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I can't think for myself. I even ask the silliest question to everyone. Pity my sister for having to face all my silliness day and night. Throw my hats off for her :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so lazy i can't even update my blog constantly. I guess nobody reads my blog now cuz they know i won't update. I HAVE TO UPDATE. For my own good :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-3436036380585306993?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3436036380585306993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=3436036380585306993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3436036380585306993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3436036380585306993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2011/04/random-post.html' title='Random post'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-234168414988563390</id><published>2011-01-26T15:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T16:13:55.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i feel like shit.'/><title type='text'>I miss my blog.</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it. The last time i blogged was last year. I miss blogging. I miss writing what i feel.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my blog i swear from the bottom of my heart i miss you bloggy. Can i cry now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhh heck, im sorry i neglected you.&lt;br /&gt;School sucks now. Not really,even thou the teachers are pushing me towards that direction. Maths is always a pain. I wonder when i'll actually love maths. Sometimes i just wanna sit there and burn my maths homework.&lt;br /&gt;I think school's okay, WITHOUT maths and physics and chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;I really have to study hard this year. Im gonna study hard. I will. I wanna make my parents happy. Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope things will get better this year. I hope i will not be such a loser like last year. I hope i won't make the same mistakes again. I hope i won't hurt anyone in the process of learning about everything. Sighs. I've hurt somebody. And i don't have the guts to apologize. What a loser i am right? Stop it nad, if you stop thinking about it, then you'll get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pray for a better tomorrow. Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-234168414988563390?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/234168414988563390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=234168414988563390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/234168414988563390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/234168414988563390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-miss-my-blog.html' title='I miss my blog.'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-3796458780976092306</id><published>2010-10-06T12:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T12:30:35.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>Neyo - One in a million</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TKv4loUJ6_I/AAAAAAAAAjM/2eYJRr-hGbo/s1600/31qdrwyao1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TKv4loUJ6_I/AAAAAAAAAjM/2eYJRr-hGbo/s320/tumblr_l83liyMhn31qdrwyao1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524782693260848114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week = trash.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to look forward for. Maths Paper's on Friday, and obviously it won't be a 'Thank-god-it's-Friday' day.&lt;br /&gt;I am so confident that i'm gonna flip the shit out of Maths paper. and fail. And can't take A Maths next year. Sighs. Maths is so dumb. I hate maths lah. I get tired when i see Maths. Everything is about numbers and stupid words like simultaneous equation, algebra(which sounds like a useless animal), mensuration whatever shit and alot more stupid words. I swear after maths paper, i'll haul ass out of school and never touch my maths notes or books. Im kinda lookin forward for Friday, just to end the torture, seriously mannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Facebook just did the 'Problem Loading Page' to me. This is so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Im now refreshing the page for like the idk how many times. I guess facebook's askin me to go and revise. You've got a point. I should go study. I guess my next post will be on... next month.&lt;br /&gt;Im just lazy okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-3796458780976092306?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3796458780976092306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=3796458780976092306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3796458780976092306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3796458780976092306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/10/neyo-one-in-million.html' title='Neyo - One in a million'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TKv4loUJ6_I/AAAAAAAAAjM/2eYJRr-hGbo/s72-c/tumblr_l83liyMhn31qdrwyao1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-2266686651454046077</id><published>2010-09-03T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T21:52:17.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zzzzzzzz.'/><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TID7A13O2LI/AAAAAAAAAi8/dDSTD1jdOv4/s1600/tumblr_l84edmfDnV1qb2nojo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TID7A13O2LI/AAAAAAAAAi8/dDSTD1jdOv4/s320/tumblr_l84edmfDnV1qb2nojo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512681935778797746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i break fast, i was feelin' high. Okay not proper. Maybe bored. Very bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... my mum was cleaning the table. Then, i took the table cloth that's laid on the table. And wrapped it around my body like a Sari. I dont know why i did that seriously. Then i did a catwalk around the house!&lt;br /&gt;I was having so much fun until my mum gave the the glare. Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, i put the cloth back to where it's suppose to be. Sometimes my mum just can't see me enjoying life. Haha but seriously, i dont know what came to me.&lt;br /&gt;K NIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-2266686651454046077?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2266686651454046077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=2266686651454046077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2266686651454046077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2266686651454046077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/TID7A13O2LI/AAAAAAAAAi8/dDSTD1jdOv4/s72-c/tumblr_l84edmfDnV1qb2nojo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-6215075930045905757</id><published>2010-09-03T14:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T14:40:05.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s like he doesnt hear a word i say'/><title type='text'>Wouldn't change a thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TICT5Vg18vI/AAAAAAAAAi0/7Eq-36rmyWg/s1600/l83cye76Ud1qa2xbco1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TICT5Vg18vI/AAAAAAAAAi0/7Eq-36rmyWg/s320/tumblr_l83cye76Ud1qa2xbco1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512568557138211570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i try to ignore whatever she says and just get over the whole thing, she'll start it all over again. It's like she wants me to get mad, and then when i get mad, i throw tantrums everywhere, to anyone. Including her, of course, And then she'll start it again... Sometimes i just don't understand her. It's like, at one time she's perfectly okay, but then she starts changing again. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, i must learn to understand her a little. A little too much. Afterall, she's someone i have to trust, respect, and rely on. That's what we're born to do. Work with each other, with mutual respect(i guess). Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to reality talk. Mind me, i can't do much of these. Im so used to blog what i think instead of what i did the whole day and that kinda stuffs. Thats just not me i guess. Too personal, and yknow, they(as in you haha) have no reasons to know what i do, where i went, yadda yadda. But to think of it, maybe it's somehow a better way to remember how my life is on a mundane day in future. So i'll go like "ooooh i didnt know i was that lame last month".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clever, i know right. So im gonna try to update my blog. It's so difficult! Well, not now. I noticed that i can only blog during the evening, like yknow, after school, when the sun is up. Conclusion is... Im a night lagger.&lt;br /&gt;OK i swear i dontknow whats that. Like my vocabulary is so limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so much of typing and thinking, i still havent say anything about my day... &lt;br /&gt;See what i mean? I cant do this so called reality talk. I'll always draaaaaaaag my words and thoughts and end up with absolutely nothing about my day. So annoying.&lt;br /&gt;MM MM MM, nevermind, i'll try for better luck next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I just bought a new flower. &lt;br /&gt;New obsession? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NODS HEAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-6215075930045905757?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6215075930045905757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=6215075930045905757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6215075930045905757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6215075930045905757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/09/wouldnt-change-thing.html' title='Wouldn&apos;t change a thing.'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TICT5Vg18vI/AAAAAAAAAi0/7Eq-36rmyWg/s72-c/tumblr_l83cye76Ud1qa2xbco1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-7963224306002412966</id><published>2010-08-30T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T21:58:51.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTH'/><title type='text'>STFU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/THu1HeyS-SI/AAAAAAAAAis/WrfKxvWD5B8/s1600/l7ltj5JJCz1qah803o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511197709145667874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/THu1HeyS-SI/AAAAAAAAAis/WrfKxvWD5B8/s320/tumblr_l7ltj5JJCz1qah803o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH I DONT FEEL LIKE BLOGGING THANKS. I CAN'T CONCENTRATE. EVERYTIME I TYPE A WHOLE CHUNK OF SENTENCE, I DELETE THEM ALL AGAIN. THEN I WRITE ANOTHER PARAGRAPH, I DELETE THEM AGAIN. WHATS WRONG WITH ME TODAY. SIGHS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-7963224306002412966?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7963224306002412966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=7963224306002412966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7963224306002412966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7963224306002412966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/08/stfu.html' title='STFU'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/THu1HeyS-SI/AAAAAAAAAis/WrfKxvWD5B8/s72-c/tumblr_l7ltj5JJCz1qah803o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-7113918811615394808</id><published>2010-07-31T19:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T19:24:19.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For real?'/><title type='text'>Hi im back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TFQEXTNUcUI/AAAAAAAAAic/BFcupo85ngE/s1600/l69bz6OsQ51qb5nu3o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TFQEXTNUcUI/AAAAAAAAAic/BFcupo85ngE/s320/69bz6OsQ51qb5nu3o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500025843265859906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time i blogged? OK the usher thing doesn't count.&lt;br /&gt;July the First. And today is 31 July. Right, let's just make it August the First.&lt;br /&gt;That's an achievement really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much to do in such little time.  Too many conversations I want to have, too many people I want to see, too many naps I want to take, too many meals I want to have with friends, too many books I want to read, too many things I don’t want to do yet still must, too many thoughts in my head, too little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really remember what happened when i was having my 'little-break'.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps just occupied with YOG rehearsals. NDP rehearsals. CCAs. And yeah looks like that's what i've been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOG rehearsals timing are madness.(You may skip this part to avoid cofusion haha) On wednesday, it starts at 3pm(aft school), and ends around 10(close to 11) at night. And then the next day(Thursday), school starts at 10 on the dot.  and on a mundane Saturday is worser than the worst. Starts at 9am, ends at around 10pm too. As for me and the other 79 students, we will most probably end at 2am for the Torch thingy. Wow huh? And also, all of us will be sleeping overnight at our holding area at the F1 Pit @ Marina Bay next Sat. Double wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do i cope you may ask.&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure either. That is why the one month break was somehow worthy.&lt;br /&gt;and i've been left out far away for my Maths.&lt;br /&gt;Why, you may ask again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i don't even know too. I dont even remember when i last think in the correct state of&lt;br /&gt;mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it looks like i really miss out a month worth of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-7113918811615394808?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7113918811615394808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=7113918811615394808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7113918811615394808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7113918811615394808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi-im-back.html' title='Hi im back.'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/TFQEXTNUcUI/AAAAAAAAAic/BFcupo85ngE/s72-c/69bz6OsQ51qb5nu3o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-5391655904363117372</id><published>2010-07-31T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T12:57:12.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thank you DJ'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="4800" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oBhj-Tv4WHI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oBhj-Tv4WHI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" usher usher usher, yeah man "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-5391655904363117372?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5391655904363117372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=5391655904363117372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5391655904363117372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5391655904363117372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/usher-usher-usher-yeah-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-3930318196314509757</id><published>2010-07-01T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T18:26:51.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mermaid'/><title type='text'>Ciara - Get Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TCxjscUjxQI/AAAAAAAAAiU/nYQfyHzU-tI/s1600/3oeuhrcQp1qb3edao1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TCxjscUjxQI/AAAAAAAAAiU/nYQfyHzU-tI/s320/tumblr_l3oeuhrcQp1qb3edao1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488871661025608962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. How's it goin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange stuffs is happening, really.&lt;br /&gt;AND when i mean strange, it's not just strange.&lt;br /&gt;It's weird and totally unexpected at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, my voice has changed. All thanks to YOG training. I screamed my lungs out despite havin' a bad sore throat. So what happens when you have a dying throat but  screamed the crap out of yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Break voice-----Girl's version.&lt;br /&gt;Almost like Chris Daughtry.&lt;br /&gt;Or James Morrison.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the raspy voice. Scary. But nevertheless, that rusty voice is HOT. Yeah i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I completed 3 holiday project this week. It was meant to be a holiday project. But we managed to complete it in less than 5 days. Amazing and completely last minute. But i guess we're gettin' the hang out of it. And I guess the project is O.K.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't say it was a blast. I wasn't supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, It  has been like 3 days that i didn't use the laptop. and im seeing alot of weird stuffs! Like Suddenly Umairah is starting to take pictures of herself and upload it. That's extremly random from her side. She wasn't like this! THIS IS A GOOD SIGN. HAHA! However, she still look good uh.&lt;br /&gt;OK so what else did i missed out when i wasnt here huh Umairah! haha kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess i'll stop at the third. I don't wanna make this a pointless post and nobody cares anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW BYE CYA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-3930318196314509757?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3930318196314509757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=3930318196314509757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3930318196314509757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3930318196314509757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/07/ciara-get-up.html' title='Ciara - Get Up'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TCxjscUjxQI/AAAAAAAAAiU/nYQfyHzU-tI/s72-c/tumblr_l3oeuhrcQp1qb3edao1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-7319774747138585979</id><published>2010-06-14T13:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T13:31:38.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flipping happy'/><title type='text'>Because of you - Neyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TBW4NakUB8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/2lQqZNUL1ko/s1600/l3w1zzMvhv1qc30eho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TBW4NakUB8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/2lQqZNUL1ko/s320/l3w1zzMvhv1qc30eho1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482490662002886594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna know something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from being physically drained, i feel so happy.&lt;br /&gt;Sort of like nothing can bring me down. because.. Im going to visit my grandmother tomorrow. Going back to kampong!!!(and many many more exclamation marks!)&lt;br /&gt;Like finally. It's like heaven on earth! and not an eye sore! and also a perfect place to read a book! or take damn lot of pictures! haha!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and im so excited every time we're going back to kampong.  Im so excited i think i can sing and dance my way to the mall now, with my mum. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;See everyone deserves to be high when they're so flippin' happy.&lt;br /&gt;I guess there's too many exclamation marks in this post but never mind i deserved it once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;SO BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. im content well yeah i guess i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-7319774747138585979?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7319774747138585979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=7319774747138585979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7319774747138585979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7319774747138585979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/because-of-you-neyo.html' title='Because of you - Neyo'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TBW4NakUB8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/2lQqZNUL1ko/s72-c/l3w1zzMvhv1qc30eho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-4193952329142069237</id><published>2010-06-12T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T22:42:25.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darksecrets.'/><title type='text'>yeah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TBOWliSpGlI/AAAAAAAAAiE/t-OFZ_AEuL4/s1600/l3itx5PsQi1qbyq92o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TBOWliSpGlI/AAAAAAAAAiE/t-OFZ_AEuL4/s320/l3itx5PsQi1qbyq92o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481890743044348498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things i wasn't able to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;but don't worry you probably wouldn't have cared.&lt;br /&gt;I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts tend to sound better if i hadn't post it on Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Everything went hay-wire when i tried to post something im thinking about. It always turn out to be something so bogus or unreal. Like im always unhappy on an odd day. Now that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so i realise something.&lt;br /&gt;I have four really  incessant behaviors: Cracking my knuckles, shaking my legs, putting my hands in my pocket, and biting  the inside of my lip/mouth. I don't think they're nervous habits, I just  always need to be doing something.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       &lt;div class="tags"&gt;                                                                                                                  &lt;a href="http://www.tumblr.com/tagged/personal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             &lt;/div&gt;and sometimes, i get envious of religious people who have alot of faith.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-4193952329142069237?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4193952329142069237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=4193952329142069237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4193952329142069237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4193952329142069237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/yeah.html' title='yeah.'