<?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-14183007</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:30:28.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Soul</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Azie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557873662873426934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14183007.post-6175247653096650900</id><published>2008-02-17T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T17:45:35.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe I am closing down this blog. I rarely update because it seems that I am losing the zest to blog. Probably because of my busy schedule almost every time. I have a life and commitments, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we shall see. Now, I need to get ready for Kak Nat's belated birthday dinner with my family and sha. Yes, she invited him. I think they love him. I love him too. Much much. Haha! so random. Till then.. ((:&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/14183007-6175247653096650900?l=muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/feeds/6175247653096650900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14183007&amp;postID=6175247653096650900&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default/6175247653096650900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default/6175247653096650900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/2008/02/maybe-i-am-closing-down-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Azie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557873662873426934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14183007.post-1780183896536323281</id><published>2008-01-27T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:30:41.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GET WELL SOON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am running a high temperature. It rose up to 39.8 degrees when I went to the 24 hours clinic with Sha about an hour ago. The feeling is really horrible, terrible and awful. It has been two weeks and it is getting from bad to worst. Seriously, it is so demoralising. I really want to get well soon. Please pray for me. I can feel that my body is really deteriorating. I feel so worn out. I really need a break. My head feels so heavy. I have not been doing well at work. I even failed the surveys answered by my customers. They said I don't smile. I am really upset. I put a strong front and force myself to work yet no one noticed. I have been coming to work just for the sake of working. I don't talk as much to my customers like I used to. Probably because I am unwell for the past few weeks. I can't blamed my customers for rating me very low. Sigh reality checked : Customers are always right. They want the best service from you. I have not been referring much either. Boss kept comparing with the others who have more than ten years of working experience. Thank god, I am still on MC on Monday. If I work, I have to come at 8.30am for the meeting. It sucks when you don't score as high as the others. That's why I always dread Mondays. I hate the meetings. Sigh, I must be really sick that I am feeling so down right now. I miss my boyfriend. :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14183007-1780183896536323281?l=muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/feeds/1780183896536323281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14183007&amp;postID=1780183896536323281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default/1780183896536323281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default/1780183896536323281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/2008/01/get-well-soon.html' title='GET WELL SOON!'/><author><name>Azie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557873662873426934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14183007.post-3442190762665283567</id><published>2008-01-17T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:50:36.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So what's my age again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have been feeling sick for the past few days. It started with a very bad headache on Sunday and it led to an annoying sore throat. Now when I am starting to recover from the sore throat after drinking starfruit juice during my lunch and dinner at work (my colleagues recommended it), I have been coughing and coughing the whole day. Seriously, it is so irritating. I just want to get well soon. It is so pathetic to feel this way when my birthday is just minutes away. Okay, maybe it is a sign to tell me that I am getting older. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got my first present on last Sunday. It was from myself. Yes, from me, myself and I. I have this habit of getting myself a birthday present every year. This year, I bought the &lt;a href="http://www.sony.com.sg/product/dsc-t2/sku/dsc-t2%252Fl%2B%2B%2B%2Be32?site=hp_en_SG_i"&gt;Sony DSC-T2 Digital Camera&lt;/a&gt;. I wanted the green one but it was out of stock. So I got the blue one instead cause it goes along with my PSP colour. Anyway, I have yet to try it out cause I was ill and busy with work. It is okay cause I will use it during the chalet this weekend. I can't wait to meet my friends again. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Yes, Happy 22nd Birthday to me! Fifteen minutes more to midnight. Hee, and my dear sha is coming later. He is passing me the cough syrup to ease my throat. He is the sweetest and he shall be the first person to spend my birthday with me. Thank you hun! *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14183007-3442190762665283567?l=muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/feeds/3442190762665283567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14183007&amp;postID=3442190762665283567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default/3442190762665283567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default/3442190762665283567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-whats-my-age-again.html' title='So what&apos;s my age again?'/><author><name>Azie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557873662873426934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14183007.post-7542920939611389465</id><published>2007-12-26T15:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T10:34:51.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epitome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is that time of the year again where people get caught for drink driving, empty liquor bottles littered everywhere around the street at Clarke Quay, 'Glam-ah' holding hands with some old 'ti ko peh' uncle reliving the days of Beauty World cha cha cha and school children and parents jamming the queues of their neighbourhood 'Popular' bookstore. Heh, it's just days before 2008 and i really can't wait to blast off to the new year. There are just so many things that i can look forward to. