<?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-4691888390492511190</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:38:29.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lagenda cinta</title><subtitle type='html'>sesekali aku terjaga dari mimpi yang panjang,aku jadi pelarian rindu.dimanakah rindu itu?dikamar sepi atau jalan merah berdebu?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-9155710126284169510</id><published>2010-01-12T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T06:14:39.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8th Jan til 11th Jan 20ten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought being back to KK was Okay. and at least would be good. But then, boleh la, still missing the KL moment with my baby. I missed our sweet pre-honeymoon! what a word. PRE-HONEYMOON. aha. the sweet moments. lots and lots of memories. 4days in KL was absolutely QUICK. Its just like our normal 4 hours-date. :(( But yeah, i missed all the times we shared.  The dinner date, late 7 Eleven Imbi maggi Hot Cup, playing dumbs, singing like a rock star in Melia Hotel Room, screaming, running through the Hotel corridor, taking pictures, acting cool moments, the monorails trip, penjara Pudu and all. a lot to list down. i missed it! cant wait for the July trip again! yeayy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nadia, Intan &amp;amp; Zul, sorry :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-9155710126284169510?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/9155710126284169510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=9155710126284169510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/9155710126284169510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/9155710126284169510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2010/01/8th-jan-til-11th-jan-20ten.html' title='8th Jan til 11th Jan 20ten'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-8919269264031983799</id><published>2009-11-30T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T20:09:22.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my intan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dont she loooookkk adorable??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SxSWbcxoaCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jlNkdImBwNk/s1600/13958_169935702892_553197892_2981216_7822661_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SxSWbcxoaCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jlNkdImBwNk/s320/13958_169935702892_553197892_2981216_7822661_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410114450703804450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ayu oh.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SxSWbKiHZyI/AAAAAAAAAOs/s8F5UZdn1WU/s1600/13958_169935682892_553197892_2981213_5780672_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SxSWbKiHZyI/AAAAAAAAAOs/s8F5UZdn1WU/s320/13958_169935682892_553197892_2981213_5780672_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410114445806888738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SxSWa8QX9FI/AAAAAAAAAOk/53nwn22zJA0/s1600/13958_169935657892_553197892_2981209_3387155_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SxSWa8QX9FI/AAAAAAAAAOk/53nwn22zJA0/s320/13958_169935657892_553197892_2981209_3387155_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410114441974379602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;makan pun sopan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SxSWaltQ4TI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ZlDZj7HISwo/s1600/11436_204904236981_600736981_4096224_202747_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SxSWaltQ4TI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ZlDZj7HISwo/s320/11436_204904236981_600736981_4096224_202747_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410114435921535282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SxSWaLJ_3EI/AAAAAAAAAOU/PWhZJIKZYhY/s1600/11436_204904216981_600736981_4096221_1492708_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SxSWaLJ_3EI/AAAAAAAAAOU/PWhZJIKZYhY/s320/11436_204904216981_600736981_4096221_1492708_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410114428794297410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;u sssooooooooooo cantik...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nadia request me to put ur pic here. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;btw, KL, im coming tomorow!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-8919269264031983799?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/8919269264031983799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=8919269264031983799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/8919269264031983799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/8919269264031983799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-intan.html' title='my intan...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SxSWbcxoaCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jlNkdImBwNk/s72-c/13958_169935702892_553197892_2981216_7822661_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-4554651954884505393</id><published>2009-09-04T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:55:25.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dedicated to, *entre your name here*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of all, sorry for not updating. its been almost 6 month, well, here am i.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Best I Ever Had (Grey Sky Morning)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So you sailed away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Into a grey sky morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I'm here to stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love can be so boring &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing's quite the same now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just say your name now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it's not so bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're only the best I ever had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't want me back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're just the best I ever had &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So you stole my world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I'm just a phony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remembering the girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leaves me down and lonely &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Send it in a letter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make yourself feel better &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it's not so bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're only the best I ever had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't need me back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're just the best I ever had &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it may take some time to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Patch me up inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I can't take it so I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Run away and hide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I may find in time that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were always right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're always right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So you sailed away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Into a grey sky morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I'm here to stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love can be so boring &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What was it you wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Could it be I'm haunted &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it's not so bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're only the best I ever had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want you back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're just the best I ever had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The best I ever hadThe best I ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-4554651954884505393?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/4554651954884505393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=4554651954884505393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/4554651954884505393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/4554651954884505393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2009/09/dedicated-to-entre-your-name-here.html' title='dedicated to, *entre your name here*'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-8749221181263964094</id><published>2009-04-24T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T00:27:49.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>colours of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cikTASHA version copied from encekZWAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i gone through encekZWAN's warnaWARNIkehidupan last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and his blog was inspired me. well, i love colourful thingy and his latest post was pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i love colourful colours. and i stold some colourful arts from flickr. kiranya mau copycat encekZWAN punya lah sebab dengki. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SfFpEyNLkRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Y6KpCTGHGwk/s1600-h/2774279598_58e1d08609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328155365073457426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SfFpEyNLkRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Y6KpCTGHGwk/s320/2774279598_58e1d08609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those colours done the great job of their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SfFpFOgtKmI/AAAAAAAAAOM/wXfvAkG39hM/s1600-h/2770398363_c8fe5cfc4f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328155372671543906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SfFpFOgtKmI/AAAAAAAAAOM/wXfvAkG39hM/s320/2770398363_c8fe5cfc4f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the lolipop! sigh. i like it since i was a little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SfFpE7l4ugI/AAAAAAAAAOE/kuOBnwVwhsE/s1600-h/2770497259_0ea26a7feb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328155367592999426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SfFpE7l4ugI/AAAAAAAAAOE/kuOBnwVwhsE/s320/2770497259_0ea26a7feb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and red is my favourite colour. the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bloody red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-8749221181263964094?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/8749221181263964094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=8749221181263964094&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/8749221181263964094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/8749221181263964094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2009/04/colours-of-life.html' title='colours of life'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SfFpEyNLkRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Y6KpCTGHGwk/s72-c/2774279598_58e1d08609.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-10895024719628466</id><published>2009-04-18T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:39:37.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday until saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;thursday night was the Malam Amal Gaza. Unitar incorporate with politech and Ums, at Tabung Haji KK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was okay. fun. yeay. fun. esp when its miss Aroom session. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt took much pictures. but here's some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SepGyZKAjyI/AAAAAAAAANc/jKZyqNyueKA/s1600-h/P4161516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326147340879302434" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SepGyZKAjyI/AAAAAAAAANc/jKZyqNyueKA/s320/P4161516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cikDILLA &amp;amp; cikTASHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SepGyk9C3dI/AAAAAAAAANk/vVMHUHHSwCQ/s1600-h/P4161517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326147344046153170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SepGyk9C3dI/AAAAAAAAANk/vVMHUHHSwCQ/s320/P4161517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cikDILLA, cikTASHA &amp;amp; encekAZRUL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SepGy1BqpFI/AAAAAAAAANs/n7lm56woJjY/s1600-h/P4161535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326147348360504402" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SepGy1BqpFI/AAAAAAAAANs/n7lm56woJjY/s320/P4161535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;encekAZEEM &amp;amp; cikDILLA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we all are bestfriends for life!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lupa aku mau amek gambar sama si cikAROOM! she's the stand up comedian i tell you! u'll laugh when she start talking. serious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in three days straight started on thursday til saturday, i had my eyes closed at 6fakkenAM and woke up at sweeet eight AM! thats mean i slept only 2 hours? i have my dark circle and its freak me alot. i just cant sleep at night lately!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reason #1 : undefinded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reason #2 : i think its coffee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reason #3 : yeah its coffee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reason #4 : oopst.. nescafe i mean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;macam azeem sudah aku. addict to caffien!&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/4691888390492511190-10895024719628466?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/10895024719628466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=10895024719628466&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/10895024719628466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/10895024719628466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-until-saturday.html' title='thursday until saturday'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SepGyZKAjyI/AAAAAAAAANc/jKZyqNyueKA/s72-c/P4161516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-611397022772191828</id><published>2009-03-29T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T10:40:58.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>learn and remember..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What issit i have to learn?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the verge of tears, i have to start relying on no one but myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An empty room, An empty house,An empty contacts list and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The only person in the room is me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes we fall, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we cry, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It only makes us stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But nonetheless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we still have to go thru the pain that makes us stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pain that is unbearable at the moment of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ill be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right now i just dont know what i want anymore, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when everything gets shattered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im supposed to be strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Supposed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How till today i carry the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;scars &lt;/span&gt;you gave me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and all i know is i had enough. for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;being in a relationship with a type of guy who never appriciates a woman, is really gay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, look, those sacrifices, the kindness and the whatsoever was end up mean zero. ZERO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;show some respect to people if you wanna have the respect back, young man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and understand woman's need if you want them to know wat you need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its not when you had this stupid silly matter, u bump up to her and when she has this unemotion situation, u ran and trying not to listen. thats makes you 2% closer to JERK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stop being so sellfish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-611397022772191828?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/611397022772191828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=611397022772191828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/611397022772191828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/611397022772191828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2009/03/learn-and-remember.html' title='learn and remember..'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-6404516043795304071</id><published>2009-02-14T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:07:16.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fourteen of february..</title><content type='html'>l.o.l.o.l.o.l.o.v.e.&lt;br /&gt;o.c.e.a.n. a.v.e.n.u.e.&lt;br /&gt;that alanis song we sorta danced to&lt;br /&gt;y.e.a.h. y.e.a.h. y.e.a.h.