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TBOWliSpGlI/AAAAAAAAAiE/t-OFZ_AEuL4/s72-c/l3itx5PsQi1qbyq92o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-3023796787331255396</id><published>2010-06-12T12:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T12:23:14.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yeah what?'/><title type='text'>Trey Songz - Already Taken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TBMHeGfNZZI/AAAAAAAAAh8/uqerhApd-Jg/s1600/tumblr_l2wsnyyoSm1qa837uo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TBMHeGfNZZI/AAAAAAAAAh8/uqerhApd-Jg/s320/tumblr_l2wsnyyoSm1qa837uo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481733385159009682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i think school's gonna start soon. Although, for some people, they still have a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when i always feel restless.. and powerless. Like i cant say what i want, and i cant do what i planned. It's unfair.&lt;br /&gt;It’s difficult  to smile but it’s even hell difficult to fake a smile. We always demand a  reason for people’s actions but do we ever wonder what if we don’t put  all of our attention at that particular someone, maybe time after time ,  we don’t have the urge and the reason to demand a explanantion nor do  we have the rights anymore . In short, I can’t understand those actions  you made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post_content"&gt;                                                                         &lt;div class="post_title"&gt;                                 That's the thing about people who mean  everything they say - they think everybody else does, too.                             &lt;/div&gt;                                                                                                       &lt;p&gt;It’s disappointing, pathetic, and sad how  carelessly people throw ‘I love you’ around. I don’t think I could ever  say that to someone without meaning it, which is maybe why it’s so hard  to understand when someone does that to me. Sigh….life.&lt;/p&gt;                                                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-3023796787331255396?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3023796787331255396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=3023796787331255396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3023796787331255396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3023796787331255396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/trey-songz-already-taken.html' title='Trey Songz - Already Taken'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TBMHeGfNZZI/AAAAAAAAAh8/uqerhApd-Jg/s72-c/tumblr_l2wsnyyoSm1qa837uo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-9141074688823287575</id><published>2010-06-09T22:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:44:41.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9 june.'/><title type='text'>My birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TA-oa69SH9I/AAAAAAAAAhE/7dbHQS3CJ0A/s1600/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TA-oa69SH9I/AAAAAAAAAhE/7dbHQS3CJ0A/s320/DSC00260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480784451989544914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TA-oN0_GsOI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ttXh1HeuIok/s1600/28704_1212131682193_1795804517_407434_8322970_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TA-oN0_GsOI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ttXh1HeuIok/s320/28704_1212131682193_1795804517_407434_8322970_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480784227048272098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TA-oB4Bd_XI/AAAAAAAAAg0/3Zi_KhharRM/s1600/DSC00211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TA-oB4Bd_XI/AAAAAAAAAg0/3Zi_KhharRM/s320/DSC00211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480784021705063794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TA-nrv7aM7I/AAAAAAAAAgs/-Tr8QxWVUC8/s1600/28704_1212131802196_1795804517_407435_1348324_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TA-nrv7aM7I/AAAAAAAAAgs/-Tr8QxWVUC8/s320/28704_1212131802196_1795804517_407435_1348324_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480783641575044018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TA-nh7e5l0I/AAAAAAAAAgk/zLP5c_yEVFc/s1600/28704_1212095801296_1795804517_407330_4347210_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TA-nh7e5l0I/AAAAAAAAAgk/zLP5c_yEVFc/s320/28704_1212095801296_1795804517_407330_4347210_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480783472877999938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TA-necK9g-I/AAAAAAAAAgc/TGvMnxKmIaQ/s1600/28704_1212094081253_1795804517_407314_4739292_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TA-necK9g-I/AAAAAAAAAgc/TGvMnxKmIaQ/s320/28704_1212094081253_1795804517_407314_4739292_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480783412933264354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TA-naLSSS_I/AAAAAAAAAgU/Lgt51JoEVzE/s1600/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TA-nFKjrk1I/AAAAAAAAAgM/NiTfGMloF2s/s1600/DSC00219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TA-nFKjrk1I/AAAAAAAAAgM/NiTfGMloF2s/s320/DSC00219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480782978708378450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Girl! Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Sentosa with Umairah. Had fun. Lazy to type. Yeah. Birthday girl's pictures. BYE! I LOVE UMAIRAH HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-9141074688823287575?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/9141074688823287575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=9141074688823287575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/9141074688823287575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/9141074688823287575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-birthday.html' title='My birthday.'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TA-oa69SH9I/AAAAAAAAAhE/7dbHQS3CJ0A/s72-c/DSC00260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-10581515738717961</id><published>2010-06-07T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T15:32:58.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ooo.kay.'/><title type='text'>Bored..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TAyb77VfjsI/AAAAAAAAAf8/V1pMqgz-jPU/s1600/2q31pLozO1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TAyb77VfjsI/AAAAAAAAAf8/V1pMqgz-jPU/s320/tumblr_l2q31pLozO1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479926300445478594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get bored so easily. It shouldn’t be that simple…&lt;br /&gt;OH hay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do people do when they can’t sleep at night or just plain bored? Right, they (that’s  me) listen to music and browse their way through the internet, looking  for cool stuff, they write a post or a message here and there, check  some websites and repeat all that countless times until they either  become really sleepy or bored, get headaches or something else. all of  that is the case with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom occurs often over here.. so this is what i do.&lt;br /&gt;Make Milo Dinosaur with Oreos.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can taste as heavenly good as that. Oh yum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-10581515738717961?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/10581515738717961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=10581515738717961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/10581515738717961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/10581515738717961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/bored.html' title='Bored..'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TAyb77VfjsI/AAAAAAAAAf8/V1pMqgz-jPU/s72-c/tumblr_l2q31pLozO1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-582317538343622606</id><published>2010-06-06T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T15:14:51.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coolio.'/><title type='text'>Justin Bieber Ft. Jaden Smith - Never say never</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400&amp;quot;" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Z5-P9v3F8w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Z5-P9v3F8w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally justin sing a song not related to girls or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-582317538343622606?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/582317538343622606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=582317538343622606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/582317538343622606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/582317538343622606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='Justin Bieber Ft. Jaden Smith - Never say never'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-2011725111450606517</id><published>2010-06-06T00:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T14:11:57.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry.'/><title type='text'>Craig David - Insomnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TAp_Mjj69JI/AAAAAAAAAfs/hKmbE14vgu0/s1600/IMG_6111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TAp_Mjj69JI/AAAAAAAAAfs/hKmbE14vgu0/s320/IMG_6111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479331750330692754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO, im from Girl Guides.&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, i wanted to publish this post last night but i just realised that instead of hitting the Publish Post button, i clicked Save Now, which means it won't be published. I feel like a girl with all 10 kinds of idiot. But well, still not too late to read right? But it's kinda weird. Well nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It’s almost 1am, and I haven’t slept. I did this eye-closed toss and  turn for about an hour and a half, but since “awaking” from that I’ve  just been laying here starting at the ceiling with a million thoughts  racing through my head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yknow, when you lie down on the bed, struggling to sleep, you tend to think about alot of things. Sometimes you even think too much till the point where you dont realise you're supposed to be sleeping. Obviously, Im a heavy thinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And my theories regarding what’s on my mind have turned into gut  feelings, and my gut feelings are usually right.and if they are right, there won’t be a good night’s sleep in my  future for a while. Only God knows why I'm awake right now. Shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yeah, those three paragraphs were typed last night.&lt;br /&gt;Last night wasn't such a biggie. I was thinking of cuz, and ended up dreaming about something i didnt even think about. Ahh, all thanks to that particular night...&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/4926027655212965060-2011725111450606517?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2011725111450606517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=2011725111450606517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2011725111450606517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2011725111450606517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/craig-david-insomnia.html' title='Craig David - Insomnia'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TAp_Mjj69JI/AAAAAAAAAfs/hKmbE14vgu0/s72-c/IMG_6111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-3515537852784170640</id><published>2010-06-04T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T12:18:10.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too little too late.'/><title type='text'>Usher - OMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TAjzREYFm_I/AAAAAAAAAfk/UeVWipD8_-0/s1600/l39d0uDEwN1qbmz0no1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TAjzREYFm_I/AAAAAAAAAfk/UeVWipD8_-0/s320/tumblr_l39d0uDEwN1qbmz0no1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478896421254306802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TAjy6kO82MI/AAAAAAAAAfc/RdJrLscobFU/s1600/l39tehQ9Q31qzb747o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people say “I’m Sorry” when they don’t really mean it. Like seriously? Why would you say sorry if you’re either going to keep doing the same thing you are sorry for, or you don’t mean it. If you don’t mean it when you say you’re sorry, then most likely you’re going to keep doing what you’re doing… Right? I mean I know people shouldn’t change for anyone, but if you are TRULY sorry, then I think that changing is alright to an extent. Am I right?\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel terrible. I don't want to disappoint you. But, I don't have complete control over my life. I am sorry. THIS TIME I REALLY MEAN IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-3515537852784170640?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3515537852784170640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=3515537852784170640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3515537852784170640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3515537852784170640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/06/usher-omg.html' title='Usher - OMG'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/TAjzREYFm_I/AAAAAAAAAfk/UeVWipD8_-0/s72-c/tumblr_l39d0uDEwN1qbmz0no1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-8609143790916976303</id><published>2010-05-31T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T15:43:12.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why is everyone so quiet today..'/><title type='text'>Bored..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TANlB1hDIkI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HK9KTYHvqbw/s1600/l34mjj00BZ1qzjqgyo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TANlB1hDIkI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HK9KTYHvqbw/s320/tumblr_l34mjj00BZ1qzjqgyo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477332654032626242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was so boring. So, instead of doing a single thing today, I’ve been sitting on the couch, eating an entire box of biscuits and surfing the interwebs for absolutely pointless crap. Needless to say, today is probably the most boring day in the history of my life. Off to watch more of this stupid tv show about rollercoasters. Yeah, i watches the dumbest shit ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logging in Facebook, opening the game 'Pet Society' and 'Bejeweled Blitz’ and closing the  game by click the facebook logo(on the upper left corner) and opening  the game and closing it. and opening again and closing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't anybody help me kill time???&lt;br /&gt;… Oh, I forgot my life was a CARTOON where things like that legitimately  happened…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-8609143790916976303?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8609143790916976303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=8609143790916976303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8609143790916976303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8609143790916976303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/bored.html' title='Bored..'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/TANlB1hDIkI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HK9KTYHvqbw/s72-c/tumblr_l34mjj00BZ1qzjqgyo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-5157801999957668367</id><published>2010-05-29T21:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T21:51:57.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cause you&apos;re no superman.'/><title type='text'>Joe Brooks - Superman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TAEZRSMx_WI/AAAAAAAAAfM/VXSGuQIeJv4/s1600/l3278annjk1qzeh8no1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/TAEZRSMx_WI/AAAAAAAAAfM/VXSGuQIeJv4/s320/tumblr_l3278annjk1qzeh8no1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476686406593150306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so dehydrated this morning when i woke up. I swear i could’ve chugged a whole gallon of water in one try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll take back what I said before, well more like, delete what I blogged about seeing it is no longer relative to my situation. Yes, my effort and $$ is not gonna be put to waste and I am more than excited. For? Yeah you can think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go to sleep because I have to wake up in … 5 hours. Can I sleep? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned: don’t think about being nervous, just enjoy visiting people who care about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-5157801999957668367?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5157801999957668367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=5157801999957668367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5157801999957668367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5157801999957668367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-was-so-dehydrated-this-morning-when-i.html' title='Joe Brooks - Superman'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/TAEZRSMx_WI/AAAAAAAAAfM/VXSGuQIeJv4/s72-c/tumblr_l3278annjk1qzeh8no1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-5225512046436162664</id><published>2010-05-28T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T22:43:51.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='say hello to my fist.'/><title type='text'>This calls for a celebration?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S__QsUiZidI/AAAAAAAAAfE/QAHQ47-nPPM/s1600/l34mop8yLb1qzjqgyo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S__QsUiZidI/AAAAAAAAAfE/QAHQ47-nPPM/s320/tumblr_l34mop8yLb1qzjqgyo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476325131751623122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m really hungry and torturing myself with all the pretty food pictures on here isn’t helping. So I’m just gonna watch delicious foods and imagine I can bloody taste it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure where I am going with this. Well, most of the time when I’m typing, it always starts out like this. Not knowing where to go; just letting my mind do the talking and see where it takes me.&lt;br /&gt;Secrets. Past. They’re just things we won’t ever get to fully  learn from each other, aren’t they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night. Going to let the thoughts go and get some nighty-night. Sighhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-5225512046436162664?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5225512046436162664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=5225512046436162664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5225512046436162664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5225512046436162664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-calls-for-celebration.html' title='This calls for a celebration?'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S__QsUiZidI/AAAAAAAAAfE/QAHQ47-nPPM/s72-c/tumblr_l34mop8yLb1qzjqgyo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-7054518674925149468</id><published>2010-05-27T19:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T22:44:19.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what more could you ask for?'/><title type='text'>Justin Bieber - U smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_5T-lPLRuI/AAAAAAAAAe8/M3AjulmecXE/s1600l1ryakf6If1qbvrt1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_5T-lPLRuI/AAAAAAAAAe8/M3AjulmecXE/s320/tumblr_l1ryakf6If1qbvrt1o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475906531541862114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear ahhh uhm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your smile.                                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;Your laugh.                                                                                              &lt;br /&gt;All your little habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-7054518674925149468?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7054518674925149468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=7054518674925149468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7054518674925149468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7054518674925149468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/justin-bieber-u-smile.html' title='Justin Bieber - U smile'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_5T-lPLRuI/AAAAAAAAAe8/M3AjulmecXE/s72-c/tumblr_l1ryakf6If1qbvrt1o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-4277307052595599244</id><published>2010-05-24T16:21:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T16:29:36.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HELLO.'