<?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-5870974059056452629</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:02:19.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont mind me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870974059056452629/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042923856061795120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870974059056452629.post-650857510092706395</id><published>2009-10-06T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T07:30:44.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>r.i.p pink pencil ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;recently ive lost a fellow loved one. hmmmph. what !? who ?! when ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; my pink pencil. she's been with me through exams and never failed to keep writing, even after it's grueling hours ): i have countless memories with this utensil. the images are still vivid in my mind. HAHAHA. through the late nights of studying, through the solving add math problems and pressing the calculator numerous times and still not getting the fucking answer, and most of all, to duplicating homework ;D haha wherever you are hopefully you will come back to me LOL (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and to YOU  i was really dissapointed to find out that an anonymous would steal my pink pilot ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;idk if it is taken from someone but im ready to make a fight (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;YES over a pencil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;haha nooo im just kidding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but i miss my pink baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i just had a flashback my friend used to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'youre an itch that wont go away'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and im laughing :D and nope i wont tell you why ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i someday would like to be a rightful owner to a yellow buggg &lt;3&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/5870974059056452629-650857510092706395?l=missninabina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/feeds/650857510092706395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/2009/10/rip-pink-pencil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870974059056452629/posts/default/650857510092706395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870974059056452629/posts/default/650857510092706395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/2009/10/rip-pink-pencil.html' title='r.i.p pink pencil ):'/><author><name>nina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042923856061795120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870974059056452629.post-108892852891362868</id><published>2009-09-10T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:29:48.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>until we meet again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;atuk, i honestly don't know where to begin. i miss you already. dad's so discreet about everything, and next thing i know  you're gone. atuk i just want you to know, you might be gone physically, but your spirit lives on &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the last time i saw you, you were so frail i was scared looking at you. you seemed so lifeless and tired. at least the battle is over, and im very sure youre in a much better place now. god is omniscient and impartial, god knows you were a good man. you ARE a good man. you belong somewhere up in the heavens with all the blessed ones. this is fate , and im willing to accept it but at least im not the States anymore and had a chance to see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;atuk we all love you. you really have sacrificed so much and youve put up with ongoing obstacles ever since you were little. dad looks up to you. mostly everything he does, he does it for you and nenek. by the way always know, that i love you. WE LOVE YOU. and nothing is comparable to this love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;atuk i wish you could witness me graduating, getting married, your grand,grand kids. it still hasnt completely hit me yet that youre gone for what seems like forever. ive recited prayers for you every night, but i guess god loves you a lot more than i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;atuk ill keep praying for you, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;al-fatihah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;may you rest in peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;one last thing, i love you, and i miss you so terribly already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;until we meet again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;love, nina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ive only had one year and half to spend with you. that's unfair ! )': i treasure each and every moment. god im so cluttered right now.&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/5870974059056452629-108892852891362868?l=missninabina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/feeds/108892852891362868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/2009/09/until-we-meet-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870974059056452629/posts/default/108892852891362868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870974059056452629/posts/default/108892852891362868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/2009/09/until-we-meet-again.html' title='until we meet again'/><author><name>nina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042923856061795120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870974059056452629.post-5537429135876511639</id><published>2009-09-08T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:26:46.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmph</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;mood: indescribable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"be strong now cause it will get better..it may be stormy now but it cant rain forever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is my one and only favorite quote. it fits in perfectly with what im going through right now but it still has  a hint of optimism in it. of course i came across it on sandy's profile. imy big sis how are you doing with the real world now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is not always smooth sailing. but will there ever be an end to storm ? my life's a dark abyss spiraling downwards HAHAHA im kidding. just a lil laugh right ? (; but on the serious note, why god are so many things happening to me at once ? or maybe it all has been happening but not enough for me to notice because i was too young to understand, or maybe it's just that i was so caught up in my teenage world to realize it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad just got a phone a call. atuk you cant tell who people are now ? dont do that ): that broke daddy's heart. he's been so moody lately. yesterday, he yelled at me. he never yells at me. atuk promise me you'll get better okay ? atuk, i dont care how much money we spend but please, we want you back. dad stay strong okay. i know im not the best daughter but im trying. really i promise ! im so proud of you daddy (: really, you should see how i mention you in front of my friends. youre the best. i look up so much to you, and sometimes im just so amazed at how you do things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, please make atuk better. stop making him suffer please.. daddy hang on there okay ? patience is virtue&lt;br /&gt;daddy i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5870974059056452629-5537429135876511639?l=missninabina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/feeds/5537429135876511639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/2009/09/hmph.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870974059056452629/posts/default/5537429135876511639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870974059056452629/posts/default/5537429135876511639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/2009/09/hmph.html' title='hmph'/><author><name>nina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042923856061795120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870974059056452629.post-4306914254140932219</id><published>2009-08-31T02:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:29:01.