&lt;br /&gt;u know how sometimes, you can remember something and you remember exactly how you felt at that time?exactly exactly exactly how it felt.&lt;br /&gt;bedtime stories, dancing, sunrises, whipcream, high ways&lt;br /&gt;crap lah. i feel like crap. c-r-a-p, crap.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot not talk to u.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot not listen to music.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot not see u.&lt;br /&gt;coz i cannot not tell u when shite happens,u listen.&lt;br /&gt;coz dude, music is like, oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;coz even with my eyes closed, ur there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c-r-a-p. crap. CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everycorner is decorated with heart shape, red n pink color, and teddies. and everywhere also got couple here n there. its fourteen of february. well, its LOVINTINE'S day.. yeah. its pronounds that way. yeah people. can u smell sumthing. something sweet and warm. yah L.O.V.E. love is in the air. everywhere. everycorner. LOVINtine's day. oh yeah.. being in love is awesome. eventho is not the day that me and him celebrate it, but i smell love everywhere! yah. some celebrating it alone. or maybe with bunch of bachelor friends..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-6404516043795304071?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/6404516043795304071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=6404516043795304071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/6404516043795304071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/6404516043795304071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2009/02/fourteen-of-february.html' title='fourteen of february..'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-3267586218000280457</id><published>2009-01-30T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:36:57.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tunduk dan fikir...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;bumi mana tak di timpa hujan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;langit mana tak pernah mendung...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bukan semua yg pahit itu kejam...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mungkin sekadar sinisan tanpa niat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tak bererti yg keluar dari mulut itu sengaja di muntahkan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kemesraan tak bererti ucapan kasih sayang...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kasih sayang tak bererti pengorbanan harta kekayaan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kecintaan tak beerti belaian penuh perasaan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maaf andai aku terkasar bahasa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aku mmg tidak seperti yg lain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bagus la kalau jahat aku dilihat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mungkin itu lebih baik dari hipokrasi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;di luar baik tetapi di dalam penuh kecelakaan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;perubahan memang perlu ada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aku kan cuba merubah sekiranya kau juga berubah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tak perlu bertempik, memaki, menghina aku seperti anjing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sekadar perlu menegur...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;itu sudah memadai bagi aku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;apa yang aku ingin katakan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;jangan pertikaikan kasih dan sayang aku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tapi jangan risau...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kalau kau dah bosan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kau cuma perlu cakap...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bukan mengelak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-3267586218000280457?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/3267586218000280457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=3267586218000280457&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/3267586218000280457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/3267586218000280457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2009/01/tunduk-dan-fikir.html' title='tunduk dan fikir...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-8771944078089081225</id><published>2009-01-27T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:39:46.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>compromise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wahai insan yang bergelar LELAKI. Jangan lah HIPOKRIT. Tanpa Wanita, hati perasaan &amp;amp; fikiran tak akan tenang. mereka tetap mencari walaupun ada segalanya. apa yang tiada di syurga hingga Adam tetap rindukan Hawa? wanita dijadikan daripada tulang rusuk yang bengkok untuk diluruskan oleh kaum Adam. tapi andainya lelaki itu sendiri yang bengkok, bagaimana hendak menghasilkan bayangan yang lurus? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;biarpun akal wanita setipis rambutnya, hatinya serapuh kaca, tanpa wanita, lelaki tetap akan kosong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Semua lelaki perlukan wanita. jangan hipokrit!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-8771944078089081225?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/8771944078089081225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=8771944078089081225&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/8771944078089081225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/8771944078089081225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2009/01/compromise.html' title='compromise'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-2972589152734170735</id><published>2009-01-23T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:38:10.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dulu, kini &amp; selamanya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;apa lah arti hidup tiada cinta?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;apa lah artinya cinta ngak punya kasih?&lt;br /&gt;apa lah arti diriku tanpa hadirmu?&lt;br /&gt;apa lah arti semuanya andai dirimu ngak ada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna upload loadsa pictures. pictures between me and my love one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SXp9g_2w1rI/AAAAAAAAAMk/gnAYzz-HReE/s1600-h/P1040686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294682317777852082" style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SXp9g_2w1rI/AAAAAAAAAMk/gnAYzz-HReE/s320/P1040686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SXp9gY9IM5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/QWw9zDCGcms/s1600-h/P1040684small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294682307335566226" style="WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SXp9gY9IM5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/QWw9zDCGcms/s320/P1040684small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SXp9fkt-f1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/lj5ltI1JiI4/s1600-h/P1040683small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294682293313371986" style="WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SXp9fkt-f1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/lj5ltI1JiI4/s320/P1040683small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we creat LOVE, LOVE creat us..&lt;br /&gt;my heart;his hand&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/4691888390492511190-2972589152734170735?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/2972589152734170735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=2972589152734170735&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/2972589152734170735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/2972589152734170735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2009/01/dulu-kini-selamanya.html' title='dulu, kini &amp; selamanya...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SXp9g_2w1rI/AAAAAAAAAMk/gnAYzz-HReE/s72-c/P1040686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-870340241125620061</id><published>2008-11-22T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T18:36:33.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friend-sheep..</title><content type='html'>people says, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'formed many new friendships over the summer'&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;somehow, in friendship we need to learn forgive and forget. or else, can we really live without a person we called friends? I have learned that friendships come and go. Some are broken, lost forever. Some should have never been, were just an illusion.  i used to examine myself harshly as friendships fractured, broke up, became dust, got blown away. now it's simple whatever. *sigh* In our world of sharing and caring the only rule is don’t pick up. It’s all about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;friends love friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. In recovery the path-plan addicts want to think they are receiving and giving away experience, strength, and hope.And all of us looking for that sweet spot again. so the prize remains’ the same but the game play plan is changed.&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is an extraordinary bond. Friends are always with you-even when they are thousands of miles away.&lt;br /&gt;so treasure the friendsgip. the true friendship. you'll be grate! and once you have a new friend, just keep the old. coz the old is gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL friendships ARE relationships, BUT not all relationships are friendships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;cik kayangan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-870340241125620061?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/870340241125620061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=870340241125620061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/870340241125620061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/870340241125620061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/11/friend-sheep.html' title='friend-sheep..'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-5855684167625497310</id><published>2008-11-16T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T01:39:12.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick-sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hello people...  beeeeing sooo busy with works. went back everyday at 10pm was really tiring. thats why im kinda lazy to update my blog. anyway, i have this SHARP pain in my tonsel. ggrrr.. I cant sleep, my tonsel is being a fucking pain in the dick because it wont let me sleep. haha. Saturday and Sunday, just take some rest. trying recovering from being sick, so sleep in and just relax. but its not helping. i hate being sick. i had this thing called 'beguk' in malay. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tomorrow is monday. i hate monday. its because i had a lots of assignments projects and agreements to be done. and that makes me even MORE sick. with those two staffs who HATES me. haha. well, the boss loves me more then u both so keep ur hateness up and high. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im fetish for bubur ayam at the moment since i cant eat oily food, or anything. make me bubur or give me mcd's bubur ayam. haha. but i went to mcd just now with hubbie, i still ordering double chessssss burger. i eat and swollen thing that will hurt my tonsel. budukapaka? haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i miss my lovely boo-gundut...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-5855684167625497310?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/5855684167625497310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=5855684167625497310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/5855684167625497310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/5855684167625497310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/11/sick-sigh.html' title='sick-sigh'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-3426040774615941365</id><published>2008-11-04T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T04:40:08.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>m.a.n.u.k.a.n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the picnic to manukan with frontiers club was amazing! it was great! haha. eventho im having this sunburn, but its okay. its fun! haha. those colorful fishes really makes me happy! hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SRBBzN9NuCI/AAAAAAAAAL4/x1rOveQ1JYA/s1600-h/PB010070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264780312571656226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SRBBzN9NuCI/AAAAAAAAAL4/x1rOveQ1JYA/s320/PB010070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, phaD, pipie and safwan.. arriving at manukan..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SRBBzVG2DkI/AAAAAAAAAMI/wwROt53-L34/s1600-h/1233274106_bf9ac4b58c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264780314491096642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SRBBzVG2DkI/AAAAAAAAAMI/wwROt53-L34/s320/1233274106_bf9ac4b58c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the fishesss....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SRBBzMHxTzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HcpPHMxfkdk/s1600-h/1113553343_440a0a5664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264780312079060786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SRBBzMHxTzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HcpPHMxfkdk/s320/1113553343_440a0a5664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the corals.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eventho end up with phaD tercucuk landak laut, he never stop swimming. nda jera-jera. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-3426040774615941365?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/3426040774615941365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=3426040774615941365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/3426040774615941365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/3426040774615941365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/11/manukan.html' title='m.a.n.u.k.a.n'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SRBBzN9NuCI/AAAAAAAAAL4/x1rOveQ1JYA/s72-c/PB010070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-8148120845058672852</id><published>2008-10-26T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T09:45:15.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here im back!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; its been a while for updating my blogger. its a very very busy days i had been thru. yeah very busy. hoho. but still, thanks for all those comment and messages in my friendster on my birthday. hoho. anyway, nothing much here. just living my day to the blast with my beloved gundut and those people in frontiers. i will updates more soon. hugs.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SQRx8t1Y2MI/AAAAAAAAALw/R-88Qp3eOfQ/s1600-h/PA220026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261455552585193666" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SQRx8t1Y2MI/AAAAAAAAALw/R-88Qp3eOfQ/s320/PA220026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for ur all information, haha. abg bob is gone in heaven. so, im back in free with my lovely lovely switart. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-8148120845058672852?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/8148120845058672852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=8148120845058672852&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/8148120845058672852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/8148120845058672852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/10/here-im-back.html' title='here im back!!'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SQRx8t1Y2MI/AAAAAAAAALw/R-88Qp3eOfQ/s72-c/PA220026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-6290803394602222107</id><published>2008-09-16T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T04:57:59.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my jiwa &amp; raga..</title><content type='html'>i have two man in my life that i care and love the most. the one that give me hopes and faiths, loves and cares. one, my boyfriend. second, my bestest bestfriend. they just simply rawk my world. haha. and i love them so much. &lt;333 and they both i called, my jiwa &amp;amp; raga.. korang pilihlah sape nak jadi jiwa and sape nak jadi raga. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's the pictures me and my gendut on our buddy day out. simply adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SNDuhbbHvDI/AAAAAAAAALY/i_KY2QxUWAk/s1600-h/P9160006_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246955823951232050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SNDuhbbHvDI/AAAAAAAAALY/i_KY2QxUWAk/s320/P9160006_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SNDuhxfy3JI/AAAAAAAAALg/_-1p5gzVKDw/s1600-h/P9160012_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246955829876415634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SNDuhxfy3JI/AAAAAAAAALg/_-1p5gzVKDw/s320/P9160012_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SNDuiDMXJ0I/AAAAAAAAALo/GsS91uRQiA0/s1600-h/P9160037_edited-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246955834626746178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SNDuiDMXJ0I/AAAAAAAAALo/GsS91uRQiA0/s320/P9160037_edited-11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we went to hmmph, hair cut. the pukang potong rambut is loke woow raggee siot. haha. then we went to wisma. window shopping. actually looking for his sandal and none of them match his taste. ya ya. semua pun ada ja kritikan. haha. after wisma we went to api-api at sportmart, centre point, warisan and finally wawasan. awh ya, we break fast in the car. with cup of coke. kembung perut siot. haha. at the end, we didnt not get anything. haha. we had fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-6290803394602222107?