br /&gt;how can a girl just forget bout her crush just like that.,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now,i chatted with him..&lt;br /&gt;he told me im pretty..in a very casual and simple way..&lt;br /&gt;yippee i suppose??&lt;br /&gt;can feel the tingle or butterfly in the tummy..&lt;br /&gt;but i remembered what B told me..&lt;br /&gt;why i cant have the man that i like..&lt;br /&gt;im bored with accepting people into my life..&lt;br /&gt;why cant i pick the one that i actually have a crush on our 1st meet up?&lt;br /&gt;why cant i be with the one that i actually like in the 1st place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like badboy with actual brains..&lt;br /&gt;i dont need some stupid badboy..which i can just pick up from any club and take home..&lt;br /&gt;goshhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and things with E..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to say this..&lt;br /&gt;but i cant really see any future with him..&lt;br /&gt;right now..im just going with the flow..&lt;br /&gt;just gonna see how far things will be..&lt;br /&gt;he's not really my type.&lt;br /&gt;i cant rely on him that much..i need a man that can be with me when i need him the most..&lt;br /&gt;i dont mean that i cant compremise..&lt;br /&gt;but..he's just not that man yet..&lt;br /&gt;yeah,.everyone is busy with study..im busy too..&lt;br /&gt;payah la mamat nih senang cite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in whole..i need a man who know how to have the fun...witty..got brains..and most important can be by my side when i need him..and know how to put me at an ease..&lt;br /&gt;heh..as the cliche saying goes..&lt;br /&gt;"you dont always get what you want &amp;amp; you'll end up with someone that you hate"&lt;br /&gt;damn..y cant people find something nice to say to motivate people??&lt;br /&gt;maybe coz you live in a real world..n we just have to be realistic??&lt;br /&gt;bullshit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,catch ya later..&lt;br /&gt;Z..&lt;br /&gt;mwahxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-4293743971032740372?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/4293743971032740372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=4293743971032740372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/4293743971032740372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/4293743971032740372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/03/episode-6-mixed-up.html' title='episode 6 : mixed up!'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-6660284566147743677</id><published>2009-03-13T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:37:55.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 5 : recap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;goshh..! been busy lately..didnt have much time to update.&lt;br /&gt;but..as always..i have sooo much to tell..gotta share with the world baby!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all..back to february..&lt;br /&gt;i had THE BEST VALENTINE ever!!.. i repeat..THE BEST VALENTINE!!!&lt;br /&gt;this aint like any other ordinary val's day..where couple go out have dinner..bla bla bla craps!!&lt;br /&gt;my vday was spent with my bestie,A..and S and M..&lt;br /&gt;we went to euphoria..ok fine..maybe its not so valentine since i spent the day with my friends BUT WHO CARES!! its my day...still..hahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;ok back to euphoria...we had the greatest night..ok&lt;br /&gt;we went in..danced like the world is ours..dont give a damn about a thing..&lt;br /&gt;then M spotted our so-called aftas legend..mag..&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe my eyes..i thought he's kind of like nerdy or at least an angel type...u know what i mean..&lt;br /&gt;but seeing him there..&lt;br /&gt;mann...its something okk..&lt;br /&gt;well..to avoid the awkwardness,i asked him 2 dance along with us..&lt;br /&gt;well,grabbing the chance to hit the dancefloor with an ex-aftas president..hahha&lt;br /&gt;he's quite good to admit..so i danced with him thru out the night..&lt;br /&gt;he's kinda notty ok..but i like bad boy! =D&lt;br /&gt;to be honest i do have a crush on him..ok fine..i do ok..!&lt;br /&gt;so what..&lt;br /&gt;he's just soo my type of a guy..except the part that he's kinda short..but lucky enough not shorter than me! yeayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sum up...i hav  a crush on him..and i cant keep my mind off that nite and all the things happened between me and him..&lt;br /&gt;but shit..he doesnt wanna make any move..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg!&lt;br /&gt;talk later..&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;mwahxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-6660284566147743677?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/6660284566147743677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-5546465893863786493</id><published>2009-01-30T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T16:00:59.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 4 : ah fatt!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fat?? gained weight?? got tummy?? bulging fats here and there..&lt;br /&gt;these are what most girls are afraid of...and count me in it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh my godd..ever since the new semester starts...i've been gaining weight..&lt;br /&gt;warrghhhh... i hate this!&lt;br /&gt;A said its ok..he doesnt mind about it..but stilll....&lt;br /&gt;i do mind! damn it!&lt;br /&gt;its not that i love to stuffed myself..its just i've been craving to chew anything...&lt;br /&gt;i cant help myself..hhhahaha&lt;br /&gt;but i do exercise ok..i go for jogging..and aerobics..&lt;br /&gt;guess its still not enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.topnews.in/health/files/eating_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 168px;" src="http://www.topnews.in/health/files/eating_0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well..guess gotta cut down on my carbs..no more eating for fun..ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;just wish i can lose down my weight..and get back to my ideal weight..&lt;br /&gt;-crossed finger-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you fat!&lt;br /&gt;wahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;me..&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-5546465893863786493?l=arysto.blogspot.com' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-8423896119356246996</id><published>2009-01-28T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T23:34:45.