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A recap on some events that have happened in 2007. I have to say that it has been a good year for me. As a trainee at PLC , i successfully completed the course and im now holding a 3SG rank which isn't that much of a deal to me but my family seemed rather proud their son completed the course. I really couldn't have done it without my family, mom and dad especially for their enormous support.  41st ASLC Platoon 3 Golf Coy. We like it here we like it here we've found ourselves a home. A home , a home , a home sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I finally got my driving licence (hooray!) on May 15th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;27th Aug 2007. B-Day + 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had the most memorable birthday with a special someone. I looked at the photos i took with her over and over again. it still leaves me the 'up in the clouds' feeling. i was so happy that day. there were happy surprises, lovely moments and i couldn't ask for a better birthday. thank you hun for making me the most happiest person. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;13th Oct. Hari Raya Puasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;this marks another year of achievement as i manage to fast a whole month in the army. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;alhamdullillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;All in all, i had a great year and i really wanna walk through life with my dearest by my side :) loadsa love, sha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14183007-7542920939611389465?l=muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/feeds/7542920939611389465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14183007&amp;postID=7542920939611389465&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default/7542920939611389465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default/7542920939611389465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/2007/12/epitome.html' title='Epitome'/><author><name>shareef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12298428299317380673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14183007.post-8767790815649252207</id><published>2007-12-26T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T10:54:04.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Red Carpet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Getting ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I am ready to say hello to the new year. I believe I have already set my twenty-o-eight's resolutions. Well, counting down - about 5 more days to say goodbye to 2007. Hmm this year, my journey started a little bumpy and the road was never so smooth until I found someone really special, the one who has been with me for so long. I did not even notice that my bestfriend is the one who can fits me perfectly. So near yet so far. More likely, I have never expected that he will fall for my type of person. It was a pleasant surprise though. I love you hun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pardon me for my bad English. Yes, I know I have very little vocabulary in me. I am just not a fantastic dictionary and it seems that I am running out of ideas to continue this entry. I am getting really sleepy and I need to work later. Tell you what.. I am heading to the slumberland now. I will update again soon. Hopefully very soon. Haha good night, merry x'mas and a happy new year okay? Hohoho till then...&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/14183007-8767790815649252207?l=muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/feeds/8767790815649252207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14183007&amp;postID=8767790815649252207&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default/8767790815649252207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default/8767790815649252207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/2007/12/getting-ready.html' title='The Red Carpet'/><author><name>Azie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557873662873426934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14183007.post-19860714331269673</id><published>2007-12-08T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T10:46:00.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UGLY FEET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are really, really tired. I swear they are calling for USqueeze as soon as I ended work just now. The problem is I don't even own that product. Maybe by the time I can really afford to get one, Osim probably has invented a theySqueeze or weSqueeze that really can squeeze your legs hard till you just go&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "OoooAahhhhh"&lt;/span&gt;. That just remind me that maybe I should try my luck and write to Uncle Santa. Perhaps, he can grant my wish this christmas. Hee my feet will be very delighted if I ever get to have the USqueeze. I am serious because I have to wear high heels to work from morning to late at night and sometimes, I can even hear my feet crying at the end of the day. It is that bad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I miss my big foot so much.&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/14183007-19860714331269673?l=muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/feeds/19860714331269673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14183007&amp;postID=19860714331269673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default/19860714331269673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default/19860714331269673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/2007/12/ugly-feet-my-legs-are-really-really.html' title='Dear Santa..'/><author><name>Azie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557873662873426934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14183007.post-3923953676828238183</id><published>2007-11-23T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T08:13:44.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;TIME AFTER TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about time to update this humble blog of mine. I know there are so little entries lately. Reason? Simple. B-U-S-Y! (and lazy too. hehe) My time has become so precious nowadays. Sometimes, I don't even need to plan for anything on my non-working days. Sigh I admit that I have been neglecting some of my friends. Please accept my apologies for all my late replies. I promise to make up for all that. Really. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things I have been wanting to blog about. From the Hari Raya with the NYP guys to the Hari Raya visit of my classmates to the Deepavali Henna to the Zone Party at Cafe del Mar to The Kids Show to the Cosmetic Workshop to the Dinner &amp;amp; Dance 2007 to the CitySquare trip with family and the list goes on uh. Maybe I should just upload a few photos to make some of the stories short. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgiT0UizB6Q/R0axvZ_atRI/AAAAAAAAAMk/nnS82HvMhwg/s1600-h/DSC03205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgiT0UizB6Q/R0axvZ_atRI/AAAAAAAAAMk/nnS82HvMhwg/s320/DSC03205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135987853051475218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qgiT0UizB6Q/R0ajIp_atNI/AAAAAAAAAME/lUkkXBJf_NM/s1600-h/DSC00018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qgiT0UizB6Q/R0ajIp_atNI/AAAAAAAAAME/lUkkXBJf_NM/s320/DSC00018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135971794168755410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgiT0UizB6Q/R0avyJ_atPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/q5cZKZl419g/s1600-h/vivo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgiT0UizB6Q/R0avyJ_atPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/q5cZKZl419g/s320/vivo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135985701272859890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and lastly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgiT0UizB6Q/R0a25Z_atSI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xq6z-MDdASw/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgiT0UizB6Q/R0a25Z_atSI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xq6z-MDdASw/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135993522408305954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS BEING THERE FOR ME! ILU &lt;3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All right. I really don't have anymore time to continue this post. I am so gonna be late. I need to gooo.. till my next update! Adieuz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/14183007-3923953676828238183?l=muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/feeds/3923953676828238183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14183007&amp;postID=3923953676828238183&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default/3923953676828238183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default/3923953676828238183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/2007/11/time-after-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Azie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557873662873426934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgiT0UizB6Q/R0axvZ_atRI/AAAAAAAAAMk/nnS82HvMhwg/s72-c/DSC03205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14183007.post-1336041507533589980</id><published>2007-11-03T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T08:56:30.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sun Had Come Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have an infection on my left ear. It feels really uncomfortable somewhere below my piercings. Suddenly, I am like carrying a tiny ball bearing on my ear. If it still persist by this Sunday, I will surely head down to my company's clinic during lunch time. I am still praying that it will go away because that will really save me the hassle. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, my life has been great. Hmm I shall be easy with my work, family, friends and relationship. Yes, I just mention the word - relationship. I know even without sharing this, some of you have already know that I am attached to someone now. Even my family knows about my secret. Haha say what you want to say because I am telling myself not to bother about any sarcasm or critics from anyone anymore. This is my life and I have a mind of my own to decide my future and happiness now. Whatever it is, I think it unfair for this guy who has always been there when I need someone. Without any hesitation, I am a happy girl when he is with me. We may be together for a short while but I am quite certain that I know 80% of him already. Probably because we were bestfriends before. Okay I think I have given enough clues to make a guess who this person is. Need anymore help, you can always go back to my archives on the left. Hehe to the left, to the left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;To love and to be loved is to feel the sun from both sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hari raya this year has been quite simple. I have not really visited many houses because of time constraint. Work is taking a lot of my time. Even when I have the time, other people might not be free. It is that difficult but I don't blame anyone since we are all working adults and have many things to commit at this period. Despite all that, I manage to spend my previous Wednesday with both my darling girlfriends. I had fun with them even though we only visited each other house. The cab rides were really hilarious. Like seriously, deprive childhood or missing school life? I think neither because the three of us are just young people at heart right? Haha blessed. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qgiT0UizB6Q/RyvGKtE6MwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/uTr3ff-OHYA/s1600-h/P1030168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qgiT0UizB6Q/RyvGKtE6MwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/uTr3ff-OHYA/s320/P1030168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128410487892620034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sweet! We did not plan our outfits eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall end my post here because I believe I have just type a long entry which can last for another week or two? Heh okay till my next update. Much loves! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14183007-1336041507533589980?l=muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/feeds/1336041507533589980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14183007&amp;postID=1336041507533589980&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default/1336041507533589980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14183007/posts/default/1336041507533589980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muzik-mu-muzik-ku.blogspot.com/2007/11/sun-had-come-out-i-think-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Azie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557873662873426934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qgiT0UizB6Q/RyvGKtE6MwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/uTr3ff-OHYA/s72-c/P1030168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