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/6290803394602222107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=6290803394602222107&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/6290803394602222107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/6290803394602222107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-jiwa-raga.html' title='my jiwa &amp; raga..'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SNDuhbbHvDI/AAAAAAAAALY/i_KY2QxUWAk/s72-c/P9160006_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-362103781693078373</id><published>2008-09-15T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T06:48:27.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i missed those people...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;azrul talk to me. about his conversation with azeem. and it makes me cry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SM6Smhpxy5I/AAAAAAAAAK4/WCvncWExiv8/s1600-h/Chill+Out(112).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246291806499490706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SM6Smhpxy5I/AAAAAAAAAK4/WCvncWExiv8/s400/Chill+Out(112).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the memories...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SM6Sm1GaQeI/AAAAAAAAALA/f1uqHvGDgJk/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246291811719856610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SM6Sm1GaQeI/AAAAAAAAALA/f1uqHvGDgJk/s400/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the bowling session...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SM6SnCo3DJI/AAAAAAAAALI/ooSiKueqdZw/s1600-h/azeem+in+my+room!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246291815354010770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SM6SnCo3DJI/AAAAAAAAALI/ooSiKueqdZw/s400/azeem+in+my+room!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;azeem makan maggi in my room..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SM6SnGHo-bI/AAAAAAAAALQ/dTZ155zbHCA/s1600-h/udin+mulut+bida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246291816288418226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SM6SnGHo-bI/AAAAAAAAALQ/dTZ155zbHCA/s400/udin+mulut+bida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;udin playing my eyeliner...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the dialogs that i missed the most..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;azeem : 'uinah ging...',, 'macam anjing-anjing',, 'panjang jangan sebut ah',, 'punyaaa sandi ko ging'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;udin : 'mat, peler ko pindik macam ni ja kan?'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mat : 'mati la. mati la'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i missed them all. seriously. i miss them. so much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;azeem, mat, udin, zed, memei, riney, and all of them la. zen people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-362103781693078373?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/362103781693078373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=362103781693078373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/362103781693078373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/362103781693078373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-missed-those-people.html' title='i missed those people...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SM6Smhpxy5I/AAAAAAAAAK4/WCvncWExiv8/s72-c/Chill+Out(112).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-5094715170331596565</id><published>2008-09-15T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T07:42:16.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saya sudah kehilangan si gendut saya</title><content type='html'>dear azrul.. i wanna tell u the whole thing when times come but u knew it earlier. so im sorry. i thought u said u dont love me so, make a move then. haha. bah bah. friends is forever bah. kau nak jadik kawan, aku tak kesah.. we rawk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endang!! kak izan is sooo gempak siot! haha. nah nah.. girlfriend si azrul dah ader boyfriend baru siot! haha. ex-girlfriend. dowh. anyway, kak izan, you rawk!! bia pun aku tukar link, kamu sungguh celik IT sehingga menjumpai aku! haha.. tinggal si endang dengan gendutnya. aku punya gendut nda lama lagi kurus tu. nda sudah gendut. si badak sudah tiada gajahnya.. si gemuk tiada sudah si gendutnya. woohoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iam not in a mood of blogging but hey people.. i love you all!! kepada semua yang membaca, terima kaseh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : kak izan, drop bah komen! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-5094715170331596565?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/5094715170331596565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=5094715170331596565&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/5094715170331596565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/5094715170331596565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/09/saya-sudah-kehilangan-si-gendut-saya.html' title='saya sudah kehilangan si gendut saya'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-1019406078986328041</id><published>2008-09-13T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T05:27:16.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>azrul said, 'semoga berbahagia. akhirnya sempurna'..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ღmiss tanashah and mr bobღ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245840505758823026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SMz4JXYcMnI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vtSbeJikDFU/s400/cikKAYANGANhugs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;he's my sunshine. and he made me soo happy in the morning and night. he made me so absolutely happy and its not funny anymore. and my life seemed so worth it. i love him. and i meant it. and we im happy. we happy i think. dont u happy syg? haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;and when i remembered, friends said, 'u'll find someone better.someone much better than awang. trust me.' or, 'forget azrul la babe. he's not belongs to you.' NOW i realize that its true. there is someone for me. and i found it! wahaha. so thanks for your friendster shout out azrul. u such a nice guy ever!! haha. well, at least all my questions about my friendship with azrul, answered!! kadang-kadangkan, saya sendiri bingung what the hell he need from me again. after things happened. so please just go, if you read this. im so tired be next to you. maybe im not a nice friend. im sorry. Things have been hard. Things have been driving me crazy.Things have been changing. and im changing. Frustrate you. Kill you. Ruin you. Ruin the friendship. wasnt my fault. and wasnt me to be blame. ask yourself. all i know now is im happy. im happy without you. seriously. oh, even if i havent meet abg bob. still im happy without you. so if you wanna be friend, be good kerana, aku sungguh pening melayan kerenah kamu! saya penat! If I dont make your heart skip a beat, then hate me. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SO ITS THE TIME TO LET THE  PAST STOP, HURTING ME! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-1019406078986328041?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/1019406078986328041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=1019406078986328041&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/1019406078986328041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/1019406078986328041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/09/azrul-said-semoga-berbahagia-akhirnya.html' title='azrul said, &apos;semoga berbahagia. akhirnya sempurna&apos;..'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SMz4JXYcMnI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vtSbeJikDFU/s72-c/cikKAYANGANhugs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-6899668566880374530</id><published>2008-09-11T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:29:43.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two heart beat as one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;introducing, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;mr. khafez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SMn0aINwy8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/kk2nfX5uYKo/s1600-h/1_402998895l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244991970768636866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SMn0aINwy8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/kk2nfX5uYKo/s400/1_402998895l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;p/s : sorry to abang cause i took this picture. haha. fyi people, this pic may be a year but he still look the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay, here's the story. he's been MISSING, for SEVEN YEARS and finally with the help of God and Iffa's laundry assigment, we meet up. and i think we in love. love?? yeah, i guess so. is that we called FATE and DISTANY? is it JODOH? OR TAKDIR like our sms conversation about TAKDIR and stuff. i do believe in jodoh and takdir. and i do believe in US.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay, some people, be ashame to fall in love. but when they missed that someone that much. they will can never deny thay they in love. love cant be force. they will come naturally. like us. the love came naturally. haha. conclusion, i love him and he love me too. insya Allah dengan doa kami berdua, we can get thru all of it and be happily ever after. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-6899668566880374530?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/6899668566880374530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=6899668566880374530&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/6899668566880374530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/6899668566880374530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/09/two-heart-beat-as-one.html' title='two heart beat as one'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SMn0aINwy8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/kk2nfX5uYKo/s72-c/1_402998895l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-3798751873634645738</id><published>2008-09-10T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:22:38.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10th ramadhan..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;its been 2 fcukken years i havent meet miss linda. and she called. and we meet up. just a while but it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244983794725791986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SMns-OFPqPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ef6gfMwFtZA/s400/P9100011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's picture encek wan and me. we had our breaking fastwith miss ayu too. she's adorable girl. very sweet and pretty. hoho. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SMntmWLM9fI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xM8ofBIbWMI/s1600-h/P9100041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244984484093031922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SMntmWLM9fI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xM8ofBIbWMI/s400/P9100041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the breaking fast was okay and abg bob joining us a while. awh. i missed him. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-3798751873634645738?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/3798751873634645738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=3798751873634645738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/3798751873634645738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/3798751873634645738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been-2-fcukken-years-i-havent-meet.html' title='10th ramadhan..'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SMns-OFPqPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ef6gfMwFtZA/s72-c/P9100011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-9031604975729596142</id><published>2008-09-07T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T23:49:09.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>muka dan detik keriangan bersama mantan kekasih</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SMTB0LyoLmI/AAAAAAAAAJM/bO42u5CwSPo/s1600-h/muka-muka+keriangan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243528968428596834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px" height="313" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SMTB0LyoLmI/AAAAAAAAAJM/bO42u5CwSPo/s400/muka-muka+keriangan.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;we doing just FINE and GREAT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;people, meet azREPUBLIC. my soulmate. my bestfriend. my love??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;okay, today was our second time breaking fast two-gether. it was fun and good. told you, we doing just &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;FINE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;GREAT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. did i mention that we had our break fast at Sate Mesra last year on the third day of Ramadhan? this year same place but its was on the fifth day. Buffet. haha. it was FUN to see he ate a lot. senang hati woo. okay and today, seventh day of fasting we had our lamb chop session. oh ya, before that we spend our stupid crazy hours jalan-jalan tengok keretas (with S means more than one). until end up at TAMPARULI. yes, tamparuli, i repeat. crazy bha. but we had fun. pictures snappings. laughing. singing. lawak ketidak-atururan. its was FUN! then, we went to one borneo for windows shopping. he's trying this cloths and that. looking this stuffs and that. trying perfums this and that. haha. so thats for today. we doin just fine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and he sang for me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'hey wanita,gembira dapat berjumpa,teringat kembali kali pertama kita bersua,ingat bila kita bersepatu serupa,tak lama dahulu jangan kau kata kau dah lupa.gemuk,dirimu buat ku tertarik,menghilang segala prasangka,di jiwa,ohh gemuk,sungguh aku cinta kamu'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi,, i miss him. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-9031604975729596142?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/9031604975729596142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=9031604975729596142&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/9031604975729596142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/9031604975729596142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/09/masa-masa-riang-ria.html' title='muka dan detik keriangan bersama mantan kekasih'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SMTB0LyoLmI/AAAAAAAAAJM/bO42u5CwSPo/s72-c/muka-muka+keriangan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-6054344316382777174</id><published>2008-09-04T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:00:08.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you, and its bloody true</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i need HELP and opinion people. should i keep in touch with him, ...theloveofmylife or just stay away and run hide from him?? actually, im afraid BAD things happened again. like the night i was at his house. freak me alot. i really dont want it to happen again! serious shit!! but i missed him. haha. come on people, i've been thinging, wondering, dreaming about him for the past two months. i'd cried myself to sleep. yes until now. pethatic bha kau pikir!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so i just need your opinion about ;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;'SHOULD I KEEP IN TOUCH WITH HIM OR JUST STAY AWAY, RUN AND HIDE FROM HIM'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think, i'm going to go BEZERK. i spent my ENTIRE NIGHT last night thinking what had happened to me and my ...theloveofmylife. seriously i keep wondering and thinking things again and again. what the fuck is happening? why this happened? stupid me. remorsed and regrets! wtf! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my ...loveofmylife was sick last night. he had this red eyes crap. and guess what? i brought him to permai policlinic. ya ya. stupid me. i missed him thats all. thats the only way i could see him. God listen to my heart. what i asked was only he dail my number so that i can listen to his voice. but God really loves us. God wont tortures people's feeling. so He met us up! haha. Thanks God for that. haha. okay, then after the clinic session, we had our lepak session at Rimba Sutera. just a glass of ice tea with lemon (isnt it ice lemon tea?). and he had talk. it was fun to see him. smiling. laughing. and he doesnt look SICK! haha. ya ya. red eyes. come on people, just tell him that i am the '&lt;em&gt;penawar&lt;/em&gt;'. haha. we went to mc donald drive thru and get some bites. ronda-ronda kingfisher cari abg bob's laundry and cyber cafe. urgh. but was okay la. we found plenty laundries. and zero cyber cafe. anyway its 12 fucking AM. and we went back at 1.30AM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i missed him already. breath in breath out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i don't realise, but i let let myself hurting me so badly inside. so badly that sometimes i just feel that you don't have the same feelings towards me anymore. and i sometimes, i feel like it's better if we dont see each other, call or smses. but i don't want to, cause that wouldn't only hurt you (maybe) but it will hurt me deeply. cause i'll be missing you so bad. i miss you voice. it will scar my heart, forever. so now, i'm bearing with it. i'm trying to learn to accept the fact that's we just the way we are. &amp;amp; i fallen with who you are, that line is puree. it's just bringing you trouble. well, it's my lost, i'm not going to be bugged about it, just a waste of my time. and i can't change the fact that you still 'HATES' me. I THINK MY HEART HAS STOPPED BEATING. more like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"i think my heart has just started BLEEDING again".