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 3 : high school..still???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2007/stylewatch/blog/071203/gossip_girls_300x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2007/stylewatch/blog/071203/gossip_girls_300x400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just cant believe it...what is wrong with these foolish girls who are still bad mouthing about others??while others just dont give a shit anymore on them,they still do about others..omgg..&lt;br /&gt;high school is sooo over k...please lah people..sedar la sket..nape still nak talk about orang lain..just let them do whatever they like..grow up people..get on with your lives..your life cant be that dull..or it is?? haihss..its just so pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;ok fine..i might did it during my high-school years..but hey,its high school...and i left it behind me far away right now since my college year..&lt;br /&gt;i realised it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who are we to talk about others? to bad-mouthing about others?&lt;br /&gt;we are not that perfect..and so is others..&lt;br /&gt;there's so much to life til we dont wanna waste it on talking bad things or even gossipping about people who doesnt do anything bad to us or even connected to us..&lt;br /&gt;cmon girls..grow up will ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of high school..i can believe it either..&lt;br /&gt;how small the world has become..&lt;br /&gt;i bumped into 1 of my old old old old long gone friend's facebook..&lt;br /&gt;noticed my 'old'?&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa...&lt;br /&gt;i think the last time i met him was in form 1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then i found his facebook last night..cant believe my eyes..even brain!&lt;br /&gt;i always thought that all this while,im having some sort of short-term memory lost..&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha..well i guess maybe not..hahha&lt;br /&gt;since i can still remember him,that old friend of mine..&lt;br /&gt;and he is also know my college classmate..&lt;br /&gt;goshh...are we all in malaysia is really that connected??&lt;br /&gt;hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e301/arysto/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e301/arysto/4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont really know what to say..my life after high school seems a lot co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oler,hippier and lots of drama..&lt;br /&gt;which really is me!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;me!!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-8423896119356246996?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/8423896119356246996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=8423896119356246996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/8423896119356246996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/8423896119356246996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/01/episode-3-high-schoolstill.html' title='episode 3 : high school..still???'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-8708736330866622733</id><published>2009-01-18T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:17:20.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 2 : Karate-do!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;new semester..new thing 4 me!!! so i decided to take a self-defence class..hahha..i never thought of this..me and karate?? hahhaha..totally incredible izzati..their warm-up routine is more tiring than the actual karate moves..but im quite impress as i can do all of its stretches and moves..im quite flexible! hehehe..the class was fun and cool..before entering the class..i was thinking its gonna be a loong hell session..but alas,its not!!! the sensei(coach) is cute..i mean the way she's teaching..cute like a pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nda..with her big white karate uniform and black belt around the waist and her permed hair..hahha..like a panda..she really looks like a snob..but then she's ok..i'll get use to her in time..next day after my 1st class..the pain really hits me..major ache around my arm and thighs..damn..im not that atheletic since high school..so i think the body is in shock..after all dat stretches and punches and kickes..haha..anyway,from the positive view,karate class has all the benefits..got self-defence skills and exercises 4 me..yeayy!!..at least once a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;week,i do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;get an exercise rather than nothing at all! aint it?..and im gonna get my own karate uniform diz week..yeayy..cant wait..&lt;br /&gt;karate and izzati?? new+cool combination..hahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;me..-haiyakk!!-&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXLJPgClHAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pEzK4uXUv8c/s1600-h/ninja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXLJPgClHAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pEzK4uXUv8c/s320/ninja.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292513780249730050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-8708736330866622733?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/8708736330866622733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=8708736330866622733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/8708736330866622733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/8708736330866622733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/01/episode-2-karate-do.html' title='episode 2 : Karate-do!!'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXLJPgClHAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pEzK4uXUv8c/s72-c/ninja.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-8855891362638893545</id><published>2009-01-09T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T01:08:33.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book 2 : episode 1 : the new year!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;goshh..its been awhile.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;been busy lately arranging the new part of my life..last year was a crazy..with all sorts of moments n memories n experiences that comes with all the laughters and tears..it happened like a bullet train..just like a few blinks of the eyes, and here i am..the new year..year of 2009!! nway..give a bow to these new year..hope it'll be filled with all that i want..