/><title type='text'>Pictures of you, Pictures of me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3ssWM6dI/AAAAAAAAAe0/jS5mwDeHPYo/s1600/28421_128542003829325_100000205791984_350649_4305486_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3ssWM6dI/AAAAAAAAAe0/jS5mwDeHPYo/s320/28421_128542003829325_100000205791984_350649_4305486_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474749537980312018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3pYTQ4SI/AAAAAAAAAes/dCSuP3F5HQA/s1600/28421_128541980495994_100000205791984_350645_4585609_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3pYTQ4SI/AAAAAAAAAes/dCSuP3F5HQA/s320/28421_128541980495994_100000205791984_350645_4585609_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474749481059672354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3lJZxoCI/AAAAAAAAAek/OLFSAfFEdtM/s1600/28421_128541947162664_100000205791984_350638_4141504_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3lJZxoCI/AAAAAAAAAek/OLFSAfFEdtM/s320/28421_128541947162664_100000205791984_350638_4141504_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474749408340975650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3hlaq78I/AAAAAAAAAec/VeOHh1iOTxI/s1600/28421_128541940495998_100000205791984_350637_3671750_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3hlaq78I/AAAAAAAAAec/VeOHh1iOTxI/s320/28421_128541940495998_100000205791984_350637_3671750_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474749347141447618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3e2L92PI/AAAAAAAAAeU/u-cVjjH52HM/s1600/28421_128541910496001_100000205791984_350632_2937230_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3e2L92PI/AAAAAAAAAeU/u-cVjjH52HM/s320/28421_128541910496001_100000205791984_350632_2937230_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474749300103567602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3cCFxZ0I/AAAAAAAAAeM/5qxmak2yqRA/s1600/28421_128541890496003_100000205791984_350628_6250588_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3cCFxZ0I/AAAAAAAAAeM/5qxmak2yqRA/s320/28421_128541890496003_100000205791984_350628_6250588_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474749251759204162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3YG544tI/AAAAAAAAAeE/TE2sgCLEM4U/s1600/28421_128541810496011_100000205791984_350608_8136784_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3YG544tI/AAAAAAAAAeE/TE2sgCLEM4U/s320/28421_128541810496011_100000205791984_350608_8136784_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474749184332063442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3VWUhUbI/AAAAAAAAAd8/-OkhX4g22tw/s1600/28421_128541767162682_100000205791984_350599_3997174_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3VWUhUbI/AAAAAAAAAd8/-OkhX4g22tw/s320/28421_128541767162682_100000205791984_350599_3997174_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474749136930689458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3Sd-xPpI/AAAAAAAAAd0/rcAP8paiHzU/s1600/28121_128542380495954_100000205791984_350683_1735446_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3Sd-xPpI/AAAAAAAAAd0/rcAP8paiHzU/s320/28121_128542380495954_100000205791984_350683_1735446_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474749087447334546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3PojlsdI/AAAAAAAAAds/zgan7M1bGF4/s1600/28121_128542263829299_100000205791984_350661_1169924_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3PojlsdI/AAAAAAAAAds/zgan7M1bGF4/s320/28121_128542263829299_100000205791984_350661_1169924_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474749038746513874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3MkOj7gI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ZOAEEtXl8Bc/s1600/28121_128542240495968_100000205791984_350657_1723724_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3MkOj7gI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ZOAEEtXl8Bc/s320/28121_128542240495968_100000205791984_350657_1723724_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474748986044968450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a 3-in-1 necklace and 9 pairs of earrings from Forever 21 last last week.&lt;br /&gt;This post is all about the fun i had with my best people.&lt;br /&gt;They're the crazy fun people in my fantastic world.&lt;br /&gt;haha i LOVEE THEM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-4277307052595599244?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4277307052595599244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=4277307052595599244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4277307052595599244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4277307052595599244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/pictures-of-you-pictures-of-me.html' title='Pictures of you, Pictures of me.'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_o3ssWM6dI/AAAAAAAAAe0/jS5mwDeHPYo/s72-c/28421_128542003829325_100000205791984_350649_4305486_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-1098033059966211751</id><published>2010-05-24T15:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T16:08:41.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='If you can dream it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you can do it.'/><title type='text'>Soulja Boy - Rich Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_ou0efCfJI/AAAAAAAAAdc/inWvcIP1yqU/s1600/tumblr_l2rs083cnM1qadzbzo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_ou0efCfJI/AAAAAAAAAdc/inWvcIP1yqU/s320/tumblr_l2rs083cnM1qadzbzo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474739776093584530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, people nowadays are acting up at their  fullest &amp;amp; it pisses me off. I don’t care what you are to me, but you  better know that I’m not going to let you run over me like you have the  right now. Hate is a really strong word but i really don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post_content"&gt;&lt;div class="post_title"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants everyone to be on her side and to feel bad for her, when in  reality no one likes her. At all. For the simple fact that all she does  is whine. Nothing else to do but whine.&lt;br /&gt;But I can do nothing. She's my friend and im not gonna do anything bad about it. Even though it's obvious she hates me or just Thumbs Down me, i heck for all i care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i doubt my June break will be awesome. NOT.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have NDP training every saturday that takes up my bloody 10 hours, every week. And also YOG opening ceremony rehearsals. And also atheletics as my 2nd cca. And.. there's a camp, which is on my Birthday. Oh Heck, what a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4926027655212965060-1098033059966211751?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1098033059966211751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=1098033059966211751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1098033059966211751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1098033059966211751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/soulja-boy-rich-girl.html' title='Soulja Boy - Rich Girl'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S_ou0efCfJI/AAAAAAAAAdc/inWvcIP1yqU/s72-c/tumblr_l2rs083cnM1qadzbzo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-376097527264963135</id><published>2010-05-11T15:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:39:48.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maths sucks'/><title type='text'>Baby - Justin Bieber</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S-kHtUWQY2I/AAAAAAAAAcs/pDj4pyn1KoQ/s1600/l27f9zTWoj1qbyg98o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S-kHtUWQY2I/AAAAAAAAAcs/pDj4pyn1KoQ/s320/tumblr_l27f9zTWoj1qbyg98o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469911697555743586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you’ve studied your ass off the past week. But yet, you still have that little thought in the back of your head that it was for nothing and you’re going to end up failing anyway. When you finally walk in to start, you  feel nervous. And then finally you start. You open up the booklet, see the first page and your stomach drops. You think in your head “WHEN THE HELL DID WE LEARN THIS”, but still there’s nothing you can do about it. Maybe just bullshit your way out of that question. Then you see multiple choice. It starts off fine, but when the answer becomes “C” 5 times in a row you get skeptical. Sometimes you might even change your answer just for the sake of having a different letter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when it’s finally over, you check your work. Close the booklet, put your pen on top and let out one massive sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths paper was such a pain. It was unreasonably difficult.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'll fail my Maths. Again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-376097527264963135?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/376097527264963135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=376097527264963135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/376097527264963135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/376097527264963135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-justin-bieber.html' title='Baby - Justin Bieber'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S-kHtUWQY2I/AAAAAAAAAcs/pDj4pyn1KoQ/s72-c/tumblr_l27f9zTWoj1qbyg98o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-7383408854944372208</id><published>2010-05-11T15:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:41:14.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let&apos;s focus on him.'/><title type='text'>Muhd Harris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S-kAurB7w1I/AAAAAAAAAck/1s-tHjoNSDY/s1600/23559_115055635177962_100000205791984_279221_8026237_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S-kAurB7w1I/AAAAAAAAAck/1s-tHjoNSDY/s320/23559_115055635177962_100000205791984_279221_8026237_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469904024242996050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my brother's 16th Birthday. Can't believe he's 16 now.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember those times when we had loads of fun together as a child. Now that we've grown up A LITTLE, i hope we can understand each other better. AND STOP UR CHILDISH ACTS OKAY. HAHA. You're a better person now, really. I guess we've come out from our 'absent-minded' shell.&lt;br /&gt;Im grateful to have such a protective brother. Haha havefun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-7383408854944372208?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7383408854944372208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=7383408854944372208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7383408854944372208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7383408854944372208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/muhd-harris.html' title='Muhd Harris'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S-kAurB7w1I/AAAAAAAAAck/1s-tHjoNSDY/s72-c/23559_115055635177962_100000205791984_279221_8026237_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-6278878984948924230</id><published>2010-05-05T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T16:19:46.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What the what?'/><title type='text'>HELLO HI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S-EoCz9kquI/AAAAAAAAAcc/P14b0gveDCs/s1600/l1sbbkv35U1qapcpeo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S-EoCz9kquI/AAAAAAAAAcc/P14b0gveDCs/s320/tumblr_l1sbbkv35U1qapcpeo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467695451377806050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever…like…I don’t know…decide “okay this is how things work, this is who I’ll be” and then something happens and maybe you learn something new about how things work and you feel like “maybe not…”&lt;br /&gt;I’m one of those people who wishes that everyone was just blatantly obvious and upfront about what they wanted. You know, say what you really want, think, whatever. Yet I am terrified of doing the same myself! Dont keep the rest unwritten!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lost. No direction. Don't know what to do. Wondering what will happen. Hoping it's true.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow’s gonna be worse. I wish I could sleep ‘til sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Whats stopping you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-6278878984948924230?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6278878984948924230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=6278878984948924230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6278878984948924230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6278878984948924230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-hi.html' title='HELLO HI'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S-EoCz9kquI/AAAAAAAAAcc/P14b0gveDCs/s72-c/tumblr_l1sbbkv35U1qapcpeo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-1052089050004854164</id><published>2010-05-04T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T18:05:44.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleh.'/><title type='text'>Amazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S9_wol3IioI/AAAAAAAAAcU/jHlvSu8a1R8/s1600/l1hk8ekC5C1qbe4u0o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 46px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S9_wol3IioI/AAAAAAAAAcU/jHlvSu8a1R8/s320/tumblr_l1hk8ekC5C1qbe4u0o1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467353052799863426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Losing faith was the least of my worries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I saw you walking by and suddenly you caught my eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You were a lurker constantly on the prowl for something so obscure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You didn’t notice me, your eyes always on the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder deep inside if this thing that you were searching for was really so profound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I decided to say hi instead I clumsily knocked into your hip bone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My body sprawled out on the dirty concrete, I looked up at the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My eyes averted to your face, my god,your were handsome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You didn’t say a word, maybe I was blacking out but I felt the situation was quite absurd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As my eyes saw slight bits of green, I could’ve sworn I saw you went to the edge of the sidewalk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A girl with a floral dress came from the street, your hands clasped her hips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And as I was starting to faint, I noticed something I should’ve noticed before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I didn’t know you at all, if anything, you were just a passerby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Amanda Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been staring at a name on my friends list on facebook trying to mentally get him to chat me and everytime i go to another page and hear the little "pop" i flip over and hope its him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-1052089050004854164?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1052089050004854164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=1052089050004854164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1052089050004854164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1052089050004854164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/05/amazing.html' title='Amazing'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S9_wol3IioI/AAAAAAAAAcU/jHlvSu8a1R8/s72-c/tumblr_l1hk8ekC5C1qbe4u0o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-5710063721997162084</id><published>2010-04-29T17:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:21:13.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mia-ing'/><title type='text'>Justin Bieber - Somebody to love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S9lO6XnblZI/AAAAAAAAAcM/bW7VJr_qomo/s1600/l1ipmzMHmW1qamgh3o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S9lO6XnblZI/AAAAAAAAAcM/bW7VJr_qomo/s320/tumblr_l1ipmzMHmW1qamgh3o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465486387469587858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dont be discouraged. It’s often the last key in the bunch that opens the lock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for yer Mid Years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-5710063721997162084?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5710063721997162084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=5710063721997162084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5710063721997162084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5710063721997162084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/04/justin-bieber-somebody-to-love.html' title='Justin Bieber - Somebody to love'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S9lO6XnblZI/AAAAAAAAAcM/bW7VJr_qomo/s72-c/tumblr_l1ipmzMHmW1qamgh3o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-3607880498321015663</id><published>2010-04-28T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T15:11:01.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadface'/><title type='text'>Jessica Jarrell - Almost Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S9ffTx8xAhI/AAAAAAAAAcE/_qFjQc7SDvg/s1600/1i99gAnnu1qb1ghpo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S9ffTx8xAhI/AAAAAAAAAcE/_qFjQc7SDvg/s320/tumblr_l1i99gAnnu1qb1ghpo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465082203756102162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th grade&lt;br /&gt;As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called “best friend”. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said “thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th grade&lt;br /&gt;The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn’t want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said “thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior year&lt;br /&gt;The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick” she said; he’s not going to go well, I didn’t have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as “best friends”. So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn’t think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said “I had the best time, thanks!” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation Day&lt;br /&gt;A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, “you’re my best friend, thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Few Years Later&lt;br /&gt;Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say “I do” and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said “you came!”. She said “thanks” and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral&lt;br /&gt;Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my “best friend”. At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn’t notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love him but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too…` I thought to my self, and I cried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-3607880498321015663?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3607880498321015663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=3607880498321015663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3607880498321015663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3607880498321015663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/04/jessica-jarrell-almost-love.html' title='Jessica Jarrell - Almost Love'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S9ffTx8xAhI/AAAAAAAAAcE/_qFjQc7SDvg/s72-c/tumblr_l1i99gAnnu1qb1ghpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-7216390741595497179</id><published>2010-04-27T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T14:04:46.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Can&apos;t do better than the best.'/><title type='text'>Cheryl Cole - Parachute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S9Z8P_LFdAI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Zr6iEquXFN4/s1600/l1gunt7wwO1qa9256o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S9Z8P_LFdAI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Zr6iEquXFN4/s320/tumblr_l1gunt7wwO1qa9256o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464691811958486018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I not myself?&lt;br /&gt;Time is so limited.                                                                                                                                   There’s so much things to do. Yet,there’s not much time given.                                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired and haven’t been on Blogger since idontknow when but I’ve been busy with family obligations, school and laziness.&lt;br /&gt;Test after test after test after studying after exam after cca.&lt;br /&gt;But come to think of it, I still have plenty of time. I don’t really have an excuse as to why I haven’t been blogging. In short, im too lazy already. It’s in my DNA. Ironically my parents are not. Oh well, right now I’m supposed to be studying. I don’t feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;I will occupy myself with another book. Legacy of Lies.&lt;br /&gt;And damn i swear it's good! Will update more soon. BYE,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-7216390741595497179?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7216390741595497179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=7216390741595497179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7216390741595497179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7216390741595497179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/04/cheryl-cole-parachute.html' title='Cheryl Cole - Parachute'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S9Z8P_LFdAI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Zr6iEquXFN4/s72-c/tumblr_l1gunt7wwO1qa9256o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-6925439122346404143</id><published>2010-04-17T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T16:38:31.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The lady with that big brown eyes..'/><title type='text'>Teachers in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SccOK1RrWsw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SccOK1RrWsw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He smiles like watching a baby bunny sniff a tiny flower"&lt;br /&gt;Awww haha :)&lt;br /&gt;I seriously love how he smiles and do his hair flip and the way he sings!&lt;br /&gt;Justin Bieber is sooo cute!! Gurhghgygdsuygytsftds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-6925439122346404143?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6925439122346404143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=6925439122346404143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6925439122346404143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6925439122346404143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/04/teacher.html' title='Teachers in love'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-4258950810291301304</id><published>2010-04-16T13:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T13:58:54.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penny for your thoughts.'/><title type='text'>Spending all my time - Aaron Fresh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S8f7ZOjYvvI/AAAAAAAAAb0/6TTXlMwfJmY/s1600/alexa+chung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S8f7ZOjYvvI/AAAAAAAAAb0/6TTXlMwfJmY/s320/alexa+chung.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460609484031835890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S8f7TacNoPI/AAAAAAAAAbs/JHpwL7sCKEg/s1600/tumblr_l05iylNO8n1qzuunto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S8f5DjVJepI/AAAAAAAAAbk/bM0NUpGDE6o/s1600/23559_117145381635654_100000205791984_290825_7991538_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post_title"&gt;                                 My night was a whole dilemma itself.