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it hurts. it hurts alot.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i can't do anything about it. unless you tell me what you want in me. but maybe, i won't change. cause life worth nothing to me anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm just sorry. for anything. i've done. i guess. and. yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;**sor·ry play_w adj. sor·ri·er, sor·ri·est &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*1. Feeling or expressing sympathy, pity, or regret: I'm sorry I'm late.&lt;br /&gt;2. Worthless or inferior; paltry: a sorry excuse.&lt;br /&gt;3. Causing sorrow, grief, or misfortune; grievous: a sorry development&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;i'm an emotional wreck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;freak. i hate you i hate you i hate you. Can't imagine that we are over. it's over. its been two months? Fcuk you, i'm pissed and stressed out. i need a massage. message from you. argh. pethatic!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well, overall, my life is just screwed up.yes it is. DEFINITELY. so help me. *sarcasm*sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-6054344316382777174?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/6054344316382777174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=6054344316382777174&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/6054344316382777174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/6054344316382777174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-miss-you-and-its-bloody-true.html' title='i miss you, and its bloody true'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-8377010108442861176</id><published>2008-09-03T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:48:27.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>private blog or just let it be public?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SL6Sh-wBvjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Cm_5ql0aMGs/s1600-h/m162927732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241788128783613490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 461px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 77px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="77" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SL6Sh-wBvjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Cm_5ql0aMGs/s320/m162927732.jpg" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dear friends and readers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i had this anonymous who actually comments my blog, recently. and i think those word a harsh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so, tell me, should i just keep this blog public or private to people i invites and approve only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;drop your comment. its help. thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to anonymous, thanks for the comment. why dont you put your name instead of anonymous?? dont you dare?? wtf!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3rd day of fasting was okay lah. wasnt that bad after all. but i missed those time last year where me and him spending this fasting month together. haha. 3rd day 2007 fasting, we end up break fast at satay mesra, city mall. and i remembered, he ate A LOT!!. i still remember it. whoa.. gilak nie! but memories rawk. and pethatic!! like sara said, im not like Johanna she knew. im no more talkative. silence all the way. haha.&lt;br /&gt;me and my friends *name sencored*, went to bazaar ramadhan buying food for us. and suddenly i said to my girlfriend, 'babe, ni makanan favourite awang. yong tau foo. he like to eat this.' haha. am i that pethatic? omg. pergh. i can even forget about him. help!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had this conversation with a friend of mine, i spent basicly 6 hours talking about feelings and how regretful i am. im tired crying for 2 amazing pethatic months. believe it, i've been crying everyday dowh! crazy as fakk! I dont know how write more interesting posts,it just comes down to how much.how happy i am being with the one i called ...loveofmylife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my wish, please God. makes him call me. i miss his voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;TELL ME HOW TO GET RID OF HIM!! PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4691888390492511190-8377010108442861176?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/8377010108442861176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=8377010108442861176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/8377010108442861176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/8377010108442861176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/09/private-blog-or-just-let-it-be-public.html' title='private blog or just let it be public?'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SL6Sh-wBvjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Cm_5ql0aMGs/s72-c/m162927732.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-7476812628598474996</id><published>2008-08-28T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:08:11.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to my no-longer-boyfriend..</title><content type='html'>to the one i used to called ...loveofmylife&lt;br /&gt;u came into my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;brings those happiness, loves and cares. the shine that brights my dark life. but my heart always questions myself. are you my distany? are you the one? are you? a million questions in mind. do i always make you happy? am i happy? yes i am happy being with you. but will the happiness last? i think it will. happy forever with you and me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but, now you're gone. heavenly gone.  just leaves me with thousands memories. sweet memories. bitter one too. thanks for those memories. ;) but i always wish for us to be us like we used to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now i realize, the fates that i need to face. the one i need to go through. and i know that you wasnt the one for me. wasnt the one. you belongs to that someone who much better. thousand more better than me. i could cry an hour. crying myself to sleep. remorse. regrets. but hey, shits happened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hey, i hope you'll always be happy. with who ever the girl is. the one you loves. and care. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s : sorry friends. i just expressing my heart out. wahaha. luahkan sesuatu bisa melegakan kan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;misstaNashah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-7476812628598474996?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/7476812628598474996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=7476812628598474996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/7476812628598474996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/7476812628598474996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-my-no-longer-boyfriend.html' title='to my no-longer-boyfriend..'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-7261676826656671702</id><published>2008-08-25T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T09:52:19.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kau puisi hatiku...</title><content type='html'>DOA SEORANG KEKASIH&lt;br /&gt;TUHANKU,seandainya telah kau catat dia mlikku,tercipta buatku, dekatkanlah dia padakusatu kan hatinya dengan hatiku.titipkan kemesraan antara kami agar kebahagiaan ini abadi,dan tuhanku YANG MAHA PENGASIH,seiringkanlah kami dalam melayari hidup ke tepian yang sejahtera.. tetapi tuhanku,seandainya telah engkau takdirkan dia bukan milikku,bawalah dia jauh dari pandanganku.luput dari ingatanku dan peliharakanlah diriku dari kecewanya.tuhanku YANG MAHA MENGERTI,berilah diriku kekuatan melontar bayangannya ke dada langit,hilang bersama senja merah dan gelap pekat malam agar aku rasa bahagia walalupun tanpa dirinya dan tuhanku YANG TERCINTA,gantikanlah yang telah hilang tumbuhkanlah kembali yang telah patah meskipun tiada sama dengan dirinya seandainya dia datang menemuiku dan cinta itu adalah cinta yang sejati dan suci seandainya dia pergi dan tiada menemuiku dan anggaplah cinta itu tidak wujud dari awal..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-7261676826656671702?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-4744115187454716476</id><published>2008-08-23T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T04:13:39.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>those wedding i went was tiring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i went to alot of people's wedding in this week. like alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i did went to my exbf wedding as well. haha. sound weird but its true. helping his family preparation and stuff. omg. he's cute. still. haha. but they look soooo adorable. and nice. plus cute. and beautiful. haha. will upload some of OUR pic soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here some of those photos taken from the wedding i took.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is me and my junior back in high school. kie.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237667105610971362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SK_ue3GwuOI/AAAAAAAAAIk/5eohmV-5B-k/s320/P8230013.JPG" border="0" /&gt; kak lyn my senior in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237668434784447570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SK_vsOqabFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZK5MwQ0D6_U/s320/P8230019.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and the pengantin! abg roy and nurain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237668435836012434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SK_vsSlIB5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Nz77jFF9wOQ/s320/P8230015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pretty isnt it?  anyway, life sucks. haha. meeting people oso plain bored. but fun la. those chicks was crazy! updates later. xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-4744115187454716476?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/4744115187454716476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=4744115187454716476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/4744115187454716476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/4744115187454716476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/08/those-wedding-i-went-was-tiring.html' title='those wedding i went was tiring...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SK_ue3GwuOI/AAAAAAAAAIk/5eohmV-5B-k/s72-c/P8230013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-2569867703597840802</id><published>2008-08-16T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T07:00:55.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss my BFFL&lt;333</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SKbcYkMcMkI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4-rlA7z4uxw/s1600-h/bida.is.ugly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235113931455607362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SKbcYkMcMkI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4-rlA7z4uxw/s320/bida.is.ugly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nombre 1 ; i missed azrul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SKbbrj_NsxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/jMgzXF7gTac/s1600-h/sara.me.love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235113158306018066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SKbbrj_NsxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/jMgzXF7gTac/s320/sara.me.love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nombre 2 ; i missed sara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SKbbtg9QAuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5GlrecbYkrk/s1600-h/me.zila..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235113191852212962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SKbbtg9QAuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5GlrecbYkrk/s320/me.zila..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nombre 3 ; i missed ziela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SKbbuEG1ctI/AAAAAAAAAIU/A3Ude0qylwU/s1600-h/nadia.intan.me.love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235113201287656146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SKbbuEG1ctI/AAAAAAAAAIU/A3Ude0qylwU/s320/nadia.intan.me.love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nombre 4 &amp;amp; 5 ; i missed nadia &amp;amp; intan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i missed my BFFL.best friendsforeverlove. *cough* especially nombre 2,3,4 &amp;amp; 5. the nombre 1, i seen him almost everyday. so not much miss-miss one la. and si PUTRI. putri bha kan sara? haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope to see you all soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo, cikKAYANGAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-2569867703597840802?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/2569867703597840802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=2569867703597840802&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/2569867703597840802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/2569867703597840802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-miss-my-bffl333.html' title='i miss my BFFL&lt;333'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/SKbcYkMcMkI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4-rlA7z4uxw/s72-c/bida.is.ugly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-9001560447225122004</id><published>2008-08-12T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T05:43:30.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prettymutherfuckinsweet...?</title><content type='html'>So at the moment, life has been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;prettymutherfuckinsweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I cant explain it, theres just too much going on to sum it all up.Its just simple and great just the way i like it, with the exception of some missing people.Missing the ...loveofmylife (mr az) &amp;amp; my jiwa&amp;amp;&amp;amp;raga (nadia&amp;amp;&amp;amp;intan). and maybe the zen garden's people. maybe. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts how much I have lost myself. will get him back, i hope.So, its complicated.We have our own issues.&lt;br /&gt;Its a truthful world.He makes my heart beat so fast its not funny anymore&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Memories, blame, hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think about you, I just think about how much we had hurts.Im getting my life back on track, and sometimes when that happens, you have to leave everything behind.&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Things have been hard.&lt;br /&gt;Things have been driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Things have been changing me.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to explain the relationships me have with people.To define them.When they're not around,or when they're too close.&lt;br /&gt;You learn different sides. Like when you get really close to someone, u see their soft side-their untouched side, the side that will open up yourself towards them.The side that gets you thinking oh wow.The side that makes u feel the happiness of getting to be their friend.&lt;br /&gt;And the side that breaks you down.The one where you get too close, and you learn their bad habits.Which annoy you. Frustrate you. Kill you.Ruin you. Ruin the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i wish there was something;&lt;br /&gt;i could do to be able to make me feel useful.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry,&lt;br /&gt;that i cant do anything more.&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad,&lt;br /&gt;that i can do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a deep mess, a hole, a big damn problem.and i cant get out.choose your friends; eliminate ur enemies.help out others; get ur heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you can tell betweenthe traitors and the fakers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-9001560447225122004?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/9001560447225122004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=9001560447225122004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/9001560447225122004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/9001560447225122004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/08/prettymutherfuckinsweet.html' title='prettymutherfuckinsweet...?'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-3675717961402756580</id><published>2008-08-06T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T04:27:07.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely day..lovely day..