-sigh- who doesnt want to,rightt??&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a great start of my new year..i welcomed it with a celebration at MOS..went there with A..cant imagine and didnt crossed my mind either that i would meet up with a my school-bestie and other frenss..it's like a whole reunion there..hahah..funny yet i had tonnes of happyness.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,S came all the way from malacca to shah alam..n crashed at my place..that weekend it was totally girls day out..went shopping with M and S..another moment 4 a great new year..got myself a whole new clothes and handbags..weee~totally spent my money for a self-indulgence.. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in puncak..after a month, im back again there..this time as a part 2 student! wahaha...-eleyhh part 2 jer k..- nway,seems like im more used to the place and  dunno why,i become geeker..huarrghh..but not changing into a total nerdy..im still enjoying my life the way i like it..just this time,more organised.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bout me n A..hurmm..how should i say this..he's my A..just my A..as i am his Z a.k.a jane..yeahh..that's it..he's my A aka tarz.. its nothing official between us..i like to keep it like this..as long as im not losing him..but one thing for sure..i wont stop him if he wants to move on with other girl..as long as he's happy..than im happy..&lt;br /&gt;that's what jane would do..aint it tarz??&lt;br /&gt;heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,meet later..mwahhxx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;me!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-8855891362638893545?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/8855891362638893545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=8855891362638893545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/8855891362638893545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/8855891362638893545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2009/01/book-2-episode-1-new-year.html' title='Book 2 : episode 1 : the new year!!'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-3740057135034937557</id><published>2008-12-18T09:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:34:43.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 7 : Shopping &amp; self bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Splendour yesterday!!! I went out with 'A' spending the whole day together..having breakfast at dome really gave us the energy..at 1st, we went shopping and spent over rm700 at topshop&amp;amp;topman. aint that heaven?? then 'A' got a haircut at klcc..after all that 'A' said, "u..i lapa laa.." haahha..shopping really made us hungry..then i said," oraite..lets hit pavi..!!" Wandering around looking for a p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lace..then we just decided to hit carl's jr...too lazy too think of a better place..-haihh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The act of burning holes in the pocket doesnt stop there...refreshing our body aroma came into the mind..looking for a new scent and splurged in parkson. 'A' got a fragrance from hugo and i got the new escada : incredible me!!! yeah..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the new incredible izzati&lt;/span&gt;..!!!&lt;br /&gt;Going back to klcc..we pampered ourselves at The nail parlour..getting manicure including pedicure is what we did..and my nails got a french twist on it..im just soo happy :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;Lastly i got myself a new pair of shoe..a girl just cant live without a range of shoess..aint we???  -rolled eyes-&lt;br /&gt;then 'A' wanted to have a drink at chilli's before we get back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SUmn2NiNopI/AAAAAAAAACI/3mpRR1Sqwek/s1600-h/GlamIt_Musthave-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SUmn2NiNopI/AAAAAAAAACI/3mpRR1Sqwek/s320/GlamIt_Musthave-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280936587856552594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SUmho72Mc9I/AAAAAAAAACA/wFuCEtAOcrg/s1600-h/DSC05356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SUmho72Mc9I/AAAAAAAAACA/wFuCEtAOcrg/s320/DSC05356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280929762700456914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SUmho5sz9-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/Z1ewfKUbdho/s1600-h/DSC05353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SUmho5sz9-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/Z1ewfKUbdho/s320/DSC05353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280929762124232674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouhh ouh ouh...and before i end this happy episode...&lt;br /&gt;i saw H at pavi.. : /&lt;br /&gt;he's with this new girl..is not that im jealous or whatever u call it..im happy that he finally moved on after our 1year plus together...that girl is sweet and innocent i can say from her dressing..funny when i looked at her,reminds me of his gf before me..we bumped into each other..i said 'hye H'..the only thing he did just raised lil bit of his eyebrows and gave a little gesture....and i thought 'thats it???'&lt;br /&gt;Thats it??? is that all you can do?? dissapointment possessed my happy feelings..im not hoping he would still have feelings for me..but at least..tegur me macam kawan..x boleh ke??&lt;br /&gt;let bygone be bygones..i know he hard times at the end of our relationship...but c'mon mann.. -sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess..nothing will always be beautiful in this world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sentiasa akan ada bintik2 hitam di atas kanvas putih hidup ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wink-  (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;me..&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&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/3591984697511479599-3740057135034937557?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/3740057135034937557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-6318562258163538164</id><published>2008-12-10T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:24:48.