&lt;br /&gt;3 hours of sleep is inebriating.&lt;br /&gt;The two dilemmas that rattle the human brain; how do you get rid of  someone who wont go and how do you hang on to someone who wont stay?&lt;br /&gt;After leaving her for no distinct reason, he is now coming back to win  her heart again.&lt;br /&gt;Yup. What kinda life do i have anyway? I don't have a chance. I can't make the decision. Everyone kept on saying alot of nasty stuffs and i don' know why i feel sorry for his behalf...&lt;br /&gt;Sympathy. That's the word.&lt;br /&gt;and im not sure if i wanna join the national school athletic team. The coach's offer was too good to decline, but my schedule is super tight. I never thought it (in a million years!) would happen. I ’m going aimless here. It’s a matter of getting use to but i’m way away from that. regardless  of how much perspective, advice, point of view i receive, my gut begs to  differ.&lt;br /&gt;I'll think about it i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs. It's always the same question - Should, or Should not?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....  i  just can't seem to get rid of the song "spending all my time" outta my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-4258950810291301304?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4258950810291301304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=4258950810291301304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4258950810291301304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4258950810291301304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/04/spending-all-my-time-aaron-fresh.html' title='Spending all my time - Aaron Fresh'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S8f7ZOjYvvI/AAAAAAAAAb0/6TTXlMwfJmY/s72-c/alexa+chung.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-2033476635962892034</id><published>2010-04-11T12:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:17:16.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(L)'/><title type='text'>Justin Bieber - Stuck in the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fzoGgt7cq7s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fzoGgt7cq7s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything we did, and everything we have, is stuck in the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-2033476635962892034?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2033476635962892034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=2033476635962892034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2033476635962892034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2033476635962892034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/04/justin-bieber-stuck-in-moment_11.html' title='Justin Bieber - Stuck in the moment'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-4062729451622379135</id><published>2010-04-09T13:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T13:40:31.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i don&apos;t need your fake help.'/><title type='text'>Jasmine V - Serious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S764qXdZ63I/AAAAAAAAAbc/VclndZoRkso/s1600/23559_115055611844631_100000205791984_279214_4395116_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S764qXdZ63I/AAAAAAAAAbc/VclndZoRkso/s320/23559_115055611844631_100000205791984_279214_4395116_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458002836410985330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The best way to  appreciate something is to be without it for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why i’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my temper's getting from bad to worst that I afraid I might need to  go for anger management counseling. I tend to slam things, make loud noises  just to let everyone know I’m pissed. Im a ridiculous psychopath.&lt;br /&gt;Because of something, and someone, i'm really really mad.&lt;br /&gt;Despite my bad mood, I still have to attend my cca in full uniform. Geez,  give us a break. I doubt we'll have fun later.&lt;br /&gt;Worst still, i have to go for NDP selection training tomorrow morning. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;The BEST part of today is that  flung my maths test. Let's don't talk about it. Im stupid and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is being ridiculously busy and probably, the correct word to use is, ditch me.&lt;br /&gt;The best cure is to listen to loud musics when you're pretty angry. and Shut up to those who hate Justin Bieber songs. Im not here to listen to your negative comments. Blithering idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-4062729451622379135?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4062729451622379135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=4062729451622379135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4062729451622379135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4062729451622379135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/04/jasmine-v-serious.html' title='Jasmine V - Serious'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S764qXdZ63I/AAAAAAAAAbc/VclndZoRkso/s72-c/23559_115055611844631_100000205791984_279214_4395116_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-8081714196379156222</id><published>2010-04-05T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:46:25.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adgjfgsjdfsdf'/><title type='text'>Justin Bieber - Stuck in the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S7mfg7WLKqI/AAAAAAAAAbU/maAFtMopO4g/s1600/l02gwjNQ3Q1qadk9uo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S7mfg7WLKqI/AAAAAAAAAbU/maAFtMopO4g/s320/l02gwjNQ3Q1qadk9uo1_400.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456567811571395234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SIGHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i had a kitten.&lt;br /&gt;I'll name her Oreo. or Pepsi. or Pizza!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yum then i'll eat her when im hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha kidding. Well it's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;My dad's really a NO to kittens.&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, my mum is too. But she's more to a YES.&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is, she wants me to ask my dad.&lt;br /&gt;So without even asking, i know it's a NO.&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;NOOOO :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care. Im gonna adopt one kitty from Sally soon.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;So, i think i'll be very occupied every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go to the stadium to train. Maybe with my makciks. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;With the MYE all round the corner, i'll have lesser time with my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll have to go for NDP selection every saturday morning. Pls pray hard that im gonna get selected!&lt;br /&gt;So i guess i'll be away for a few days. or weeks. not a month like Umai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-8081714196379156222?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8081714196379156222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=8081714196379156222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8081714196379156222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8081714196379156222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/04/justin-bieber-stuck-in-moment.html' title='Justin Bieber - Stuck in the moment'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S7mfg7WLKqI/AAAAAAAAAbU/maAFtMopO4g/s72-c/l02gwjNQ3Q1qadk9uo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-1325929162425003029</id><published>2010-04-02T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T12:29:17.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Varsity Fanclub - Girl Like That</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nz5njDdWWdw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nz5njDdWWdw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-1325929162425003029?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1325929162425003029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=1325929162425003029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1325929162425003029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1325929162425003029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/04/varsity-fanclub-girl-like-that.html' title='Varsity Fanclub - Girl Like That'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-7626240476001349426</id><published>2010-04-01T19:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T19:51:45.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sighs.'/><title type='text'>Adam Lambert - If i had you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S7SGru4loSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/OeYZj8PsVwI/s1600/tl00b71P08n1qa37bwo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 70px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S7SGru4loSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/OeYZj8PsVwI/s320/tumblr_l00b71P08n1qa37bwo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455133134530388258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to words.&lt;br /&gt;I feel a twinge of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;Don't make decisions when you're angry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.. i have a crave for chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;AND.. i'll go buy some now.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-7626240476001349426?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7626240476001349426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=7626240476001349426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7626240476001349426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7626240476001349426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/04/true-to-words.html' title='Adam Lambert - If i had you'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S7SGru4loSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/OeYZj8PsVwI/s72-c/tumblr_l00b71P08n1qa37bwo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-6994038431972731307</id><published>2010-04-01T16:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T16:50:09.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh.'/><title type='text'>Fuck You - Lilly Allen</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sAYuOc7_TKg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sAYuOc7_TKg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me. I’m just pissed, I hate it when my parents threaten they’ll  take something away from me. I hate how, with parents you are NEVER, EVER right.&lt;br /&gt;I am so mad, disappointed, and frustrated which is a shitty enough  combination to make me want to pull out all of my hair or cry for a very  long time.                          &lt;br /&gt;What's mine, stays mine. My stuff is mine. Anything that's for me is mine. Get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got my mind all tangled up, Killing me softly with your actions… and  yet I continue to hold on.  No I don’t like it. I hate that shit.  But  damn I refuse to give up on this! I don't care if you hate me in the end,  because that would mean I won this battle and my love will forever  remain in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if we're not so called fighting, what are we doing right now? &lt;br /&gt;Not having any sort of communication. &lt;br /&gt;Feeling like someone did something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;And if it's my bad, why didn't i apologize?&lt;br /&gt;Ok so if now, you think it's your bad, so why didn't you apologize instead?&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, so you think nothing's wrong? Then why aren't we having a normal conversation? Why must i feel that i've been neglected? Why do i feel like crap.&lt;br /&gt;Okay so now if you choose to say we're not so called aruguing, why didn't you act like nothing's wrong. Uhhh, pathetic life of mine. What happened boy, what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you talk to me like that, or treat me in such ways.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think it makes me feel good?&lt;br /&gt;Well, It doesn’t.&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to treat a lady please.&lt;br /&gt;Honesty and Respect.&lt;br /&gt;She'll love it if you can actually show that you're actually listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH OF US ARE MAD FOR NOTHING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-6994038431972731307?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6994038431972731307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=6994038431972731307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6994038431972731307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6994038431972731307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/04/fuck-you-lilly-allen.html' title='Fuck You - Lilly Allen'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-312695693674711611</id><published>2010-03-28T13:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T14:29:59.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss loola'/><title type='text'>Thanks for the memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S67v3mFPT9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/an7Pd9NyzJ4/s1600/tumblr_kz5em3DHw41qbqkspo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S67v3mFPT9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/an7Pd9NyzJ4/s320/tumblr_kz5em3DHw41qbqkspo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453559937186615250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how we say “the week is going fast” or “the week is going slow” when it actually goes the same speed. For me, its been a mixture. When I get a nervous feeling for camp, the time flies; when I get excited, the time flies way slower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i miss camp alot. Needless to say, I had a surmountable amount of fun and excitement I even cried because im used to camp already. I woke up having this abnormal crave of milo, pineapple, and indo mee for breakfast. That was what i had for camp. It was simple, but just the way i like it. It may only be 4 days, but i sure learnt alot of positive thinking. I brought home not souveniors but new experience. It's corny but who cares. Im loving the ruggeness of me and the camp. The closure i had with my group and cliques and friends and the villagers. How friendly and welcoming they were.&lt;br /&gt;I feel super lucky to have a bunch of great girls in my clique. It was  24/7 laughter. Non-stop. You know how much I love laughing, lame jokes  and definitely people with humour. Sounds stupid but the first thing we  did in the morning was laugh, I don’t know for what reason. It was  4.30am, not sure where the energy came from judging from the fact that  every morning I am hungry. I’m gonna just highlight some stuff and not  all. Too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the first day we basically had a more-than-enough time to know each other. We had an hour kampong walk. The weather was undeniably hot. Thank god we had our sunblock on, our cap, and ready with our sunglasses. Everyone kept on complaining. Typical man. They're so fussy.&lt;br /&gt;They were like " if only they had air-con here" and "fuck it's damn hot in here". Cmon, what dyou expect? It's a camp boozoo. Bear with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to do kayaking. I had to do it with Jian Wuen and Wei Yang. They're both great people! Funny as hell! And Jian wuen! You're dead because my watch fell into the sea!&lt;br /&gt;We're the first to reach to Loola island. It took us like about 1 hour to kayak. and im not not gonna hesitate to do it again next time! Superb FUN!&lt;br /&gt;Even so it was nowhere near perfect. Bath time was the worst. Imagine  having only three minutes to bathe. Seriously w t f . I had to  really x10 rush myself. The timers outside were busy banging the doors  of the slow ones. I feel yucky having bathed in that manner. But it’s a  camp, I’ll have to do the camp way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day was fun yet the most tiring day ever. I think this camp has  helped me develop the rugged and tough side of me. HAH. But then, friends have helped me in alot of ways. They're extra encouraging for each other. Especially hill trekking. Thanks for the help pinky boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip skip skip.&lt;br /&gt;The last day was the saddest.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to communicate with alot of bintan people. They're kind and polite. I seriously miss the peaceful place. Except for the showering time and my fear of heights. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the night talk i had with Eunice and Kausar.&lt;br /&gt;I miss queing up to have a shower.&lt;br /&gt;I miss sleeping and waking up early.&lt;br /&gt;I miss sitting by the sea everymorning watching the sun rise.&lt;br /&gt;I miss doing my hair without a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;I miss worrying about getting sun burnt.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the tired feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the lame jokes like "IM NOT A COCONUT TREE"&lt;br /&gt;I miss CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;It seems like everyone miss camp alot.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if this post bores you. I’m merely writing what I did in camp.&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing else to say. I'll keep the other side of stories to my close ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-312695693674711611?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/312695693674711611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=312695693674711611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/312695693674711611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/312695693674711611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/03/thanks-for-memories.html' title='Thanks for the memories'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S67v3mFPT9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/an7Pd9NyzJ4/s72-c/tumblr_kz5em3DHw41qbqkspo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-6145579603406546362</id><published>2010-03-23T15:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T15:43:04.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><title type='text'>David Guetta ft. Kid Cudi - Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S6hsP0ZQquI/AAAAAAAAAa0/4GOoTfyAlb0/s1600-h/kz5jklWm2r1qa2j0ao1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S6hsP0ZQquI/AAAAAAAAAa0/4GOoTfyAlb0/s320/tumblr_kz5jklWm2r1qa2j0ao1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451726367950416610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like Camp means I’ll miss out on so much. And, I mean, I will. Like i'll miss out my projects and tasks. Homework and lessons. People and people.&lt;br /&gt;But, without my phone, without a book to read, without my playlist to listen and most importantly, without Some cash to shop. and guess what's the best part? Those are the banned items in the camp. Guhh-reat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn’t complain, I have an amazing opportunity to camp at Bintan and probably don’t need to worry about all those what ifs. But.............. Everyone don't seem to be excited about it and that pulls me down. I'm not done with my packing. Not done with my homework. Not done with my project. and lastly, not done reading a book of mine. Right now it doesn’t seem so amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.... I'll still have to attend the 4 days 3 nights sec2 overseas adventure camp.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have fun. I'll have fun. So miss me eh okay no nevermind. I'll be back on Saturday with my story-telling,  i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, prayers would be appreciated guys :)&lt;br /&gt;For a safe trip ahead... I'll start packing now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE dudes and dudettes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-6145579603406546362?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6145579603406546362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=6145579603406546362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6145579603406546362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6145579603406546362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-feel-like-camp-means-ill-miss-out-on.html' title='David Guetta ft. Kid Cudi - Memories'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S6hsP0ZQquI/AAAAAAAAAa0/4GOoTfyAlb0/s72-c/tumblr_kz5jklWm2r1qa2j0ao1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-6207512960630455982</id><published>2010-03-16T14:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T15:12:40.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ba ba black sheep have you any wooool'/><title type='text'>That should be me - Justin Bieber</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S58nqlFhJvI/AAAAAAAAAas/LG-WNxI8EMY/s1600-h/736542.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S58nqlFhJvI/AAAAAAAAAas/LG-WNxI8EMY/s320/736542.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449117686604834546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear June, please hurry. I just want nonstop sleepovers with my crazy cousin and sister. I’ve paid my dues here, and I deserve some peace. Please June, get here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEK. I’m already starting to fall behind on this. Dammit. Well to sum up my weekend, on friday, i had a super-brawltastic sleepover. Didn't really sleep at night. Haha standard.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the IT show and kak yana bought Nikon D5000 and my uncle bought the nikon coolpix. Very small and cute.&lt;br /&gt;One word, okay no, make it two. NOT FAIR.  Seriously, she's so lucky. I wonder when i'll get my keyboard. Mhmmm...&lt;br /&gt;The following day, we went to Changi to eat. Then i don't remember what we did. Basically eat i think? I dont know. I can't recall.&lt;br /&gt;Even though i can't remember what we did, i had fun. I tried to sleep yknow! But kak yana kept singing 'baba black sheep' in Indian version! That cracked me up and she forced me not to sleep! and tepok her until she sleep! haha. If i could, i don't wanna go home. I don't wanna leave all the fun-ness. But nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i tried to 'story-tell' you what happened during the sleepover but i keep forgetting what happened. Sighs, that's me. Forgetful. I wish i had better memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-6207512960630455982?