</title><content type='html'>today, me and my beloved ex-boyfriend ( dont laugh ) we went out. yes. after a month we havent meet or call. we met up. it's kinda funny but we still the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'great, great, great good friend'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. well, i never thought that that im this strong to see him. BUT I DID! im stronger than yesterday. yeay! haha. im happy. im greatful. and im full of happiness. haha. we spent 6 hours together. haha. i cant stop laughing. and i miss him already. waaahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we go papar, which is FAR from kk. doing stuff some works there at papar. and had our lunch together. wee.. haha. coffee friends, the lunch spot. we talked alot. we laugh alot. we talked and laugh alot. it was fun weh! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita ging bha kan ging??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;cikKAYANGAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-3675717961402756580?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/3675717961402756580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=3675717961402756580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/3675717961402756580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/3675717961402756580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/08/lovely-daylovely-day.html' title='lovely day..lovely day..'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-8174856739877188470</id><published>2008-08-04T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T07:20:59.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im hurt..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;darkness cannot drive out darkness. only light can do that. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hate cannot drive hate, only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can do that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u love someone, and you have to let him go, its hurt.&lt;br /&gt;especially the one who give you too much hope and love, cares and faiths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kepada awangku mohd azrul,&lt;br /&gt;biarpun apa pun yang terjadi, saya tetap sayang and terus sayang kamu. you know that.&lt;br /&gt;jangan berasa sunyi, kerna hati saya juga begitu. sedih, sendiri dan sunyi. mana mungkin bisa hati ini tenang tanpa kamu. just wanna let you know, i love you to death. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaga diri kamu, andai tiada khabar dari saya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-8174856739877188470?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/8174856739877188470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=8174856739877188470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/8174856739877188470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/8174856739877188470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-hurt.html' title='im hurt..'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-4164283550624223398</id><published>2008-07-07T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T08:47:43.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here i come again...</title><content type='html'>i was so fcuking busy with works and stuff lately. plus my streamyx line is now suspended. congrates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met someone new. a girl. nice and pleasent attitude. good. and adorable. she loves pink. name? secret. haha. well, i just spent few minutes reading her blog. topic. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'bercinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;' haha. its sounds like she's telling people who were non-single stop pretending that u are single. haha. i love this babe. i love her. well, it is true, if u owned someone, tell. dont just keep it behind. kononnya mau cari pacaran lain. gitu? haha. actually i met this adorable babe from a crisis between my hubbie and me last month. but things goes smooths now. alhamdulillah... I think Im just too weak hearted, and  think mostly its coz my heart cant take the break. phew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kepada kalian semua, bilangin donk kalau udah punya cowok atau cewek. kok diam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because im so effin sick today that its not funny,that i will do this. Which i usually dont. having &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PM&lt;/span&gt;with extra &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SSS &lt;/span&gt;is sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed my hubbie. biarpun dinner sama-sama, but i missed him already. ;(&lt;br /&gt;It makes me happy that my shuffling makes others happy as well. its hard to explain. being with him was awesome. and im happy. he's like hot chocolate in the morning, and milk at late night. he's too cute for words, Too gorgeous for pictures, and the best love i could ever have.  i sayang u gundut!! And my secret love's no secret anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, something about &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; here. where are the person u called friends? kadang-kadang ada. kadang-kadang tiada. hilang? ya, ada yang sibuk bercinta. sampai no more hang out like we always had. &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;no reply, he said&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;call&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;no answer he said&lt;/span&gt;. gone. orang ada &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;. biasa la. haha. well, happy for you. smoga kekal. amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, gerl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-4164283550624223398?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/4164283550624223398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=4164283550624223398&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/4164283550624223398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/4164283550624223398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/07/here-i-come-again.html' title='here i come again...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-3643328335105131451</id><published>2008-05-01T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T03:05:49.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shut up, get LOST and go to HELL!</title><content type='html'>Im not fighting back anymore. Im not fighting for faith. The faith i always believed in someone has GONE.&lt;br /&gt;So Im not asking for another chance. And Im not asking for a movie moment.I just want you to know that what you're doing really makes me goes crazy.&lt;br /&gt;So in 1, 2, 3 days from now you can look back at this smiling,&lt;br /&gt;not ever ever EVER regretting or thinking what if.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope u wont regret anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU SCREWED ME OVER, MOFO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still pissed off at you.im still ready to cut you into pieces.i must say though,you did have me at hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, today, my life has changed. my heart has broken into pieces. and thanks to you!&lt;br /&gt;ya ya, sebab kau memang tak pernah mengerti! go to HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sooooo sick of being hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-3643328335105131451?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/3643328335105131451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=3643328335105131451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/3643328335105131451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/3643328335105131451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/05/shut-up-get-lost-and-go-to-hell.html' title='shut up, get LOST and go to HELL!'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-1227948677917941295</id><published>2008-04-17T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T10:14:14.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>terindah di indah permai....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aku yang pernah engkau kuatkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aku yang pernah kau bangkitkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aku yang pernah kau beri rasa&lt;br /&gt;Saat ku terjaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hingga ku terlelap nanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Selama itu aku akan selalu mengingatmu&lt;br /&gt;Kapan lagi kutulis untukmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tulisan-tulisan indahku yang dulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pernah warnai dunia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Puisi terindah ku hanya untukmu&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah kau kan kembali lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Menemaniku menulis lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kita arungi bersama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Puisi terindahku hanya untukmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;song dedicated to azeeeeem and riney. the love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;riney merajuk!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;azeem pujuk!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aku merajuk!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sepa pujuk??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh.&lt;br /&gt;dunia, dunia.&lt;br /&gt;andai bisa bicara, ingin aku khabarkan cerita terindah malam ini.&lt;br /&gt;biar semua tertawa riang, bagai bulan terang, bintang menyinar..&lt;br /&gt;aku pati bulan dan bintang juga akan tertawa melihat mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;azeem &amp;amp; riney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;riney : open the gate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;azeem : *diam*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;riney : i said, buka the pagar. i mau balik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;gerl : im going with u kay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;riney : nda la. u suruh si azeem hantar la. buka la pagar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;azeem : riney, pls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;riney : buka pagar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;azeem : *buka pagar* (bodoh kan?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;riney jalan dalam hujan. masuk kereta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;bulan dan bintang, bisa kalian lihat?? inilah kenangan indah malam ini...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;gerl : zeem, p la ko pujuk. dia belum start keta lg tu. dia minta pujuk tu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;azeem : *jalan kuar pagar, p keta riney, si cinta hati*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;one hour later,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;pap!! (bunyi keta punya pintu) 2 kali!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wat we saw is riney and azeem going back to the house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the LOVE is back!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau bisa bulan dan bintang bicara, pasti dia berkata, inilah ciptaan Tuhan. indahnya cinta mereka.. dan bulan dan bitang turut ketawa seperti aku, mat dan awang tertawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;riney merajuk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;azeem pujuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aku merajuk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;siapa pujuk???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;cintaKAYANGAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-1227948677917941295?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/1227948677917941295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=1227948677917941295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/1227948677917941295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/1227948677917941295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/04/terindah-di-indah-permai.html' title='terindah di indah permai....'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-8752803444603004421</id><published>2008-04-10T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T09:25:57.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>angin,sampaikan salam cinta saya pada dia ya?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ada yang membuat hari aku tersenyum indah sehingga taman berbisik - bisik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;itu cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ada yang buat aku rasai langit itu indah sehingga laut menjadi kalbu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;itu rindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ada yang mentetas semula kesuraman aku sehingga aku tidur tersenyum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;itu harapan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ada yang telah dan pun sudah membelai jiwa aku sehingga menidurkannya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;itu kamu, angin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dunia semakin cerah. bulan semakin dekat. laut semakin cetek. manusia semakin banyak. binatang habis dimakan. batu hanya di bakar. air penghilang dahaga. tumbuhan dijadikan ilham. gelap menjadi siang. cinta semakin datang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;angin, sampaikan salam cinta saya pada dia ya? katakan padanya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"cinta ku untuknya telah aku berikan, rasa yang ada di hatiku telah aku tuangkan, semua yang ada akan ku persembahkan karena cinta untuk mu telah aku ciptakan , semua hanya untuk mu seorang."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hari ini, tika ini, aku mula menulis. menghabiskan cerita yang sudah hampir aku pinggirkan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'maafkan aku mencintaimu'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know you love me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-8752803444603004421?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/8752803444603004421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-800200163174480440</id><published>2008-04-06T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T04:44:06.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>365 amazing days we gone through...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;awangku mohd azrul &amp;amp; johanna natashah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R_izmOzYA5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/1JNDU0Jw1GU/s1600-h/DSC03453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186092440307106706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R_izmOzYA5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/1JNDU0Jw1GU/s400/DSC03453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happy anniversary my dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no word can explain how my heart is. i felt very happy. thanks sayang sebab ada dengan i selama ni biar susah and senang. thanks sangat-sangat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks for giving me loads of joys and happiness. u completed me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy anniversary sayang. i will always love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cintaKAYANGAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-800200163174480440?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/800200163174480440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R_izmOzYA5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/1JNDU0Jw1GU/s72-c/DSC03453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-3464282191337297443</id><published>2008-03-27T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T03:07:49.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mat mitul kapinul 'metal iron kiss' rose kajempa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"saya bersumpah dengan nama Allah, saya tak kenal langsung Tasha dan tak pernah jumpa dia. cuma kawan saja niat saya"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by mat mitul kapinul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the stories goes... 18th march, sore yang udah mau masuk waktu maghrib, me and my hubby, azrul went to louise bridal to give back flower girls punya gowns. and then, i wanted to call azeem (we about to go tawau and he said he might be lepaking for awhile at the terminal bus, so kira wanna lepak with them la). since i change my phone number, azeem's number wasnt in my new number. but mat punya ada. jadi i called mat. si mat answered the phone with such a romantic soft spoken and boleh kira macho peringkat kampung la. and i dont know kenapa datang &lt;em&gt;kebodohan&lt;/em&gt; yang nyata saya, saya pun layan la juga si mat. kononnya mau berkenalan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me:hello...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mat:ya hello. siapa ni?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me:ini sri nor ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mat:ya. aik. macam mana kamu tahu nama saya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me:saya dapat dari somewhere la. kamu di mana? boleh berkenalan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mat:dari mana ah kamu dapat? saya d terminal bas mau pergi tawau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me:awh.. kampung kamu ka tawau? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mat:ya kampung saya di tawau. nama kamu siapa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me:ahh saya Tasha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mat:hai Tasha. kamu panggil ja saya &lt;em&gt;mat&lt;/em&gt;(slow voice).. eh RONNIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;there is where start kisah si TASHA and RONNIE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tasha and Ronnie smses, called, smsed, and called. mangsa ketawa muka merah, azeem. whenever Tasha on the phone with Ronnie, azeem automaticly had headache. haha. (padahal tahan ketawa). azeem tukang update perkembangan si ronnie. he's kinda angau and gila bayang about not-exist tasha. haha. good job azeem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tasha kononnya study in Cosmo. Stay at Api-api block E while Ronnie stayed at Api-api block A. hujung dengan hujung. tapi bisa jumpa di tengah-tengah. they plan a date to met up during breakfast before class at 8 (kononnya class ada jam 8). Ronnie is a person yang very hard to bangun dari tidur. but since he wanna go for FIRST BREAKFAST DATE with Tasha, he didnt sleep. 6am sudah Ronnie turun KK to meet Tasha. but di mana si Tasha? tidur d rumah! bukan di api-api, but putatan. haha. keras si ronnie tunggu si tasha. malang sungguh nasib mu ronnie. haha. so they didnt meet up at last. kecewa si ronnie. BUT, dia trip bagi tau azeem and udin that he met up with TASHA! haha. gitu la bha ko mat! wap sama ging! contunued, tasha keepin touch sama ronnie. smses and calls. until we went to bowlrama. i was smsing with ronnie, i mean tasha was smsing with ronnie. tasha and ronnie berdepan but ronnie tidak dapat SCAN yang dia sms dengan orang depan dia! haha . like always, azeem and udin tahan ketawa. just imagine, when we go for lepaking session(me, hubby,azeem and udin), si ronnie call, we loudspeaker and laugh out loud! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;endingnya, ngam-ngam azeem remembered ronnie's birthday was 27march. we held on suprised birthday party yang menang surpised gila. the plan goes like this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;27thmarch - malam. rumah azeem. cake tempat udin. makanan di dhazli. tasha plan to met up ronnie that night, di rumah azeem. ronnie never dressed up that smart but that night he dressed up nice. oh ya, tasha told ronnie her birthday was also 27th march. its like they celebrating same date. haha. okay, azeem and ronnie di rumah and udin tunggu signal. me, azrul, ziela, and zed parked depan rumah si udin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;azrul called ronnie and marah-marah sebab kacau girlfriend dia. and ronnie was suprise plus terkejut. terduduk, terdiam, terpaku, terkesima, ter segala ter. they had fight on the phone la. azeem and udin membatu api di belakang si ronnie. tapi din, kau dengar dorang gaduh dari mana? sora dari depan rumah ko ka, dari hp si ronnie? haha. oaky, they fight la konon mau jumpa. si ronnie lari pergi padang. mau sattle sama the boyfriend la kononnya. sekali semua panik sebab si ronnie bertindak luar jangkaan kami. azeem and udin pergi kejar si ronnie. si azrul bawa keta pi kejar and then si ronnie pulang. still marah and panas. and tidak puas hati. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy burthday to mat mitul, happy birthday to you.. - cake by zed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ronnie's face was panik, terkejut, lega, and susah la mau explain muka dia tu. haha. and he blew the candle. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;p/s ; mat, sampai mati ko ingat ni mat! one week punya cerita ending suprise birthday party ko. tapi ko banyak wap sama kami aaah mat. nama ronnie konon. tiada gf konon. bukit setia konon. jumpa tasha breakfast sama-sama konon. apa lagi ah? jera kau mat? haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i knpw the program 99% ja success tp its fun. biar pun aku terberak!! sial!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-3464282191337297443?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/3464282191337297443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=3464282191337297443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/3464282191337297443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/3464282191337297443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/03/mat-mitul-kapinul-metal-iron-kiss-rose.html' title='mat mitul kapinul &apos;metal iron kiss&apos; rose kajempa...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-158743152175139774</id><published>2008-03-14T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T03:51:20.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pelarian rindu, itu aku..</title><content type='html'>selepas aku mengenali azrul, aku kenal erti bahagia. kenal erti sayang dan cinta. dia mengajar aku erti kehidupan. dia membentuk aku, mengubah aku. dia mendorong aku, membimbing aku. hidup aku cukup sempurna dengan dia. dia membahagiakan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dulu, aku seorang yang sendiri, penuh getir and sinis. wild-party-girl. &lt;em&gt;nightlife&lt;/em&gt; adalah hidup aku. piercing tattoos adalah sahabat aku. kenapa Tuhan menemukan aku dengan azrul andai Dia merancangkan aku dengan dia berpisah akhirnya? kenapa? kenapa menemukan kami dan memisahkan kami? dugaan demi dugaan, ujian demi ujian Kau turunkan. kenapa saat ini semua ini terjadi? kenapa saat aku bahagia, Kau rampas semuanya? hentikanlah semua ujian Mu. sungguh aku tidak berkudrat untuk menuruskannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku binggung. aku runsing. aku hilang tanpa dia yang selama ini menemani aku. dia pergi, pergi membawa diri. siapa yang simpati? siapa yang mengetahui isi hati ini? aku bagai hilang arah dan bagai tak punya apa lagi. semua hilang. mungkin aku harus kembali ke hidup aku yang penuh getir dan sinis, sendiri. agar aku bisa melupakan semua kisah tentang kami.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-158743152175139774?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/158743152175139774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=158743152175139774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/158743152175139774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/158743152175139774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/03/pelarian-rindu-itu-aku.html' title='pelarian rindu, itu aku..'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-781964606309465675</id><published>2008-03-06T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T10:04:59.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shake it baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;kakak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;adek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;happy nine-th birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which one is kakak, and adek? i cant even know them. haha. pretty isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174687015092307506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R9AubG5nRjI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FTAIzojsbz4/s400/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;its the twin 9th birthday.. simple but NICE gathering party there. suprise party actually. they had been confused by the parents and family about when the exectly date. haha. funny but adorable when they been called to go out (they are inside the room), with they blurry face but HAPPY and shy-shy some more cause maybe i was there. bha. im new to the family so shy-shy cat la bha. CAKE! CANDLE! there are 18 candles on the cake (9 plus 9 equals to 18). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;whats so kesian is my baby ikal is SICK. i repeat, my baby ikal. haha. he's sick for almost a week i guess. high the very high fever. so he is sleeping. and lucky to kakak and adek, the 18 candles are all your to be blow up. haha. no mr. ikal to tiup your candles. well ikal, you missed the candles session this year for kakak and adek's bithday. haha. tu la siapa suruh sakit! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;wedding preparation - last minutes preparation is SUCKS. itu lagi. ini lagi. itu pulak. ini pulak. ape kes? but things goes smooths. and its fun to see load of family member came by to help. meriah rumah with those noisy-noisy. and for sure, akan ada sidang buka kitab like always. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;stop till here. need to get enuf rest for tomorrow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-781964606309465675?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/781964606309465675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=781964606309465675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/781964606309465675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/781964606309465675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/03/shake-it-baby.html' title='shake it baby...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R9AubG5nRjI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FTAIzojsbz4/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-6167422074308381354</id><published>2008-02-23T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T19:40:54.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poor you female pig...</title><content type='html'>dedicated to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*insert psycho's name*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who is indeed rude and such a cheap street girl who sucking people's spit on the roadside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*insert psycho's name*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; getting all psycho for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! gawd. are you psychologically tidak stable or just plain bored? lets have this 'lepas geram' session. i havent said a word about you bitch, bithching about me so hah ambik kau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*insert psycho's name*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for fucksakes, i dont go around ordering guys what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nice person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and i dont talk harsh to people. but today, now, there's something you gotta hear. im freaking sick of all this assumptions. i might be crazy but im not as crazy as you, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;big stupid crazy clown in the ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. serious, i meant it. stop with the stupid insane rumors between me and azrul. does it give you a million dollar in hand to talk bad about my relationship? do you think i will allow you to do that? i swear to god if i hear you getting psycho for nothing again, i will track you down and give you a &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;widgie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, bitch. i hope you cleared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to zahir, azeem, zed, mat and azrul for be with me.&lt;br /&gt;and sarah, you rawk!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-6167422074308381354?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/6167422074308381354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=6167422074308381354&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/6167422074308381354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/6167422074308381354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/02/poor-you-female-pig.html' title='poor you female pig...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-8079268889869785513</id><published>2008-02-22T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T02:11:24.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish you all the best...</title><content type='html'>ketika aku meneliti setiap tingkah laku kamu, aku pasrah.&lt;br /&gt;mungkin ini kali, hari penghabisan kita bersua.&lt;br /&gt;ya. ini hari nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan perhatian aku pinta. cuma secebis kasih.&lt;br /&gt;bukan diam seribu bahasa aku inginkan. cuma sepatah ayat yang bisa buat aku tenang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamu diam. kamu membisu.&lt;br /&gt;itu kah tanda setiap yang bermula, akan berakhir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku mohon kemaafan pada kamu atas setiap kata yang pernah aku ungkapkan yang bisa merobek hati kamu. aku mohon maaf juga di atas kesilapan lalu aku terhadap kamu.&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih di atas layanan baik kamu terhadap aku selama ini. tanpa kamu, aku tidak akan bisa berubah seperti ini. tapi jangan pernah sekalipun salahkan diri kamu andai aku berubah menjadi seorang yang kamu tidak pernah inginkan. aku doakan kamu gembira dan bahagia selepas ini. mungkin aku bukan untukmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kepada sesiapa yang menjadi membaca setia blog aku, thanks. aku tidak punyai sesiapa kini untuk curahkan isi hati aku. hanya kamu semua.&lt;br /&gt;and kepada semua yang mempunyai kekasih, jagalah dia sebaiknya. jangan biarkan dia merasa seperti angin di terik siang. jangan pernah biarkan dia pergi menahan sakit dan derita sendiri. di mana 'susah senang bersama?'. jangan kerana sikap kamu, dia merana. itu pesan saya. selagi berpeluang untuk perbetulkan semua, perbetulkan lah. kerna, jika tidak, dia akan pergi, dan kamu akan kembali menyendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sarahana, thanks. i appreciate all of it. u helped me out babe. thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-8079268889869785513?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/8079268889869785513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=8079268889869785513&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/8079268889869785513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/8079268889869785513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/02/wish-you-all-best.html' title='wish you all the best...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-4921083452602824181</id><published>2008-02-14T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T11:16:03.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine's 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;happy lover's day FREAK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kepada kekasih saya, azrul ; happy valentine's day, FREAK! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you mean a world to me. thanks. im happy being with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our anniversary is something that is much more precious and meaningful than February 14th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i can't wait it to come. i can't wait for my happiness to arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love you! mwax!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to my jiwa &amp;amp; raga ; nadia &amp;amp; intan, selamat hari kaseh sayang, FREAK! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your friendship bring me shine again and again. i love you both to bits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'round has no end, thats how long i wanna be your friends'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to my dumb-dumb friends ; azeem, udin, kuya, zed &amp;amp; mat, happy FREAK's day, FREAK! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ke'dumb-dumb' kamu semua membuatkan saya riang ria setiap hari walau dikala sedih. thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to kuya, we gonna miss you if we remember you la. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to udin, saya tahu saya cute and mempunyai keperibadian yang baik. tidak payah puji lebih-lebih. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to azeem, u touch my heart. haha. but i know who got your heart. wink wink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'the river may dry, but our friendship will never die'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love you all people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you rawk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;happy valentine's day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;xoxofufu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;KAYANGAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;p/s ; im in love with shayne ward! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-4921083452602824181?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/4921083452602824181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=4921083452602824181&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/4921083452602824181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/4921083452602824181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-2008.html' title='valentine&apos;s 2008'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-1852046633248113947</id><published>2008-01-28T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T01:32:13.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>xoxo from kundasang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; 25th january 2008. kk to kundasang. zen garden resort. pine 6.