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 6 : i deserve better - part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;here is just some sayings that i forgot to include earlier...maybe this  thing happens to u too..and its just some of my thought bout it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I just cant understand the hearts of men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;they tell you they want you and then they leave you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;this is the first time, you're special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I believed those words and I was so happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;you should have told me you didn't like me any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;but I couldn't see that and you just rushed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;although I will curse you I'll still miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;since I am a girl, to whom love is everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;i heard that if you give up things too easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;to a man, he will get bored with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;i don't think this is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;a girl says that she will never be fooled again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;but she will fall in love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;it's not enough to describe how i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;we were so happy together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;but I know now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I've been blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;you told me that you'd never let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;whenever I needed you you'd always be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I can forgive but I cant forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;even though you hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I still gonna miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;don't take advantage of a girl's willingness to do anything for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;and her caring instinct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;i didn't know that to be born as a girl and to be loved was so hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;although i will curse you i'll still miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-6318562258163538164?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/6318562258163538164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=6318562258163538164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/6318562258163538164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/6318562258163538164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2008/12/episode-6-i-deserve-better-part-ii.html' title='episode 6 : i deserve better - part II'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-4446537345017654374</id><published>2008-12-09T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:09:01.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 5 :  i deserve better.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i care bout what other people feels so much until i forgot bout mine..&lt;br /&gt;that night..i just cant do that to myself anymore..i realized,its me that i should care about..i deserve to be treated better than this..so i made a big step.i told him everything..i had enough with it..i wont let myself be fooled again..love aint just about being with the person that we love..its more than that,including letting that person off by our side..&lt;br /&gt;     now we r total folks.. i feel empty..but wont let the emptyness stop me from having tonnes of fun!! I'm gonna enjoy every bits of my life with my own way,my own style..nothing can stop me now..actually i feel much lighter..no burden,no problems anymore to jam my own brain..hahha..&lt;br /&gt;     I am totally gonna face a new chapter of me with a new fresh start...im moving on..there's so much in life that need to be explore and there's not much time left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it 4 now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;me!!!! &lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-4446537345017654374?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/4446537345017654374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-8558038925432225120</id><published>2008-12-01T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:55:33.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 4 : heartless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont know whether im influenced by the peers or its truly me. but tonight by looking at 'it'..tear my heart to pieces. he projects a pure confusion to me..loves me and letting me go...loves me and doesnt want to torture me..loves me and break my heart??? well thank you very much darling..im so tortured right now and my heart crushed! i hate u as much as i love u..i hate you when you said those beautiful words which probably means nothing to you but give a thousands meanings to me while its just another false hope of yours..memories when i was with you surrounded my everyday life..with those memories,i open my eyes every morning with a hope that maybe there's some sense got into your brain and you'll be with me..but still it doesnt..&lt;br /&gt;because of you,i have no interested in other guys out there who actually can treat me better than what you did..you turn me into a heartless bitch..yes,i may have had hurt you..but what you did to me now,its worse..&lt;br /&gt;you want me..but you dont want to walk beside me..if so,just stop giving me this false hopess!! this heart cant take it anymore..just say that 'hard word'..it will hurt me,but just in a short period..i rather its like that than hurting me all the way long like this..&lt;br /&gt;just save me before its getting harder to mend all the broken pieces of my heart back together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;love and hate..there's only a fine thin line that separates them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna stand on the line forever..show me which side to step on..&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna be a heartless bitch..show me what i wanna see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-8558038925432225120?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/8558038925432225120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=8558038925432225120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/8558038925432225120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/8558038925432225120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2008/12/episode-4-heartless.html' title='episode 4 : heartless'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-7199727062426951869</id><published>2008-11-25T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:23:39.