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6207512960630455982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=6207512960630455982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6207512960630455982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6207512960630455982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-should-be-me-justin-bieber.html' title='That should be me - Justin Bieber'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S58nqlFhJvI/AAAAAAAAAas/LG-WNxI8EMY/s72-c/736542.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-3268137018988603387</id><published>2010-03-12T15:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T15:32:19.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keyboard'/><title type='text'>Zero - Varsity Fanclub</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5nsECao3mI/AAAAAAAAAak/_nmTB97fmiU/s1600-h/kz57bidEMf1qb8kqxo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5nsECao3mI/AAAAAAAAAak/_nmTB97fmiU/s320/tumblr_kz57bidEMf1qb8kqxo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447644778393558626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i want is a damn keyboard to play...&lt;br /&gt;Probably next month after my overseas adventure camp.&lt;br /&gt;Next month seem like eternity..&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait dad!! Even if i'll have to massage you like everyday until you sleep and snore! I swear im willing to do anything just to get my dad to buy me a damn keyboard!!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS STUPID. IT'S NOT LIKE AS IF MY DAD'S GONNA READ THIS POST AND SAY, " OKAY LET'S GO BUY A KEYBOARD! " .......&lt;br /&gt;GREAT, NOW IM ANGRY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-3268137018988603387?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3268137018988603387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=3268137018988603387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3268137018988603387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3268137018988603387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/03/zero-varsity-fanclub.html' title='Zero - Varsity Fanclub'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5nsECao3mI/AAAAAAAAAak/_nmTB97fmiU/s72-c/tumblr_kz57bidEMf1qb8kqxo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-6828897615435551100</id><published>2010-03-11T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T15:47:15.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cover.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jcUdeN1uBWQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jcUdeN1uBWQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this version better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-6828897615435551100?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6828897615435551100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=6828897615435551100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6828897615435551100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6828897615435551100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-this-version-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-405173731021983940</id><published>2010-03-10T13:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:06:46.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your concerned friend.'/><title type='text'>Crush - David Archuleta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5cqBm4K7mI/AAAAAAAAAaU/oTKdpoaDqL8/s1600-h/757245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5cqBm4K7mI/AAAAAAAAAaU/oTKdpoaDqL8/s320/757245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446868481432284770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Like caramel on a hot summer day, that's how bad I'm melting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, what the hell is wrong with me?!&lt;br /&gt;People ask me just what it is that i like about him, i find it hard to say, i really don’t know, at times i hate that i do, because deep down i know that he isn’t worth it, but there is just something about him. Like the way he laughed and smiled. I was trying to acknowledge his presence, and the fact that he was looking at me, i just can't resist that gorgeous smile. Specifically looking at me... and it was… actually quite hard. No, make that really hard to return a smile back.I found my heart doing some really messed up things at the occurrence of the aforementioned event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR EXAMPLE, it was beating a bit faster. Maybe i should make that a lot faster. And a rush of adrenaline went through my body like a humongous tidal wave wiping out an island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i'm not going to try and write down what i do like about him, when it comes down to it, i just do. I know that i love seeing him in every event with his smart uniform, but i know he’s not into the relationship type which is exactly why nothing could ever happen.I hate that it’s never going to happen. Every time i sees him, i know it’s not a good idea, since it will just bring up everything i’ve ever felt about him.&lt;br /&gt;I try not to admire him from far but that's just something i lack. It's just another fairytale story. So passionate and beautiful but impossible...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna happen. So just forget it okay?&lt;br /&gt;It’s only crush, nothing more nothing less. Ok. I feel so gay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well whatever. Assume that i didn't mentioned anything about this.&lt;br /&gt;I'm avoiding him and that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M NOT FALLING INTO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/span&gt;. OK? OK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-405173731021983940?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/405173731021983940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=405173731021983940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/405173731021983940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/405173731021983940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/03/crush-david-archuleta.html' title='Crush - David Archuleta'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5cqBm4K7mI/AAAAAAAAAaU/oTKdpoaDqL8/s72-c/757245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-4132102611927474770</id><published>2010-03-09T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T15:18:47.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saving'/><title type='text'>Gravity - Pixie lott</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5Xy2jolRYI/AAAAAAAAAaM/izaLXlN1-4s/s1600-h/7639245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5Xy2jolRYI/AAAAAAAAAaM/izaLXlN1-4s/s320/7639245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446526343466796418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to spend money but making a little money go a long way is so satisfying. I just hope I never have to do it for a living. It appears that i have to start saving money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new challenge I have put out for myself is to see how much money I can SAVE over the next 3 months.  I am trying to reform my spending habits.  I like to read books, blogs, anything…so any suggestions and/or ideas from your personal experiences are welcomed!!  Oh heck..any feedback is welcome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the weather is so unbearable. It's so sizzling hot and you can even like put a frying pan on top of someone's head and fry eggs. Ok it's just potentialy crazy. I hate the weather. Now i really think 2012  may be the end of the world. Greatastical haha repent repent repent! and bring umbrella whenever you go , just in case. Like me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-4132102611927474770?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4132102611927474770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=4132102611927474770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4132102611927474770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4132102611927474770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/03/gravity-pixie-lott.html' title='Gravity - Pixie lott'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5Xy2jolRYI/AAAAAAAAAaM/izaLXlN1-4s/s72-c/7639245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-26678916789531702</id><published>2010-03-08T15:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:03:43.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='march holiday'/><title type='text'>The only exception - Paramore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5Sqco2M8GI/AAAAAAAAAaE/5VYNndinl14/s1600-h/9773312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5Sqco2M8GI/AAAAAAAAAaE/5VYNndinl14/s320/tumblr_kyefjnpiN71qb6e44o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446165258375589986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually anticipate for tomorrow morning because I have this huge urge to make scrambled eggs, sausages and toasty bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, very random from my part.&lt;br /&gt;I’m so tired right now, I can’t focus properly anymore… Having too much activities to do just feels weird. I feel like I’m already in my finals period (lack of sleep, big increase of stress, possible consume of energy drink… and god knows what)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my calender and I saw all the upcoming projects/papers/assignments. Pretty depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post_content"&gt;                                                                         &lt;div class="post_title"&gt;                                 I wish I could speak Russian. I don’t know. I just like the way the characters look.&lt;br /&gt;Здравствуйте. Меня зовут Стефани.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, seriously. You can’t tell me that that doesn’t look sexy. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Blame Google for any potentially crappy translations.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                                                       &lt;p&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can smell 'holidays' already. Like hulloooo, the march holidays are only next week. Suuuhhh-weeet :)&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna get my new bed and buy new furnitures for my room. It's time for a room extreme makeover. haha we'll see how it goes, yeah.. and after the holidays, i'll be camping at Bintan! What a TerrificMarch! Lesser school-curriculum time and more homeworks during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Let's all protest. haha no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-26678916789531702?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/26678916789531702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=26678916789531702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/26678916789531702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/26678916789531702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-actually-anticipate-for-tomorrow.html' title='The only exception - Paramore'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5Sqco2M8GI/AAAAAAAAAaE/5VYNndinl14/s72-c/tumblr_kyefjnpiN71qb6e44o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-2962108423736055378</id><published>2010-03-07T13:04:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T13:45:44.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisters and friends are god&apos;s life preservers.'/><title type='text'>Not perfect - NeYo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5M9fwOwbxI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/-XJ3vE_7tPk/s1600-h/DSC06171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5M9fwOwbxI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/-XJ3vE_7tPk/s320/DSC06171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445763990153096978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5M9ZR7ZmmI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/LfWks46eXVE/s1600-h/DSC09776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5M9ZR7ZmmI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/LfWks46eXVE/s320/DSC09776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445763878939630178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters don’t need words.  They have perfected a language of snarls and smiles and frowns and winks - expressions of shocked surprise and incredulity and disbelief.  Sniffs and snorts and gasps and sighs - that can undermine any tale you’re telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis, definetly has the youngest child syndrome,  she gets what she wants when she wants it and doesn't have to fight for all the things she did,  she will tell you differently but do not listen to&lt;br /&gt;me. Haha sounds haywire-ing much right?When I was younger, me and her always wore matching outfits. I love wearing them so much, I still urge her to try wearing matching clothes sometimes. But being fashionable as she claims to be, she doesn’t want to. She's one stubborn sister. and no, we aren't twins. haha that's always the misconception, even though it's obvious im way tall and she's wayyyyyyy short! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, my crazycuzzy, which i treat her as my soulsister already.. I love my sister and I haven’t got a clue as to what to say about her since she depicts every great moments.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t even think of a funny story to tell you about her, how sad , cause there's alot to say about her. She's so funny and can make anyone laugh with her non-logic thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Like last night, when i told her about this and that and whenever she replied, in a funny way of coz, i can hear her voice in my head, aying all the funny private 'us' jokes! haha it made me laugh out loud in the middle of everyone's sleep.  haha One insomaniac sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe i just plain bored. But here's a new way of telling the whole world i have great sisters even though both of them are as stubborn as an ox..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still consider each other as soulmates &lt;3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-2962108423736055378?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2962108423736055378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=2962108423736055378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2962108423736055378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2962108423736055378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-perfect-neyo.html' title='Not perfect - NeYo'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5M9fwOwbxI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/-XJ3vE_7tPk/s72-c/DSC06171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-5280562867347830024</id><published>2010-03-06T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T20:38:22.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HUNGRY'/><title type='text'>Don't remember - Ciara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5JKyOQe_2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/PMyt0rTagP8/s1600-h/1_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5JKyOQe_2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/PMyt0rTagP8/s320/1_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445497126125502306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People don’t fall in love with what’s right in front of them. People want the dream; what they can’t have. The more unattainable, the more attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, i went out with my sis and my mum.&lt;br /&gt;Bought 6 pairs of pretty pretty earrings and a heart necklace. Haha told you, i love accessories. Thanks mum! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After such a day, im so hungry already..&lt;br /&gt;Like what my fb status said yesterday, or the day before yesterday, or whatever, i feel like eating sushi.. and drink double chocolate frapee.. chocolate waffles sounds nice too.. Or even waffles with chocolate ice cream. and cadbury with caramel yum yum. or even chicken wings which is like freaking hot.. and black pepper hotdogs..&lt;br /&gt;adding on with arnold's chicken.. and yeah since i watched papadom ytd, eating it with nasi briyani sounds like a great feast!! OMG SOMEONE FROM HEAVEN BRING THEM TO ME! NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-5280562867347830024?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5280562867347830024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=5280562867347830024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5280562867347830024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5280562867347830024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-remember-ciara.html' title='Don&apos;t remember - Ciara'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5JKyOQe_2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/PMyt0rTagP8/s72-c/1_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-6835912438345126572</id><published>2010-03-05T22:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T22:14:53.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You don’t think you’ll miss someone until they’re gone'/><title type='text'>Silently Screaming - Ne Yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5ER1PQ325I/AAAAAAAAAYk/TX3Kd5iZeIQ/s1600-h/1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5ER1PQ325I/AAAAAAAAAYk/TX3Kd5iZeIQ/s320/1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445153030795680658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the little things you use to do. You think i didn't appreciate them; but i did. I always have. I miss talking to you for hours straight about nothing &amp;amp;&amp;amp; everything I miss your jokes &amp;amp; how you teased me. I miss the smile on my face when i’d get a text from you. I miss you and you silly logic. I miss the long and irrelevant stories you used to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, whenever you caught me listening to a song; it’s not any other song. It’s a song that carries my feelings. The very song i wish you would hear too, and understand how i’m feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought i'd be saying this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-6835912438345126572?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6835912438345126572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=6835912438345126572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6835912438345126572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6835912438345126572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/03/silently-screaming-ne-yo.html' title='Silently Screaming - Ne Yo'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S5ER1PQ325I/AAAAAAAAAYk/TX3Kd5iZeIQ/s72-c/1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-6300471618815484921</id><published>2010-03-04T15:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T16:25:00.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insomnia piano'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="410" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wezy-Yfr2sU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wezy-Yfr2sU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="410" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been finding this version like forever. &amp; now FINALLY.. &lt;br /&gt;This piece is so freaking good. I gotta learn this one really.&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i was born with that kind of talent..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-6300471618815484921?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/6300471618815484921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=6300471618815484921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6300471618815484921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/6300471618815484921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-been-finding-this-version-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-9062010104589592875</id><published>2010-03-01T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T22:22:13.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beneath that mask. or costume. whatever.'/><title type='text'>David Archuleta - You Can</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4vJxltICWI/AAAAAAAAAYE/6ibDFMCzh_8/s1600-h/tumblr_ky7xk8Z4mr1qas5i8o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4vJxltICWI/AAAAAAAAAYE/6ibDFMCzh_8/s320/tumblr_ky7xk8Z4mr1qas5i8o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443666428379531618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You're something i never choose, and something i never wanna lose."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how i personally admire you for your cheerful character when i don't really know who you exactly are.. or how you even look like.. or even you last name, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I like it when you constantly laugh and put smiley faces cause it cheers me up and never fails to remind me that there's actually someone that's as sweet as a candy.&lt;br /&gt;My stomach somersaulted constantly and my brain exploded and that's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;You’re a question mark really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-9062010104589592875?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/9062010104589592875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=9062010104589592875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/9062010104589592875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/9062010104589592875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-funny-how-i-personally-admire-you.html' title='David Archuleta - You Can'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4vJxltICWI/AAAAAAAAAYE/6ibDFMCzh_8/s72-c/tumblr_ky7xk8Z4mr1qas5i8o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-1068110004884155599</id><published>2010-02-28T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T15:13:55.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re the best thing i never knew i needed'/><title type='text'>Never knew i needed you - NeYo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kAjrL9W44G4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kAjrL9W44G4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched the movie! It was Beauuuutiful!