&lt;br /&gt;gegerl, azrul, azeem, udin, mat, z, kuya and wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kegilaan. kegembiraan. kebodohan. ketidak-aturan. kebingungan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161563677091790962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R6GO0TKdgHI/AAAAAAAAADk/gk8JV1O9SVI/s400/DSC03180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;from left ; azrul. mat. azeem. z. gegerl. kuya. wan. and udin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R6GRQzKdgKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/IM3RGnO8vvE/s1600-h/DSC03171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161566365741318306" style="WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R6GRQzKdgKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/IM3RGnO8vvE/s320/DSC03171.JPG" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R6GSJzKdgMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/hsB7GoXnzbg/s1600-h/DSC03172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161567344993861826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R6GSJzKdgMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/hsB7GoXnzbg/s320/DSC03172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R6GSIzKdgLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/L3rE1LLFWck/s1600-h/DSC03159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161567327813992626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R6GSIzKdgLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/L3rE1LLFWck/s320/DSC03159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R6GROzKdgJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1g3bT5gCA-c/s1600-h/DSC03152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161566331381579922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R6GROzKdgJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1g3bT5gCA-c/s320/DSC03152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i missed those dumb-dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;azeem ; ya lah. sudah la aku hitam, tiada girlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;z ; lembuuu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;udin ; yuuhuuu.. saya mau bayar.. saya mau bayar nieh. yuhuu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mat ; tukang potong cerita and buat semua lawak bodoh yang bikin semua org sakit perut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kuya ; proott.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wan ; sama la dia dengan si kuya. suka kentut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;azrul ; haih.. makan makan.. kuat makan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gegerl ; tukang gambar and paling bising tidak pandai diam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;azeem sakit gigi. terbatas kegilaan yang selama ini memang gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;z also sakit tekak tiba-tiba. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but, its was fun! seriously fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161570226916917458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R6GUxjKdgNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/i7pyVH6gVGU/s400/DSC03241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;p/s : kononnya satu malam, jadi dua malam. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-1852046633248113947?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/1852046633248113947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=1852046633248113947&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/1852046633248113947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/1852046633248113947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/01/xoxo-from-kundasang.html' title='xoxo from kundasang...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R6GO0TKdgHI/AAAAAAAAADk/gk8JV1O9SVI/s72-c/DSC03180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-5835590224349065909</id><published>2008-01-23T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T09:29:34.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Love hurts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But sometimes it's a good hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And it feels like I'm alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Love sings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When it transcends the bad things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Have a heart and try me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;'cause without love I won't survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;incubus-love hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yes. its true that without love, i wont survive. without you, i wont survive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;please take me and release me from doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;im sorry for being a messed. yes, a messed. i might be not understand you well, yet enough. and i took the blame. my fault, my fault. i should be blame. im sorry about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;but i just wanted you to know that, i needed u more than i need myself as who i am. i just cant step foward without your supports and love. you meant a lot to me. dont go, please dont go. stay here, always inside me, always near me, beside me. support me and guide me. love me and care for me. please baby, please. promise me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;to my beloved hubby, jangan marah-marah. you tak lawa if marah. senyum sayang, senyum.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;thanks for joining me and my friends watch movie. i know you jealouse coz my name is there. JOHANNA.. ahaks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;to sarah, nadia and farah, i know you guys also jealouse my name was the one beautiful blonde and charming lady staying in the golden empty and lonely cage. haha. well, thanks for inviting me and azrul for the movie. i like the anthony singing 'my name' scene. haha. ngee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;to farah, still wondering, 'what happen?' haha. but u look gojas bebeh. i cant believe it was you at the first place. yeah, we wasnt that close but as i remembered, the last time i saw you was 1997? omigod. a decade! well, pretty you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cintaKAYANGAN in love with putraKAYANGAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;geddit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-5835590224349065909?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/5835590224349065909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=5835590224349065909&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/5835590224349065909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/5835590224349065909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/01/love-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-2961226913838347124</id><published>2008-01-14T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:19:12.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>langit versus awan</title><content type='html'>langit biru di simbah awan gemawan memutih, memeluk kejap seiring berlaku, biar di tempuh gelora udara, takkan merubah tingginya kesetiaan, ibarat setianya cik awan dan cik langit. jikalau cik awan bersembunyi jauhkan diri, sepilah langit rindu-rinduan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the cuci kereta and kelapa session..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his house. with si kecik, haiqal. maen baling-baling batu di laut. cicak or ikan berkaki. tangkap ayam. back to baling batu di laut. cicak or ikan berkaki. fun and full of laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'nahh chicak'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'bukan. ikan tuh. tapi ada kaki'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'chicak'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'ikan bha iqal'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'nah nah.. chicak'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'ikan bha..'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelapa mawar. yes. air kelapa mawar. azrul petik. kopek. and saya minum. isinya, share sama iqal. nyum nyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss si kecik iqal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-2961226913838347124?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/2961226913838347124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=2961226913838347124&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/2961226913838347124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/2961226913838347124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/01/langit-versus-awan.html' title='langit versus awan'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-2820530988522307294</id><published>2008-01-08T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T07:34:04.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dearest sarahana...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;to sarahana, this one for u. tidak semua love story ends with happy ending. some ends with tears. i hope you'll be okay. love hurt. thats the fact. i felt it. we felf the same. same time. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;namun ini adalah segala ungkapan emosi, inspirasi yg tertuang melalui keyboard. hanya ini saja yang mampu aku lakukan untuk meluahkan segala isi hati aku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;cinta bukan sekedar perkataan, bukan sekedar untaian kata tak bermakna, bukan sekadar hiasan. kenapa setiap cinta di akhiri dengan air mata? apa erti cinta sebenarnya? yang indah atau yang luka semata-mata? bukankah cinta juga satu pengorbanan?&lt;br /&gt;kalau benar itu cinta yang tulus, ia ibarat kiambang berpaut. kalau kiambang dipisahkan, mereka pasti berpaut semula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CINTAILAH seseorang itu atas dasar siapa dirinya sekarang dan bukan siapa dia sebelumnya. Malah, kisah lampau yang berlaku tidak perlu diungkit lagi sekiranya hati benar-benar menyintai dirinya. kalau miliki cinta yang terbaik, jangan sekali kali melepaskannya, nanti menyesal tak sudah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'pabila cinta memanggilmu, ikutilah dia dengan jalan yang penuh liku'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-2820530988522307294?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/2820530988522307294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=2820530988522307294&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/2820530988522307294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/2820530988522307294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2008/01/dearest-sarahana.html' title='dearest sarahana...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-2449513293734217501</id><published>2008-01-07T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T11:24:28.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>january seventh, two thousand eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R4EqoUsFbpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/LghkeuoRaY4/s1600-h/DSC00401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152446320925306514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R4EqoUsFbpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/LghkeuoRaY4/s200/DSC00401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; the birthday boy look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(more picture to be upload)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;happy birthday awangku mohd azrul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;happy birthday to you baby.&lt;br /&gt;awh. 21 years old. Being an adult (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;KIDULT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i mean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, small birthday gathering in my sayang house.&lt;br /&gt;its awesome. the folks are so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;you folks mean the WORLD to me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to mama, bapa, abg azman, abg azhar, kak kas and who ever i didnt mention for helping me on this suprise birthday party for him. thanks alot people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most moment i remembered when his father talk-talk about me.&lt;br /&gt;he is so cute. yes. his father is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'alhamdulillah.. terjumpa juga pak cik sama bakal menantu pak cik ni. cantik lagi. budi bahasa sopan santun. pandai si Arul tapuk girlfriend dia. nda pun dia kasi kenal. nasib kamu datang nak. kenal-kenal juga pak cik sama kamu. kalau dari dulu datang, macam keluarga sudah kita ni. girlfriend cantik pun di tapuknya. anak apa la... ma, boleh di buat menantu ni.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still di telinga saya setiap baris kata.&lt;br /&gt;well, bapa, u dont know me.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for accepting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had this long bacaan doa selamat for him before blowing candle. LoOOong okay.&lt;br /&gt;abg azman was like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'satu buku doa la dia baca tu'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and i found it great.&lt;br /&gt;selama birthday saya, i never had this bacaan doa. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haikal, si kecik yang saya suka makes the cake cutting session LONG.&lt;br /&gt;cause he look so desprate to blow the candles. and he was so excited then abg azman lighten the candles again for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'satu tahun nda tau berapa kali birthday dia ni. semua birthday orang dia pun mau juga'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama said. kids, are the same. but its so cool being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang, happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;i hope this birthday keeps u a thousand memories. memories u and me with your family.&lt;br /&gt;i love u babe. seriously..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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ada yang tidak terlihat, tapi datang menyelinap, ada yang tidak terungkap,tapi bahasa tidak perlukan kata. kalian mengerti kan? tapi aku bersyukur dengan setiap kebahagian dan kegembiraan yang di berikan oleh dia. kekasih aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'i sayangkan u babe. ibarat... erm... sebutir pasir ibarat satu cinta i.. kalau tak pun, seluas langit...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luahan dia untuk aku. terpaksa? yes sebab aku membulinya. dan aku suka membulinya. and the best part when he tired been questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'babe.. you tanya la soalan-soalan okay tapi jangan tanya i sayang you ka tidak sebab jawapan dia, i sayang sangat dengan you. i mau tidur nih.. you tanya ja apa-apa. i jawap..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is so sweet. i cant imagine my life without his voice and sweet words that melts my heart..&lt;br /&gt;the favourite phrase i missed ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'mau kena ampas pakai yelopages? ka belalai gajah?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the favourite things i love to say to him ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'you sayang i ka tidak nih? sayang bilang...! i&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;timbak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; u'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'you sayang i?' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'betul?'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'tipu....'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;serious?'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'iya babe?'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he will reply ; (dengan penuh sabar dan geram)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'i sayang u babe'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'betul'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'tidak tipu'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'serious bha'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'iya'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it sound boring to him but i just love the way he answer me.&lt;br /&gt;and i know he like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we just love us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the thing called love is not too complicated,..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-5944316939278984958?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/5944316939278984958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=5944316939278984958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/5944316939278984958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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meanings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and memories..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;between you &amp;amp; me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R30ntEsFbkI/AAAAAAAAACM/KbzMbnnoYG4/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151317204087959106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R30ntEsFbkI/AAAAAAAAACM/KbzMbnnoYG4/s200/DSC00388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the day of happiness and smile...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R30ntksFblI/AAAAAAAAACU/q3HaL_NEfT8/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151317212677893714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R30ntksFblI/AAAAAAAAACU/q3HaL_NEfT8/s200/DSC00387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sweet and eternity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R30nt0sFbmI/AAAAAAAAACc/cJahsayNlCw/s1600-h/DSC00389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151317216972861026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R30nt0sFbmI/AAAAAAAAACc/cJahsayNlCw/s200/DSC00389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you are the best thing i ever had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R30nuEsFbnI/AAAAAAAAACk/hbA6VKXzYMI/s1600-h/DSC00391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151317221267828338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R30nuEsFbnI/AAAAAAAAACk/hbA6VKXzYMI/s200/DSC00391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thank God, i found u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R30nuUsFboI/AAAAAAAAACs/xnO_I5_5Ct8/s1600-h/DSC00390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151317225562795650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R30nuUsFboI/AAAAAAAAACs/xnO_I5_5Ct8/s200/DSC00390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey WORLD! im deeply in love with this guy,,.