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 3 : the 2nd meet up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1st : months before spm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2nd : yesterday.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how long it had been?cant believe it either..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but the meet up was fun!..'Metro' -not a real name- is somehow fun..haha..&lt;br /&gt;we went to aquaria! neva been there before and im really curious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; what'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;s inside there..well before!&lt;br /&gt;sounds like a child wanting to go to a funfair..&lt;br /&gt;but i dont give a damn!..hahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;going with Metro is actually comfy..and not dull..&lt;br /&gt;i feel safe with Metro. =&gt; isnt it a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;at 1st,he did pretend to be all macho guy..but it didnt last long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;wahaaha..i succeed to bring out the real him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;our 1st embarrassing moments was going into the gift shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; to get the entry tic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;kets!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hahaha..how stupid was that..but its an xperience and i call it cute. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;inside there..i met a new boyfie...hahha..&lt;br /&gt;his name is NAPOLEAN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;haha..its a fish..with a jambul (sort of) at his head..n a luscious lip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;s!! how c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;an i resist that!!&lt;br /&gt;hahah..i was so close to take a pic wit him..but he ran away..&lt;br /&gt;damn u NAPOLEAN! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nway..here are some of pics i took overthere :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SSwfy_ol6BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tNHZ7K9zT0I/s1600-h/DSC05292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SSwfy_ol6BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tNHZ7K9zT0I/s320/DSC05292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272624224679618578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SSwfyS0gRPI/AAAAAAAAABI/U0RpRNu5dZA/s1600-h/DSC05286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SSwfyS0gRPI/AAAAAAAAABI/U0RpRNu5dZA/s320/DSC05286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272624212649985266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SSwfyfhZbSI/AAAAAAAAABA/aUCy_w36C60/s1600-h/DSC05277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SSwfyfhZbSI/AAAAAAAAABA/aUCy_w36C60/s320/DSC05277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272624216059505954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SSwfyMDSThI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FjOIZKGbxOA/s1600-h/DSC05249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SSwfyMDSThI/AAAAAAAAAA4/FjOIZKGbxOA/s320/DSC05249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272624210832936466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SSwdS1mhdwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sex4X-XmnIg/s1600-h/DSC05231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SSwdS1mhdwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sex4X-XmnIg/s320/DSC05231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272621473207514882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really love the part where i can hold the starfishh..woohoo..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet moment i had wit Metro,where he bought this lil aquaria phone strap..&lt;br /&gt;its really cute..n sweet..&lt;br /&gt;my phone really could use some of that lil bling..! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SSwhi_F657I/AAAAAAAAABY/eADi27GRT5o/s1600-h/DSC05296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SSwhi_F657I/AAAAAAAAABY/eADi27GRT5o/s320/DSC05296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272626148679542706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hurt my feet due 2 my high heels..so i walked around the gift shop shoeless!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahaha..i dun care wat others might think..i care bout my feet..! even Metro doesnt mind..&lt;br /&gt;so why should i?? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oraity,c ya on next episode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;me!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-7199727062426951869?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/7199727062426951869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=7199727062426951869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/7199727062426951869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/7199727062426951869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2008/11/episode-3-2nd-meet-up.html' title='episode 3 : the 2nd meet up'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SSwfy_ol6BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tNHZ7K9zT0I/s72-c/DSC05292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-4198843266246483613</id><published>2008-11-23T18:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:16:15.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 2 : not ready?? whatev..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; i just dont get man sometimes u noe..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;they said women are complicated..men are worse!!!&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for this guy to be ready to commit in a relationship..&lt;br /&gt;but he just cant set up his mind..&lt;br /&gt;he said he needs time..&lt;br /&gt;ok fine..go ahead dude..!!!&lt;br /&gt;take the whole time in this world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im in a complicated situation rite now..well sort of..&lt;br /&gt;i dont normally do this..waiting for a guy...&lt;br /&gt;so he should consider himself lucky!&lt;br /&gt;-sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ouh well..im not gonna be like a stupid girl..waiting like an idiot..