&lt;br /&gt;I like Tania's personality. She's one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;Great movie, and great soundtrack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-1068110004884155599?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1068110004884155599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=1068110004884155599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1068110004884155599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1068110004884155599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-watched-movie-it-was.html' title='Never knew i needed you - NeYo'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-740640696678495101</id><published>2010-02-26T18:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T18:15:24.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello'/><title type='text'>Mama Do - Pixie Lott</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4eejxL0jFI/AAAAAAAAAX8/8Df2CWmkM_E/s1600-h/tumblr_ky8i8lG6DF1qaf46po1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4eejxL0jFI/AAAAAAAAAX8/8Df2CWmkM_E/s320/tumblr_ky8i8lG6DF1qaf46po1_400.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442493012036062290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially a blog whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am entering a new stage of my life, I could use a fresh, clean slate on which to express my thoughts and save bits and pieces from various pieces of literature or music with which I fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to promise that I’ll stick to blogger and update frequently, but, truth be told, it takes a lot for me to build up that trust (I’m the same way with both blogging websites, people, and animals, too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here’s to… something?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-740640696678495101?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/740640696678495101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=740640696678495101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/740640696678495101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/740640696678495101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/mama-do-pixie-lott.html' title='Mama Do - Pixie Lott'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4eejxL0jFI/AAAAAAAAAX8/8Df2CWmkM_E/s72-c/tumblr_ky8i8lG6DF1qaf46po1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-3875228435740874343</id><published>2010-02-26T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T17:57:55.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im not ready for love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8oKQ5D023jE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8oKQ5D023jE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jasmine V. Yeah, the girl in JB's music video "Baby".&lt;br /&gt;I like this song. I still hate her though. She's one psycho path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-3875228435740874343?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3875228435740874343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=3875228435740874343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3875228435740874343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3875228435740874343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-jasmine-v.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-2324007204522337608</id><published>2010-02-24T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T15:16:58.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishes wishes'/><title type='text'>Miley Cyrus - When I Look At You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4TPkL41jnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1q7xkGs8cI8/s1600-h/tumblr_ky88p2MYFc1qzjpeko1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4TPkL41jnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1q7xkGs8cI8/s320/tumblr_ky88p2MYFc1qzjpeko1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441702470343822962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If she’s amazing, she won’t be easy. If she’s easy, she won’t be amazing. If she’s worth it, you won’t give up. If you give up, you’re not worthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lied. I just can't help to stop my addiction, which is to blog. I ought to blog since it's not even time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's my uncle birthday and i still don't know what to to buy for him. He has done a wholesome truckloads stuffs for me and my siblings. We owe him our undying gratitude. He has been the best uncle ever. A great man, dad, and uncle. Happy birthday Paman :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the lovely couple, Kak Yana and Hilmi(i just cant call him abg lols!), Happy 1st year anni! 1 year has passed for both of you. Pretty fast huh? Last forever and enough quarreling you two! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she has to celebrate both event, the same exact day which is tomorrow. haha DOOMED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-2324007204522337608?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2324007204522337608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=2324007204522337608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2324007204522337608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2324007204522337608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-shes-amazing-she-wont-be-easy.html' title='Miley Cyrus - When I Look At You'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4TPkL41jnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1q7xkGs8cI8/s72-c/tumblr_ky88p2MYFc1qzjpeko1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-3465670881371637641</id><published>2010-02-23T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T15:18:20.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i try my best to be myself.'/><title type='text'>Pink - Glitter In The Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4PdViSW65I/AAAAAAAAAXk/_CDskuELRVc/s1600-h/tumblr_ky8rnw30Ca1qb4tz7o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4PdViSW65I/AAAAAAAAAXk/_CDskuELRVc/s320/tumblr_ky8rnw30Ca1qb4tz7o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441436136844487570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="quote"&gt;We…need to forgive ourselves…For all the things we didn’t do. All the things we should have done. You can’t get stuck on the regrets of what should have happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;”                                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fail is an event, not a person.&lt;br /&gt;I have to work harder now... Knowing the fact really hurts like a bee sting. I feel like crying my lungs out. Im so devastated and feeling very useless and sloppy. This has been an eye opener for me. This is a wake up call. Wake up call.&lt;br /&gt;I ought to believe in learning, not regretting.  So maybe im gonna be missing in action for a day or two. Awh, I have to focus. Focus girl, focus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-3465670881371637641?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3465670881371637641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=3465670881371637641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3465670881371637641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3465670881371637641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/weneed-to-forgive-ourselvesfor-all.html' title='Pink - Glitter In The Air'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4PdViSW65I/AAAAAAAAAXk/_CDskuELRVc/s72-c/tumblr_ky8rnw30Ca1qb4tz7o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-8446043603258300052</id><published>2010-02-22T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T15:18:50.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art is the coolest subject.'/><title type='text'>Robbie Williams - Morning Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4KR2bh5lOI/AAAAAAAAAXc/LUuEyUiN7CU/s1600-h/tumblr_kx3ljcUc4a1qzb7gjo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4KR2bh5lOI/AAAAAAAAAXc/LUuEyUiN7CU/s320/tumblr_kx3ljcUc4a1qzb7gjo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441071664105886946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-8446043603258300052?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8446043603258300052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=8446043603258300052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8446043603258300052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8446043603258300052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_22.html' title='Robbie Williams - Morning Sun'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4KR2bh5lOI/AAAAAAAAAXc/LUuEyUiN7CU/s72-c/tumblr_kx3ljcUc4a1qzb7gjo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-3273524367998826434</id><published>2010-02-22T15:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T15:19:30.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tell me tell me'/><title type='text'>Wale Ft. Gucci Mane - Pretty Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4I3zIouQ2I/AAAAAAAAAXU/rFuCQ8sGFlw/s1600-h/tumblr_kxve2qHAdG1qb5o9fo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4I3zIouQ2I/AAAAAAAAAXU/rFuCQ8sGFlw/s320/tumblr_kxve2qHAdG1qb5o9fo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440972651448124258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know about anyone else who is sending you lovely comments, but you are getting them for a reason. I remain annoymous because I don't know if I could handle that much cute all at once :D. I will continue sending you love because I'm still looking for that "nothing more. nothing less.""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this will be his reason. But you ought to reveal the secret.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-3273524367998826434?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3273524367998826434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=3273524367998826434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3273524367998826434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3273524367998826434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dont-know-about-anyone-else-who-is.html' title='Wale Ft. Gucci Mane - Pretty Girls'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S4I3zIouQ2I/AAAAAAAAAXU/rFuCQ8sGFlw/s72-c/tumblr_kxve2qHAdG1qb5o9fo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-1523738074428966761</id><published>2010-02-22T15:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T15:19:08.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby music video'/><title type='text'>Karl Wolf Ft. Culture - Africa</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="410" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kffacxfA7G4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kffacxfA7G4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="410" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god. You guys should see the video at 1.16 and 2.24!&lt;br /&gt;I love his hair soo much. It made him look good.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the girl in this music video. She looks so cunning or something. Like she had the "Justin is mine" look all over her face. He's public property anyway. haha. Irritating like hell.&lt;br /&gt;I still love the video anyway! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-1523738074428966761?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1523738074428966761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=1523738074428966761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1523738074428966761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1523738074428966761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-my-god.html' title='Karl Wolf Ft. Culture - Africa'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-4942533324408230320</id><published>2010-02-19T13:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T15:20:00.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my m.t relief teacher is a bitch'/><title type='text'>Selena Gomez - Naturally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S34xmxNoFDI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Trj55XI9SkM/s1600-h/tumblr_kvmgg86Kmf1qzj03ko1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 213px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439839942025417778" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S34xmxNoFDI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Trj55XI9SkM/s320/tumblr_kvmgg86Kmf1qzj03ko1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever have that thing where you’re really angry, but you manage to keep it in, but then one little insignificant thing happens and you just flip shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you expect me to react when you talk to me like that? You think that you can treat me that way cuz you think you’re full of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my M.T teacher, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so damn noisy and fuss the hell out of me. , you're just a relief teacher. Why are you telling me what to do? Who the hell died and made you God? What we do during class is our choice. If we want to fail, let us fail. It’s not your choice as to what we’re doing. And if you are really so desparate for quiet - then there is a perfectly silent library that you can go take refuge in. We hang out in that one area during class because it’s the only place where we can actually avoid the idiots that is our class. You need to learn now that this classroom is never quiet, point blank — and there’s nothing you can change about that. Besides, we should not be expected to follow your every command JUST BECAUSE YOU DECIDED TO DO WORK FOR A CHANGE. Nobody has ever shut up for me when I’ve had to work, so just DEAL WITH IT.&lt;br /&gt;I want to slap her with a cheese grater and gnaw her limbs off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I understand that you, apparently have some position of power. Hahaha. Position of power. You don’t even do your job half the time. Half the time, it’s those lower than you going out and doing the things that require to be done around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU AND YOUR SHITS CAN GO TO HELL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-4942533324408230320?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4942533324408230320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=4942533324408230320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4942533324408230320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4942533324408230320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/do-you-ever-have-that-thing-where-youre.html' title='Selena Gomez - Naturally'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S34xmxNoFDI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Trj55XI9SkM/s72-c/tumblr_kvmgg86Kmf1qzj03ko1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-3952116647846931357</id><published>2010-02-17T16:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T15:20:15.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;ll have to cry me out'/><title type='text'>Rihanna - Rude Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="410" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cRG3zwWNWao&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cRG3zwWNWao&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="410" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just need to post something that sounds nice. haha. and i just like Pixie Lott’s voice. much. and her accent :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-3952116647846931357?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3952116647846931357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=3952116647846931357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3952116647846931357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3952116647846931357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='Rihanna - Rude Boy'/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-7234425561593629826</id><published>2010-02-17T15:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T15:53:22.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;ll watch Percy Jackson again if i could.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3ugRso9VmI/AAAAAAAAAXE/GZzflAdWfv0/s1600-h/tumblr_kxyl2kEv0K1qzsutzo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439117200881178210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3ugRso9VmI/AAAAAAAAAXE/GZzflAdWfv0/s320/tumblr_kxyl2kEv0K1qzsutzo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I choose to be happy. (since it's Logan Lerman!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be happy and content with where I am physically, mentally, emotionally, financially, every possible way. I WILL be happy with who I am, what I am, no matter how I look on the outside. I am unique and amazing and there is no one else like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though every day may not be good.. there is ALWAYS something good in every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been doing ok… I’ve been better, but, really, I don’t care. I know that I have to do what someone told me to do, and I’m doing it. I think I’ll start being happy again soon. Actually, that’s a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m already happy. I know that there’s nothing wrong with being happy, and I don’t care what anyone else thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, honestly, I’ve always been like this. Nothing’s changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should think like this everyday, to remain in a calm position, without any doubts. Precisely, who wouldnt be happy when they're happy. But maybe im terrified to get sad again because being sad is the last thing i want to feel and be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM not sad, im just happier yesterday. OK wait, i just mentioned up there tht im actually HAPPY, so what's that all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-kay, a little confused here. So maybe im sad and happy. To top it all, im just me. Like yea the Nadzirah i've been wanting to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the days where a smile is just plastered in my face. I wont tell you why. &amp;amp; now i believe in a the statement " Smile is contagious". Especially from... AHEMM. :D&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you smile again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-7234425561593629826?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7234425561593629826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=7234425561593629826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7234425561593629826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7234425561593629826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-i-choose-to-be-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3ugRso9VmI/AAAAAAAAAXE/GZzflAdWfv0/s72-c/tumblr_kxyl2kEv0K1qzsutzo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-5539905919759255196</id><published>2010-02-16T21:30:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:40:40.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures at vivo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qgPq_Fc2I/AAAAAAAAAW8/5fLvTQNKkXw/s1600-h/DSC09449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438835041427331394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qfp2w5GUI/AAAAAAAAAV8/QOpP3KkC7xk/s320/DSC09463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qfkfjgvYI/AAAAAAAAAV0/uORwUhahtbE/s1600-h/DSC09472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438834949297847682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qfkfjgvYI/AAAAAAAAAV0/uORwUhahtbE/s320/DSC09472.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qfgTkL_mI/AAAAAAAAAVs/nvh4wU2Zg_4/s1600-h/DSC09468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438834877359980130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qfgTkL_mI/AAAAAAAAAVs/nvh4wU2Zg_4/s320/DSC09468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qfbbFoJgI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Yxsdxy33COo/s1600-h/DSC09475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438834793479939586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qfbbFoJgI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Yxsdxy33COo/s320/DSC09475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qfXA3-jOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Sd-PZqMzYfk/s1600-h/DSC09470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438834717723888866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qfXA3-jOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Sd-PZqMzYfk/s320/DSC09470.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qfR-sDnwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/di0J73_Uzpw/s1600-h/DSC09478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438834631237672706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qfR-sDnwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/di0J73_Uzpw/s320/DSC09478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qfL9OJbSI/AAAAAAAAAVM/5xODNNYPTG8/s1600-h/DSC09479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438834527764573474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qfL9OJbSI/AAAAAAAAAVM/5xODNNYPTG8/s320/DSC09479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qfFutLBrI/AAAAAAAAAVE/hXRnZRNap5M/s1600-h/DSC09480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438834420788954802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qfFutLBrI/AAAAAAAAAVE/hXRnZRNap5M/s320/DSC09480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qe9h6_pmI/AAAAAAAAAU8/BZHiZ6K8gW4/s1600-h/DSC09483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438834279918315106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qe9h6_pmI/AAAAAAAAAU8/BZHiZ6K8gW4/s320/DSC09483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qe2xzGcJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/3D1ozTbbda0/s1600-h/DSC09489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438834163921088658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qe2xzGcJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/3D1ozTbbda0/s320/DSC09489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qer8bTeKI/AAAAAAAAAUs/CK_YaoG3aaY/s1600-h/DSC09494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438833977795508386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qer8bTeKI/AAAAAAAAAUs/CK_YaoG3aaY/s320/DSC09494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qelo4TaiI/AAAAAAAAAUk/cER5Jp0_c5o/s1600-h/DSC09495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438833869469215266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qelo4TaiI/AAAAAAAAAUk/cER5Jp0_c5o/s320/DSC09495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qehSDattI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ejb6lm9NOQA/s1600-h/DSC09496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438833794622338770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qehSDattI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ejb6lm9NOQA/s320/DSC09496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qeaqK7yNI/AAAAAAAAAUU/-GaQCvjgD0g/s1600-h/DSC09497.