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-5595461811541824991?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/5595461811541824991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R30ntEsFbkI/AAAAAAAAACM/KbzMbnnoYG4/s72-c/DSC00388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-2981174530283159035</id><published>2007-12-31T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T07:27:40.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i called it, THEA...</title><content type='html'>THEA, thea...&lt;br /&gt;seam's new born kitten. been looking around for the baby. all i heard is &lt;em&gt;'miow miow'&lt;/em&gt;. here and there. follow the voices came from. tidak jumpa-jumpa. sounds came from the rooftop. but finally last night, they showed up. two kitties died. one left. greyish black. perfect tail. and cute. and i called it THEA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;NEW YEAR COUNTDOWN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;kepada semua teman-teman saya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bertambah lagi satu tahun selepas tahun-tahun yang sudah menguji hari-hari kita.Bahagialah kamu dan gembiralah kamu dengan kedatangan tahun yang baru ini.Yang ingin ku beri bukan sekadar ucapan.Yang ingin aku beri pada kamu adalah doa setulus hati.semoga Tuhan melindungi kamu serta tercapai semua angan dan cita-cita kamu.Mudah-mudahan di beri umur panjang dan sehat selama-lamanya ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;kepada kekasih hati saya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;terima kasih atas hari-hari yang indah, yang penuh suka duka dan sedih tawa.. segala yang pernah kita lalui tahun 2007 akan tetap akan jadi kenangan terhebat dalam diri saya. tidak akan mungkin saya bisa mendapatkan kenangan serupa itu lagi. hanya kerna kamu,kenangan itu tercipta dengan cukup bermakna. thanks sayang. dan saya harap tahun 2008 nanti, akan memberi kita sejuta kebahagian yang kita impikan.apa yang saya inginkan, kaseh sayang kamu yang kekal untuk saya, kejujuran antara kita, dan kesetian cinta kamu pada saya. saya janji, saya akan pelihara hubungan kita dan akan sentiasa bahagiakan kamu. kerna, kamu saja yang saya sayang dan cinta&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;happy new year all! welcome to 2008. with love, me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-2981174530283159035?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-104968544372904722</id><published>2007-12-21T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T07:03:26.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kalau sudah cinta bersemi...</title><content type='html'>kalau sudah cinta dan sayang bersemi, mula lah merasa keindahan sesebuah hubungan. tika itu lah ada yang bisa membuat perut seperti ada rama-rama berterbangan kegembiraan. ada yang bisa membuat hari-hari muram menjadi gembira dengan penuh gurauan senda tawa seperti taman yang indah di kunjungi serangga warna-warni. ada yang bisa merasa langit gelap tanpa bintang itu indah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begitu kuatnya cinta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sehingga ada yang sanggup menggadaikan nyawa kerna sang arjuna.&lt;br /&gt;ada yang jadi gila kena dek penangan cinta.&lt;br /&gt;ada yang muram dan sentiasa ditemani air mata pabila tidur kerna teringat si dewa-dewi punjanga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semua kerna cinta...&lt;br /&gt;kita menangis, ketawa..&lt;br /&gt;kita sedih, gembira..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-104968544372904722?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/104968544372904722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=104968544372904722&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/104968544372904722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/104968544372904722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2007/12/kalau-sudah-cinta-bersemi.html' title='kalau sudah cinta bersemi...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-2748960491958304072</id><published>2007-12-10T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T10:47:17.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>olive juice baby!</title><content type='html'>tidak semua cerita cinta berakhir dengan kesedihan..&lt;br /&gt;kerna aku mungkin akan kembali bahagia seperti hari kelmarin...&lt;br /&gt;mungkin awan, bintang dan hujan mengerti hati aku.&lt;br /&gt;mungkin pokok, burung dan unggas malam mendengar bisikku.&lt;br /&gt;mungin angin membawa rinduku padanya..&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih angin...&lt;br /&gt;terubat sudah hati yang luka.tiada lagi kesedihan.tiada lagi kekecewaan.&lt;br /&gt;yang aku tahu,hari semakin panas.disinari mentari garang cahayanya.bulan tetap ada,menyinari bumi sebelah sana.manusia kian bertambah,mempentaskan lakonan kehidupan mereka.dan aku,cinta aku semakin datang.aku kesal dengan setiap yang pernah jadi antara kita.tapi Tuhan mahukan kita tetap bersama.oh Tuhan, terima kasih kerana memberi kami peluang-Mu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mengertikah kalian semua sekiranya aku katakan bahwa cinta itu sentiasa bahagia? dan yang luka hanya singgahan sementara?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-2748960491958304072?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/2748960491958304072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=2748960491958304072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/2748960491958304072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/2748960491958304072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2007/12/olive-juice-baby.html' title='olive juice baby!'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-7749331340548204847</id><published>2007-11-14T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T10:32:43.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>he's in Heaven...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Living his new life behind the heaven's gate ... That’s how I want to think of him. I love him too much that I hate to admit he's no longer mine...I refused to think that I’ve set a full-stop in this relationship but instead I think of him as a memory that will forever send happy tears in my book of life... When I missed him and how badly I wanted to tell him, I wrote on a paper and burnt it with a wish that he will read it. Pathetic isn't? That is the power of love that I never thought I’d knew. My hope ends there. He'll never come back and I don't have to wait with guiltiness. It's easier that way, to have a strong reason why shouldn't you wait for him to come back. Because he won’t come back, he will never come back. Yes, I will loose someone with the number that I used to dial up in the middle of the night just to kiss him good night and tells him how in the world he meant to my life. But that’s the risk I should think before I ever want to be in love. People come and go. That’s life. But I won't loose the sparks of my life that shines other's life everyday without a day missing. I won't loose my smile that hides all the pain beneath me. I won't loose the laughter with joy that never failed to lie to my heart that everything is going to be okay. I won't jump from the moving train, I won't stay forever in the train. But for now, let the train runs my way, let the train goes wherever it want to go. I'll find a right destination one day, and that one destination is the place where I will decide to come down from hahahthe train for my beginning of life... Good-bye isn't the end of my life, it is the beginning for something that I will discover someday in my precious life. Love that comes and goes isn't a true love, but a love that needs a shelter when it is lonely. Though my love means nothing to others, to me...it means everything... The love for my life will helps me to stand on my own without men to help. I will get over you someday. And that someday will be the someday you will regret... i miss you. u take care. i hope u'll get someone better than me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-7749331340548204847?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/7749331340548204847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=7749331340548204847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/7749331340548204847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/7749331340548204847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2007/11/living-his-new-life-behind-heavens-gate.html' title='he&apos;s in Heaven...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-8420423355052089925</id><published>2007-10-14T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T10:27:56.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love, your princess..</title><content type='html'>He was my first real love, I’ve never thought that this is the feeling when you’re in love. I thought I was in love for many times before, but none of those ever sends chill to my stomach. We had our ups and downs. We cheated on each other, but the end of the day we keep on falling back to each other. There is no love that felt so good like this before. The history of us starts when we started to chat for two days on the phone, just messaging to each other as friends. One night, he we went out for dinner. first date. its was at waterfront. we drove around the town for awhile. We stopped two places though. finally after we had met up few times, And one precious night, he wants me to be his girlfriend. I wasn’t thinking much, he was just another guy in my life I thought, nothing more. Besides, I’m hurt for too long. (Seriously. I’m in love with attentions) From that moment, 070407,, I realized I have fallen in love with him. He’s the sweetest guy ever. He did a lot of things for me such as being my gay partner each single way. he wore the clothes that I picked for him and he remembered every words that came out from my mouth. He bought everything that I ever wish I want though he knows that he won’t be able to get what he wants. Along the way, I learnt how to let go my boys, I learnt to cook and dress up like a girl. (Though now I’m back to my boyish world but I’m still keeping my cooking skill) I tried not to talk so loud, and try not to talk so much. I learnt how to apologize and I learnt not to gets in fight. He changed a lot in me. He’s the grip of my life, without him I’m just a failure to this world. Hopefully, one day he can finally understand this feeling though I don’t show it often… always love you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-8420423355052089925?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/8420423355052089925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=8420423355052089925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/8420423355052089925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/8420423355052089925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-your-princess.html' title='love, your princess..'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-4885971146299926006</id><published>2007-09-28T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T10:22:11.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its love&amp;&amp;hate relationship...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;love being in love. Even if the other person doesn't have a clue, because that proves i am alive. The question is can you love someone without expecting anything back from him? Can you love someone so much without suffocating him and allowing him to be free? without binding him to a contract of a relationship? Can i be so open like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149832511203143042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="263" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R3fhYksFbYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/M5Pln6N6jck/s320/pika-b0o!.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you complete me..&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for that.. love you always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-4885971146299926006?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/4885971146299926006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=4885971146299926006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/4885971146299926006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/4885971146299926006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-love-relationship.html' title='its love&amp;&amp;hate relationship...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R3fhYksFbYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/M5Pln6N6jck/s72-c/pika-b0o!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-768555811776516127</id><published>2007-09-15T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T10:16:11.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>those invisible conversation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;im moving blogs. dont bother asking me for the new add.what you dont know, wont hurt you right? sorry people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;so everything started here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;or h e r e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;or here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;or h e r e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;or here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;or h e r e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;or EVEN.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;here and &lt;strong&gt;here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;tears again? oh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;there's only two things that can make me look like im a fuckin druggie; lack of sleep and tears. there's about a hundred things that cures it, temporarily.but just one to make a miracle recovery. coz the last time, it worked. but because i had to get back, i was back to square one. all i need is enough sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i missed him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;the only person that always i missed every single second is him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;wah! gw kangen amet nih sama qm! seperti hari-hari yang lalu,qm ada di sisi gw,. nemanin gw,. saat itu, kebahagian yang nga pernah gw rasain.., kerna qm ada.. makasih sayang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149830514043350386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R3ffkUsFbXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MeMo-HcwkyU/s320/hubbie+said+i+l0ok+lyk+rabbit%3B)edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;ini lah erti kebahagian saat kami bersama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691888390492511190-768555811776516127?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/768555811776516127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=768555811776516127&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/768555811776516127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/768555811776516127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2007/09/those-invisible-conversation.html' title='those invisible conversation...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/R3ffkUsFbXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MeMo-HcwkyU/s72-c/hubbie+said+i+l0ok+lyk+rabbit%3B)edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691888390492511190.post-4833105609437358637</id><published>2007-09-09T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T10:00:29.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>semua kerna cinta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;tidak semua ceritera cinta bermula dengan &lt;em&gt;'once upon a time' &lt;/em&gt;dan berakhir dengan &lt;em&gt;'they lived happily ever after'. &lt;/em&gt;perkenalan setiap episod cinta semestinya bermula dengan kemanisan dan kebahagian. dan yang pasti pasti ada yang berakhir dengan keperitan dan kekecewaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;ada cinta yang wujud dalam gelap. &lt;em&gt;'cukup lah aku lihat kau dari sudut ini. kerna, aku tidak akan biarkan kau mengetahui isi hati ini. semoga kalian bahagia'. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;ada juga yang bersaksikan alam, mengikat janji. janji terpati dihati dan di situlah kebahagian itu terasa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;alangkah indahnya sekiranya setiap cinta itu kekal indah dan manis.&lt;br /&gt;ataukah setiap lafaz manis itu hanya pura-pura dan sandiwara semata-mata?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;di mana pengakhiran ceritera cinta?&lt;br /&gt;semua orang impikan cinta mereka berakhir di jinjang pelamin.&lt;br /&gt;tetapi bagaimana andai kisah mereka terhenti ibarat jam kehabisan bateri?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;tidak semua cinta itu indah. Kadang-kadang bila segalanya diatur dengan sempurna, pasti ada saja dugaan dan halangan yang menimpa-seseolah keasa Tuhan menidakkannya.&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/4691888390492511190-4833105609437358637?l=cik-kayangan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/feeds/4833105609437358637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4691888390492511190&amp;postID=4833105609437358637&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/4833105609437358637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4691888390492511190/posts/default/4833105609437358637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cik-kayangan.blogspot.com/2007/09/tidak-semua-ceritera-cinta-bermula.html' title='semua kerna cinta...'/><author><name>Johanna Natashah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09211735636004221292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TZpDJ4xITRo/TR9R19dDlHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/b4aOo0vkHaM/S220/small.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