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emotions pouring out at once</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss amanina&lt;br /&gt;where has she gone the almost past 2 years ?&lt;br /&gt;i do not know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;your real laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;your somewhat intelligence.. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;your quirkiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want her back&lt;br /&gt;i want myself back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im really anxious for raya ! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;baby, stop replicating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fuck you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5870974059056452629-4306914254140932219?l=missninabina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/feeds/4306914254140932219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/2009/08/emotions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870974059056452629/posts/default/4306914254140932219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870974059056452629/posts/default/4306914254140932219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/2009/08/emotions.html' title='emotions pouring out at once'/><author><name>nina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042923856061795120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870974059056452629.post-3976384123955484579</id><published>2009-08-29T07:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T02:32:02.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nope not a record</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i haven't broken my record. what do you mean ? i've talked on the phone for only [lmao] a total of 5 hours today haha i havent done that in a long ass time. AND really, i havent felt so relieved and sincerely happy for quiet a while which sucks like usual. pretty much everything sucks here. durrr&lt;br /&gt;and of course, i blew off everything i planned on doing. haha figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;p.s: i really can't believe it but why the fuck would .... ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;p.s.s: thanks :D &lt;/span&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/5870974059056452629-3976384123955484579?l=missninabina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/feeds/3976384123955484579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/2009/08/girls-are-like-apples-best-ones-are-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870974059056452629/posts/default/3976384123955484579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870974059056452629/posts/default/3976384123955484579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/2009/08/girls-are-like-apples-best-ones-are-at.html' title='nope not a record'/><author><name>nina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042923856061795120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870974059056452629.post-6247978638298497196</id><published>2009-08-23T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T08:14:54.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>an eye opener ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;no school today :D as usual i woke up rolled out from bed but of course in a later time than usual :P hehe. so i got online and someone IMed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i was like who the hell .. ? omg ! hey ! haha. so we were chatting it up for about an hour. i was never that close to her EVER. so i thought it'd be one of those "hey whats up" convos. we talked about a lot. and somehow it got to this topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"yeah lol im kinda upset we realy didnt talk at cleve hill ur actual really good lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i mean a good person and cool"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"ohh sorry. idt i was ever mean to you though .."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;so then i felt bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"... u werent mean to me u just didnt realy talk to me cuz of the freinds u had i guess or..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and then we talked about the past i was pretty much lmao about the stuff we were talking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;memories (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and it somehow got to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;she said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"..... cuz you dont have to be popular to feel loved ya know"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;" that was mean ):"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it's not popularity that i miss [ i never ever once thought i was popular] but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;its love that i miss. the feeling that a friend will always , always be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;for you. so cliche, but true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;lately people don't take the time to really get to know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;maybe it's just the way i feel ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;but getting to my point here ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i don't like when people jump to their own conclusions about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;you dont know ME.  it's only been a year over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;before you conclude something, think it thoroughly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;its a sign of maturity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;p.s: i kinda miss cheer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;p.s.s: i have a shitload of work to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5870974059056452629-6247978638298497196?l=missninabina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/feeds/6247978638298497196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/2009/08/eye-opener.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870974059056452629/posts/default/6247978638298497196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870974059056452629/posts/default/6247978638298497196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/2009/08/eye-opener.html' title='an eye opener ?'/><author><name>nina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14042923856061795120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870974059056452629.post-4689347640590168130</id><published>2009-08-08T06:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T08:15:42.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nothing interesting really happened today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;but i got my baju raya done :D woo hoo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;its a pink kebaya hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;you'll see it in about a month plus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;im in the worst mood today damn it im pissed whatever bye&lt;/span&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/5870974059056452629-4689347640590168130?l=missninabina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/feeds/4689347640590168130/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870974059056452629.post-5613583334864593306</id><published>2009-08-06T06:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:58:13.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;what ? you have a blogspot ? since when ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;haha :P its about time right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;is it a trend here ? * wondering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;is there better than xanga ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;okay nina rambling haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;umm, its still under construction i know it looks pretty shitty right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;give me some time okay babe (:&lt;/span&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/5870974059056452629-5613583334864593306?l=missninabina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/feeds/5613583334864593306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missninabina.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5870974059056452629/posts/default/5613583334864593306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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