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qeUaBwD4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/-Nwj9XUd79M/s1600-h/DSC09498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438833573424533378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qeUaBwD4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/-Nwj9XUd79M/s320/DSC09498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to watch Percy Jackson and The Lightning Thief with Kak Yana and Rizkah! It was aweeesommee! haha LOGAN LERMAN IS A CUTTIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4926027655212965060-5539905919759255196?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5539905919759255196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=5539905919759255196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5539905919759255196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5539905919759255196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/went-to-watch-percy-jackson-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3qgPq_Fc2I/AAAAAAAAAW8/5fLvTQNKkXw/s72-c/DSC09449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-8230855465984413341</id><published>2010-02-13T09:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T14:09:37.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="410" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SLwXE3fY2do&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SLwXE3fY2do&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="410" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sneak peak of the music video. I can't wait for the actual one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the girl looks much older than Justin.. haha not again..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-8230855465984413341?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8230855465984413341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=8230855465984413341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8230855465984413341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8230855465984413341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/sneak-peak-of-music-video.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-4016453134854215461</id><published>2010-02-12T16:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T16:37:26.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3URSNsAfMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/AzT7nxZMrFU/s1600-h/tumblr_kxpk8ujWSd1qakr9eo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437271129729301698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3URSNsAfMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/AzT7nxZMrFU/s320/tumblr_kxpk8ujWSd1qakr9eo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I look forward to see you everyday. Your companionship makes me feel so much better about everything in general.&lt;br /&gt;Damn I wish I had knew. But I take nothing back. Regret is something I lack. I’d do it all again any day. Im sorry i've disappoint you in any kinds of way. I just dont see things in your view and i feel stupid for myself. I feel guilty when everything starts to go all wrong..&lt;br /&gt;I hope you wont leave :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-4016453134854215461?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4016453134854215461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=4016453134854215461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4016453134854215461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4016453134854215461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-look-forward-to-seeing-you-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3URSNsAfMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/AzT7nxZMrFU/s72-c/tumblr_kxpk8ujWSd1qakr9eo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-5386125373446737283</id><published>2010-02-12T15:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T16:04:08.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what a mess. and disaster.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3UF3RF-yUI/AAAAAAAAAT8/HcQbR2ocmo0/s1600-h/tumblr_kxghkj5p6l1qapsedo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437258572159174978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3UF3RF-yUI/AAAAAAAAAT8/HcQbR2ocmo0/s320/tumblr_kxghkj5p6l1qapsedo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this roller coaster of emotions. When I’m talking to you, you can make me feel like the happiest person in the world and other times you make me feel like I’m against a cliff with no where to go. I’ve tried fooling myself into stop liking you. There are times when I feel no emotion towards you, but 5 minutes later you say something that makes me reassure I still like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d rather like someone who I could have a chance with, rather than someone as amazing as you whom has way too many people to choose from. And I want this feeling to stop. I just want to look at you and think “friend” without hesitation. I’ve never liked anyone as much as you, and that will make it hard for me to get over you. I can try avoiding you, but that just makes me miss you more. What can I do except cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am pathetic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If people aren’t being attention-seeking or anything, I’ll want them to shut up….what is this?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’m just jealous of a lot of people for no proper reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway i just realised that &lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; has really long eyelashes. Genuine ones haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remarkbly gorgeous&lt;/em&gt;. For a guy.&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand why im starting to observe &lt;strong&gt;him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;What happened Nadzirah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid has aimed the wrong person. So now it's going backwards. &lt;strong&gt;*GASP* HELP!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-5386125373446737283?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5386125373446737283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=5386125373446737283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5386125373446737283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5386125373446737283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-hate-this-roller-coaster-of-emotions.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3UF3RF-yUI/AAAAAAAAAT8/HcQbR2ocmo0/s72-c/tumblr_kxghkj5p6l1qapsedo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-2375921239738686277</id><published>2010-02-11T15:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:52:33.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography club'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3O3OnwdoDI/AAAAAAAAAT0/5Pzgh8jbVN0/s1600-h/tumblr_kxi4hs3dD51qzojqro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436890636984623154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3O3OnwdoDI/AAAAAAAAAT0/5Pzgh8jbVN0/s320/tumblr_kxi4hs3dD51qzojqro1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im gonna take up Photography Club as my 2nd cca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha im so happy :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-2375921239738686277?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2375921239738686277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=2375921239738686277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2375921239738686277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2375921239738686277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-gonna-take-up-photography-club-as-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3O3OnwdoDI/AAAAAAAAAT0/5Pzgh8jbVN0/s72-c/tumblr_kxi4hs3dD51qzojqro1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-35755746724385191</id><published>2010-02-10T16:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T16:48:17.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i like i like i like'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3Jw7L5qCKI/AAAAAAAAATk/uaOUaak98tg/s1600-h/tumblr_kwqgqptwku1qaw2hzo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436531862298822818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3Jw7L5qCKI/AAAAAAAAATk/uaOUaak98tg/s320/tumblr_kwqgqptwku1qaw2hzo1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im madly insane. Even though mad and insane has the same meaning, i still think it sounds better together. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tomorrow's Thursday, which means im gonna suffer during NYAA and the whole day will kill me slowly since i have 2-periods for every lessons. Dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm running out of ideas on how to make my class stfu.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so powerless now.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, another day, another shouting and screaming from the chairman and vice-chairman :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-35755746724385191?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/35755746724385191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=35755746724385191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/35755746724385191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/35755746724385191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-madly-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S3Jw7L5qCKI/AAAAAAAAATk/uaOUaak98tg/s72-c/tumblr_kwqgqptwku1qaw2hzo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-3656946170346210989</id><published>2010-02-08T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T16:04:30.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S2_E5jkHgTI/AAAAAAAAATc/k5PGOCWZCsg/s1600-h/normal_monet-impression-sunrise-18721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435779768337793330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S2_E5jkHgTI/AAAAAAAAATc/k5PGOCWZCsg/s320/normal_monet-impression-sunrise-18721.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S2_E0l9P_-I/AAAAAAAAATU/g5heQM9zFbg/s1600-h/Claude-Monet-Woman-with-sunshade-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435779683080732642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S2_E0l9P_-I/AAAAAAAAATU/g5heQM9zFbg/s320/Claude-Monet-Woman-with-sunshade-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since im doing my art homework, i thought maybe it's best to upload these pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Taadaa, im currently drawing the first one. and gonna paint it soon. I know Impressionism is a difficult piece to complete, but im quite confident i can. Art is easy dont cha think? haha.&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/4926027655212965060-3656946170346210989?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3656946170346210989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=3656946170346210989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3656946170346210989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3656946170346210989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/since-im-doing-my-art-homework-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S2_E5jkHgTI/AAAAAAAAATc/k5PGOCWZCsg/s72-c/normal_monet-impression-sunrise-18721.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-9203365632787649863</id><published>2010-02-08T15:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T15:34:30.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WHERE ARE YOU JEANS?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S2--e_Wn6jI/AAAAAAAAATM/yZv2BmPbF6Y/s1600-h/41576-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435772714871155250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S2--e_Wn6jI/AAAAAAAAATM/yZv2BmPbF6Y/s320/41576-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Real words simply can’t describe how angry I am. I wish I could put an electric collar around her disgusting neck and shock the living shit out of her whenever she tries to deafen me with her goddamn bitchery. I would shock her until her vocal cords shriveled up and dropped into her stomach where the acid would cause them to disintegrate. She is the absolute definition of a narrow minded insensitive asshole.&lt;br /&gt;I told her i lost my favourite pair of jeans and she scolded me for being so carelessy mopey and not blamming myself. I didnt even blame her. I asked her. and she said if im gonna give her that kinda shitattitude, according to her, i might as well dont talk to her. I've got better things to do than talking to her anyway. and maybe it's just her damn pms that's making her act like a total real blithering idiot.&lt;br /&gt;I know this sounds stupid and dumb but i cried when i lost my jeans. So maybe that's why i called it my Favourite pair of jeans.. It's just the best pair i've had and i'm really really sad for it's loss.. It made me so mad that i ate the whole 'Cream-o' biscuits. and then i got a scolding from my mum. That explains my pissy mood today. Thanks mum for the nagging.&lt;br /&gt;FML. (if you know what that meant)&lt;br /&gt;So now im actually sitting here trying NOT to punch my wall or tear my curtains down or rip my books off. Control is the key. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel much better after typing all these shits out and know that at least some people will actually read this and actually agree that they'll cry when they lost their favourite stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS THAT FAV JEANS OF MINE!!! *CRY*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-9203365632787649863?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/9203365632787649863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=9203365632787649863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/9203365632787649863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/9203365632787649863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/real-words-simply-cant-describe-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S2--e_Wn6jI/AAAAAAAAATM/yZv2BmPbF6Y/s72-c/41576-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-4538052947119855881</id><published>2010-02-04T15:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T16:20:58.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wake me up from these bad dreams'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S2qDZBYLZ5I/AAAAAAAAATE/agzSP2c8V3Y/s1600-h/tumblr_kwbouaKMFF1qzkj87o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434300366265739154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S2qDZBYLZ5I/AAAAAAAAATE/agzSP2c8V3Y/s320/tumblr_kwbouaKMFF1qzkj87o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;The title basically tells it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so not surprisingly, i’m being stupid as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was going alright. Then NYAA started crapping out on me every 2 minutes and it eventually just crapped out completely.&lt;br /&gt;NYAA was insanely tiring today. I admit i wasnt having alot of fun doing those intensive trainings. Especially when we're treated like a guy, and have to do lots of mad workout like push up with a stroke from one hand followed by another &amp;amp; we have to resart it all over again since we didnt count loudly. We're all girls and so why is the training so tough? Like very very very very very very very very tough. Yes. I was actually going to die. It’s kind of a huge circle of deathfeelingness. Thank god the last bell for NYAA rang right before i could.. die.. due.. to.. extreme.. tiredness.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a long day.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be long too.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-4538052947119855881?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4538052947119855881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=4538052947119855881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4538052947119855881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4538052947119855881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S2qDZBYLZ5I/AAAAAAAAATE/agzSP2c8V3Y/s72-c/tumblr_kwbouaKMFF1qzkj87o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-2324576345133948274</id><published>2010-02-02T15:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T16:06:26.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good vibes mocha mocha'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess Tuesday isnt really a bad day afterall.&lt;br /&gt;Today was actually a reasonable day.&lt;br /&gt;Good vibes, good vibes! Even though my morning classes were boring. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my day, if you’re interested, went well. I’m in a pretty good mood, especially compared to last night when I felt terrible for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, im still hungry. Im always hungry. It's not that im greedy or ungrateful. It's just that i feel like eating something. Like more and more. So now i feel like eating chocolate bars with caramel and sipping a cup of ice mocha. Just the thought of it made me drool and drool and drool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so guess what happened today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed my maths test. I was freaked out. I expected to fail the test. But then i ace it. Im immensely happy. All the revisions paid off. It felt like as if a ton of bricks were lifted from my shoulders. My day went off smoothly after that.&lt;br /&gt;No dragging lessons. No hungry lessons. No tired lessons.&lt;br /&gt;GREATASTICAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping early too. Can you actually believe it? Like... The girl who used to have insomnia can actually sleep early. Yeah life's so weird now and then. First it's fair, then it's not. It just keeps changing. Well so yeah, my eyes doesnt weigh a ton anymore. I feel like i can breathe again since forever. Im so glad im normal again. Uhm excluding those moody days when im constantly struck with headaches and the fact that the weather is always hot like as if im gonna burn and i have to use the umbrella bcoz i'll have a headache if im too exposed to the fking hot sun. and my umbrella is very crazy. It's in orange, yellow and pink stripes. hahaha. My mum bought it for me so it's kinda... off-beat. haha. I dont care if i look like a dork under it, cause i cant stand the weather these days.. Im also quite dehydrated which always end up with a damn headache. Oh well.. Another hot day, another headache..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-2324576345133948274?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2324576345133948274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=2324576345133948274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2324576345133948274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2324576345133948274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-guess-tuesday-isnt-really-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-5372167979482398083</id><published>2010-02-01T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T15:36:43.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my head my head my head'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It feels like my head is being smashed by a big hammer. I hope this will end soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would you tell if you had a constant headache? Would you tell everyone about it so that they could try and understand (although as far as I am concerned no one ever will) what it is like? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really cannot be dealing with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been gettig headaches over the weeks and i can tell you, it's worse than migranes. It's so bad  that I cried constantly and couldn’t manage to go through my daily tasks at school and whatever shits. There went away, but then it came back again! I feel like killing someone. Or scream at the top of my voice. Or bang my head on the wall till i bleed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up early, ran 2.4km again. She's gotta be insane. I ran almost 4.8km every week. Every week is like NAFA. You know it's crazy right? and then we have to reach back at an estimated time which is way insane. So far, i've managed to reach back on time, but by the time i finished eveerything, i was half-dead. Im gonna have to tolerate to this "routine" until April hit. I guess so. Pls pls pls dont let us run 2.4 km or 4.8km if there's NYAA endurance training cause it's killin me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I just want to be like not sick… for once nothing wrong. But i doubt that’ll ever happen you know. Oh well. I'll rest for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-5372167979482398083?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5372167979482398083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=5372167979482398083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5372167979482398083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5372167979482398083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-feels-like-my-head-is-being-smashed.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-1930537898859172772</id><published>2010-01-30T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T15:37:27.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let&apos;s recall..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S6zljfPrt9E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S6zljfPrt9E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hiyaa. Ok yes, im back from Estate Collection. It was fine. haha. Not time to elaborate uh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just when i was about to listen to this old song, i found out tht it was MISHON who sang this song! I thought it was Chris Brown! So all these years i thought it was Chris Brown. 3 YEARS OR SO. Wow me. Haha. So yup.. It's my fav song 2 or 3  years back. When i listen to it now, i fell in love with it again. haha old songs are better than new ones. Except for justin bieber's songs. haha kay Take care. Au Revoir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-1930537898859172772?