&lt;br /&gt;i just go with the flow..if he's gonna be with me..then he'll be..&lt;br /&gt;if not..i just have to accept it..&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna push him to be with me..&lt;br /&gt;im not pushy..if he loves me..he should know what to do..&lt;br /&gt;rite guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to add up the spice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SSk6uXy6EhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HuJp1tVEc9g/s1600-h/DSC_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SSk6uXy6EhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HuJp1tVEc9g/s320/DSC_0300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271809407149806098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i went to kl cntral to meet up with my bestie,anissa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;guess who i saw??&lt;br /&gt;that bitchy kampung girl..from my college..&lt;br /&gt;dont know what she's doing there..walking here and there alone..&lt;br /&gt;soo pathetic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;know i called her kampung??&lt;br /&gt;bcause she doesnt want to admit that she's from kelantan..&lt;br /&gt;like what's wrong with living in kelantan???&lt;br /&gt;i dont mean to criticised kelantanese..but c'mon girl..get real..&lt;br /&gt;n she's stupid..like she said lightning instead of lighting..&lt;br /&gt;can u imagine that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatev girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope tomorrow gonna be a better day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;me!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-4198843266246483613?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/4198843266246483613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=4198843266246483613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/4198843266246483613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/4198843266246483613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2008/11/episode-2-not-ready-whatev.html' title='episode 2 : not ready?? whatev..'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SSk6uXy6EhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HuJp1tVEc9g/s72-c/DSC_0300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-2972353868459246050</id><published>2008-11-23T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T04:39:33.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 1: histories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im just gonna write lil bit of what had happened to me ever since i got into college. aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok here we go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in uitm shah alam now.doing dip in fast track accounting.meaning im gonna finished my dip within 2years instead of 3years..doing this course isnt easy guys..my subs are all cramped in.huhu.&lt;br /&gt;to add up the hardness, every semester,my CGPA have to be above 3.0 n above..otherwise they'll kick my ass out from fast track programme..n i have to do the normal prog,which means completing my dip in 3years..&lt;br /&gt;sucks eyy..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living among the accounting students are like crazyyy..!!!&lt;br /&gt;some of the acc nerdies, just wont open up their mind and they prefer to live the orthodox way..&lt;br /&gt;i just dont get it..they still think like a high school kids..-sigh-&lt;br /&gt;whatev to those nerdies..just dont mess around wit my life..&lt;br /&gt;i do my thing..u go do ur thing..oraite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in early august, i met a mass comm hunk! he's very open minded and understanding yet lovable!&lt;br /&gt;so we be friends then upgraded the relationship..hahha&lt;br /&gt;n now we're dating..hehe =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was my bday on 16th nov..i celebrated wit dearie friends..&lt;br /&gt;we were driving..n they sang 4 me on road!&lt;br /&gt;the cars were side-by-side..n they just yelled it out loud..&lt;br /&gt;i love them so much..!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;THOUSANDS KISSESS FOR MY DEARIE FRIENDS..!  &lt;br /&gt;then we went for a karaoke session..&lt;br /&gt;n painted the town red for that nite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n now i just finished my finals..waiting for the results really creeps me out..&lt;br /&gt;if i got kick out..its like menconteng arang ke muke sendiri..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,on 19th nov..&lt;br /&gt;i damaged my mum's car..&lt;br /&gt;huhuh..&lt;br /&gt;i scratched the rim badly n the front bumper..&lt;br /&gt;huhu..&lt;br /&gt;in return,i got lectured by her FOR AN HOUR!&lt;br /&gt;but i love my mum! she did that not because of the car..but cause of my safety n my own good.&lt;br /&gt;n we're good rite now..&lt;br /&gt;soorry mum!! n i love u!&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's pretty much bout it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;me!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3591984697511479599-2972353868459246050?l=arysto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/feeds/2972353868459246050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3591984697511479599&amp;postID=2972353868459246050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/2972353868459246050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591984697511479599/posts/default/2972353868459246050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arysto.blogspot.com/2008/11/episode-1-histories.html' title='episode 1: histories.'/><author><name>zatie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6b_E7RzdU/SXH2FZq2LmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tV0zPosI5X0/S220/15012009125-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591984697511479599.post-4577413193302835329</id><published>2008-11-23T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T03:20:29.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hye people..&lt;br /&gt;i created this account long ago..just doesnt have time to spend here updating it and maintaining it.&lt;br /&gt;there's been tons of sweets n shits incidents happened in my book of life..&lt;br /&gt;n i learned a lot from it..&lt;br /&gt;maybe somehow by blogging it,others could gain something..huhu&lt;br /&gt;ouh what the hell..just have fun reading it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;me!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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