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1930537898859172772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=1930537898859172772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1930537898859172772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1930537898859172772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/01/hiyaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-7884514545001403123</id><published>2010-01-29T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:23:40.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday- fry days'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S2LhJnEZ3RI/AAAAAAAAASs/kHqlRKEx-VI/s1600-h/tumblr_kwxvl12LNb1qzbqvao1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 169px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432151655784766738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S2LhJnEZ3RI/AAAAAAAAASs/kHqlRKEx-VI/s320/tumblr_kwxvl12LNb1qzbqvao1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ra ra ah ah ah. Roma roma-ma. Okay, yeah I’m random and bored. Haven’t been posting as much in the past few days because i had truckloads of tests and sports trial. Ugh life.. Been busy with school and all those shits. This pathetic week has been depressing but I managed to go through the days because I just had to — or else I’m going to live my life by regretting everything I did or said. Simply misery. I couldn’t think of anything in particular or concentrating on what I should do to pleased everyone. There will be no more trust issue or complications because I’m getting sick and tired of wasting my trust on someone who I don’t give a shit if she dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been pretty epic; two days, 7 hours each-ish. Luckily. Had GPE too. Im starting to love NYAA and GPE alot! During NYAA, we played netball and our team won. haha brava. For GPE tday, we had uhm a somesort of a basketball thing. So i guess im gonna be fit for these few months before the Sec2 Overseas camp thing @ Bintan. This is so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them, of course. I guess on that front things aren’t going so well because of the distance and how awfully insecure I am. I’m having issues with this person right now. I think im having anger management problem. Someone help me to breathe. Im starting to get all nervous for a specific date.. or most probably DAY.. OK whatever maybe both. It doesnt make any difference thou. Ok so well wish me luck. and then help me to breathe again. haha kay stop it with the breathe thing.&lt;br /&gt;I am also insanely overly sensitive at the moment. I don’t know, I’m just taking everything personally, everything to heart. I feel sad. I feel really, really sad. I don’t like it. YOU AND ME HAVE ISSUES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand why we have to do the Estate Collection of newspaper tomorrow. It's so unneccesary. Had to wake up like a normal weekday. Oh i hate life. Will have breakfast at Mac at 6.30 in the morning. Who's with me? haha :)&lt;br /&gt;Well it’s all rather a stupid and boring post and if you get to the end of this, I’ll be impressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sorry if this post is too wordy. I had a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So check yes juliet are you with me. haha k wth. Take care everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-7884514545001403123?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7884514545001403123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=7884514545001403123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7884514545001403123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7884514545001403123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/01/ra-ra-ah-ah-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S2LhJnEZ3RI/AAAAAAAAASs/kHqlRKEx-VI/s72-c/tumblr_kwxvl12LNb1qzbqvao1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-1515292478889218813</id><published>2010-01-23T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T16:03:39.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old photos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S1qskW1KXbI/AAAAAAAAASk/7lxsUzpxhQQ/s1600-h/DSC09019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429842041352379826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S1qskW1KXbI/AAAAAAAAASk/7lxsUzpxhQQ/s320/DSC09019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S1qsfqVq4VI/AAAAAAAAASc/xBdCwZS3fBY/s1600-h/DSC09022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429841960689656146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S1qsfqVq4VI/AAAAAAAAASc/xBdCwZS3fBY/s320/DSC09022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO HI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes shafiqah, here's my old pictures. haha. She's dying to see my baby photos. I'll upload them in Facebook kay Hypergal? haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im so jealous cause my sis seriously looked soo cute last time. LAST TIME K. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, happy shafiqah? You still owe me yours! *WINK*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. Kay, BYE TAKE CARE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Au Revoir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4926027655212965060-1515292478889218813?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1515292478889218813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=1515292478889218813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1515292478889218813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1515292478889218813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S1qskW1KXbI/AAAAAAAAASk/7lxsUzpxhQQ/s72-c/DSC09019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-3149485834575145834</id><published>2010-01-22T14:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T14:49:39.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that smile..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S1lJZqvbK-I/AAAAAAAAASM/X5mTv71rmBw/s1600-h/tumblr_kwkr56kXPG1qacki4o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429451531090602978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S1lJZqvbK-I/AAAAAAAAASM/X5mTv71rmBw/s320/tumblr_kwkr56kXPG1qacki4o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did tht boy got those lines from a How to be a gentleman handybook? Coz its a WOW for a girl. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, today is pretty whack. I didn’t get too much sleep and I was beyond bored in both of my classes today. I cant really focus on what my teacher was yaking all along.&lt;br /&gt;" If I had only one hour to live, I’d spend it in my class because it feels like an eternity. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m doing something very wrong. I let myself get in the way of what I want, I stand in my own way and then I feel shitty about it. I feel like I could be doing more, I just don’t have the motivation to do so. And the worst part is, I don’t really know what I want to do either, so it’s silly isn’t it? Gosh, I need to sort things out, and really soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing, I’m sort of…falling, okay not falling, that’s definetly the wrong word, but I feel like I’m getting…too comfortable with a certain friend, and it’s really bothering me. Not because I’m having feelings for this person, but just because of…I can’t describe this..&lt;br /&gt;It's happening to me… and it's horrible. You still care about the person, but you don’t want to stay with them forever, not anymore. Yup, so yeah, that explains it all. Iam just in a state of mind where i can't think anymore. Gaahh i need help!!&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-3149485834575145834?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3149485834575145834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=3149485834575145834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3149485834575145834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3149485834575145834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/01/did-tht-boy-got-those-lines-from-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S1lJZqvbK-I/AAAAAAAAASM/X5mTv71rmBw/s72-c/tumblr_kwkr56kXPG1qacki4o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-9182478906401756269</id><published>2010-01-21T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T17:12:43.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banner&apos;s done.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Relax, at last.&lt;br /&gt;Finally I feel like I can breathe a little. The past few weeks have been pretty rough, especially when it comes to school work. As I expected, the banner is done. That’s probably going to be all fine! Thanks to those who helped my patrol do the sewing. I owe you guys my undying gratitude. Without you guys, we won't manage to finish it on time and thanks Miss Dino for the pizza treat  for the 4 of us!! It would be better if you ordered 2 box of pizza for 4 girls. Especially greedy ones like us. haha. Seriously, thanks alot!! and Yeah, to celebrate our so called "Victory", Our patrol have decided to go prawn fishing! hahaha sounds like a great plan! Can i say i seriously love the feeling of satisfaction?! Im really gonna have a peaceful sleep from today onwards.. No more banner.. Im sooo.... relieved.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I’m just thinking about a few things.. I'm still in the proccess of doing my new project. I can see some changes.. and im really proud of it. Im insanely excited for it to be done. It's gonna be time consuming but with patience and faith, im sure i can finish it. Patience girl, patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im gonna make myself a nice coffee to drink.. Probably i'll go buy ice mocha.. *drools*&lt;br /&gt;haha alright mate, enjoy your friday tomorrow. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-9182478906401756269?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/9182478906401756269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=9182478906401756269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/9182478906401756269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/9182478906401756269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/01/relax-at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-3880476640624493056</id><published>2010-01-18T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:08:47.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby baby baby nooo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NE2buVke8zw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NE2buVke8zw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMGGGGGG!!!! DID YOU GUYS HEARD THAT?!?! WHAT A GREAT SINGLE! I LOVE YOU BABY! LOVE YOU LOADS!! IM SO ADDICTED TO THIS! BYEBYE! TC!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AU REVOIR!!!! IM SO HAPPY HAHAH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-3880476640624493056?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3880476640624493056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=3880476640624493056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3880476640624493056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3880476640624493056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/01/omgggggg-did-you-guys-heard-that-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-8698282551955161760</id><published>2010-01-15T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:25:46.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love arjun rampal haha.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's wrong with blogger man. I cant upload any picture. If you guys were wondering what picture, it's Justin Bieber's picture, of course. haha. No JB'S pic, no enthusiasm tonight. Sad Face.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, there's nothing interesting that happened today. Since the holidays, i've lost my passion for designing. My heart just wasnt in it, and i thought i've given up completely. But tonight's different. I felt centered again , for the first time in a long time. Im ready to tackle a new project- New Illustration. I've already started a portion of it. When it's done, i can't wait to show it to my beloved ones. Im back, drawing and designing. Im soooo happy for myself. I didnt have worries staying awake. I knew it would keep me busy &amp;amp; i really loved every minute of it. and the best thing about the whole process was that each night seemed to fly by. They didn't drag anymore, threatening me with extreme fatigueness. and now i feel so secured again.. I just love drawing. Thanks sketch book :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hand,  im so glad that i have a 2-day break from that miserable soulsucking hellhole place called school but on the other hand, it's not like as if im gonna get all kinds of fun at home, doing homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA today wasn't quite a formal one. Our patrol did the banner. I did the sewing. It was fun. haha. Im so like an auntie. Then, aft 2 hours of hard work that finally paid off, i hauled ass after dismissal and practically brisked from the guides room, but slowed down when i left the building. Im weird, i know. haha. Went to the bustop, and i decided to buy my favorite DewBerry biscuits. &amp;amp; I missed 2 bus. Great. So waited for the next bus, then there were 4 ladies that walked towards my direction. They seriously look like those people from the Middle-East. Such beautiful eyes. But then i swear to god that they talked in Indonesian slang. LOLS. I was soo damn shocked. Can you imagine those people who look like they came from the middle-east, speak in b.indonesia?! Hahaha. It was kinda funny. Then one of them asked me for direction. Then without me realising, i talked to them in bahasa indo too. hahahahaha. Aft tht, she looked at my name tag and mouthed my name. haha again, it was funny. I dont understand why. Im so weird. The lady then asked me whether im an arabian or a person from pakistan. LOLLOL.. I gave her tht blank look and said im a malay. Then she said yeah, and asked me for my race. Before i can tell her im javanese, my bus came and then i said bye and smile instead. haha. It's like , the situation is so undescribable cause i was speaking in b.indo. hahahahahahahahahahahaha. Then in the bus, i cant stop spreading a smile on my face, cause only then, i realised how stupid i sound in b. indo. But im glad thou, cause i didnt sound like some maid. haha and im not a person from pakistan or arab or bosnia!! wth.. So went to met kak yana and my sis. Went to the bookstore and library. We spent around 1 hour plus to find books i think? Not sure. But it wasfun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;OK, dont mind this long post. Cause i wont be posting for quite some time. Gonna concentrate more on my new project. It'snot a school project, i know, but i wanna put my all in it. I want people to see my effort. My interest. So take care guys.&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-8698282551955161760?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8698282551955161760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=8698282551955161760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8698282551955161760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8698282551955161760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-wrong-with-blogger-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-8867082018182870352</id><published>2010-01-13T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:40:16.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby baby baby noooo.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jON5yjNDM_U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jON5yjNDM_U&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Would it be bad if i called him adorable? Probably. Guys usually dont like those sort of girly terms associated with them. hahaha. Okay, my day instantly went from very dull to a today-is-a-good-day aft watching this video. The ending part is so funny. haha. Im so ridiculously happy cause his single, Baby, is coming out on Monday. *jumping* haha. Im excited and i can feel my stomach somersaulting. Hah that's how enthusiasted i am. So yea, enjoy this video from this hottie. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-8867082018182870352?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8867082018182870352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=8867082018182870352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8867082018182870352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8867082018182870352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/01/would-it-be-bad-if-i-called-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-1541307267166097574</id><published>2010-01-12T15:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T16:07:38.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;ll find its way back..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0wsTHD3rxI/AAAAAAAAARs/TSeuKRZGPZM/s1600-h/tumblr_kvanupxbcP1qatxm8o1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425760357899022098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0wsTHD3rxI/AAAAAAAAARs/TSeuKRZGPZM/s320/tumblr_kvanupxbcP1qatxm8o1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You make me smile till my face felt that it was gonna split into half.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're amazing, and you're the shit(;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha, take care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Au Revoir.&lt;br /&gt;&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/4926027655212965060-1541307267166097574?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1541307267166097574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=1541307267166097574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1541307267166097574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1541307267166097574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-make-me-smile-till-my-face-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0wsTHD3rxI/AAAAAAAAARs/TSeuKRZGPZM/s72-c/tumblr_kvanupxbcP1qatxm8o1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-941882855725350379</id><published>2010-01-10T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T13:52:28.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caspian and Abbey'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/np9YXI_9olM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/np9YXI_9olM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I spent my whole day yesterday reading this book. It's called The Hollow by Jessica Verday. Im surprised myself that i managed to read the whole book in one day. &amp;amp; there's like 500+ pages inside. I totally loveee the book. It bring me to saddness, and misery. But also put a smile on my face. I totally lose grip of the time, and put aside my meals, just to finish the whole book. It's such an interesting book. And the book trailer is soo amazing. Caspian's really a hottie in there. hahaha. The way the writer described Caspian, is way too amazing. But in the end, i cried, because i didnt expect the ending to wrap up the story like that. It was so sad. and weird in the other hand. Im soo gonna buy the next book! I dont care. I have to admit im a bookworm. But i can't resist good books!  So yeah, take care.&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-941882855725350379?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/941882855725350379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=941882855725350379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/941882855725350379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/941882855725350379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-spent-my-whole-day-yesterday-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-1280157877622529831</id><published>2010-01-08T20:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:11:55.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hooked on books'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0ctU0hCpDI/AAAAAAAAARM/P4Mbsj_9pI4/s1600-h/dlsm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424354111908914226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0ctU0hCpDI/AAAAAAAAARM/P4Mbsj_9pI4/s320/dlsm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until three months ago, everything about sixteen-year-old Camelia's life had been fairly ordinary: decent grades; an okay relationship with her parents; and a pretty cool part-time job at an art studio downtown. But when Ben, the mysterious new guy, starts junior year at her high school, Camelia's life becomes far from ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumored to be somehow responsible for his ex-girlfriend's accidental death, Ben is immediately ostracized by everyone on campus. Except for Camelia. She's reluctant to believe he's trouble, even when her friends try to convince her otherwise. Instead she's inexplicably drawn to Ben...and to his touch. But soon, Camelia is receiving eerie phone calls and strange packages with threatening notes. Ben insists she is in danger, and that he can help – but can he be trusted? She knows he's hiding something...but he's not the only one with a secret.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6fzMpVMy2fQ (BOOK TRAILER!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0ctJd1-5JI/AAAAAAAAARE/rJMWIwJPNfk/s1600-h/dllm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424353916844172434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0ctJd1-5JI/AAAAAAAAARE/rJMWIwJPNfk/s320/dllm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Last fall, sixteen-year-old Camelia fell for Ben, a new boy at school who had a very mysterious gift – psychometry, the ability to sense the future through touch. But just as Camelia and Ben's romance began to heat up, he abruptly left town. Brokenhearted, Camelia has spent the last few months studying everything she can about psychometry and experiencing strange brushes with premonition. Camelia wonders if Ben's abilities have somehow been transferred to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben returns to school, but he remains aloof, and Camelia can't get close enough to share her secret with him. Camelia makes the painful decision to let him go and move on. Adam, the hot new guy at Knead, seems good for her in ways Ben wasn't. But when Camelia and Adam start dating, a surprising love triangle results. A chilling sequence of events uncovers secrets from Ben’s past – and Adam's. Someone is lying, and it's up to Camelia to figure out who – before it's too late.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So these are the books im hooked with! These books arein the Touch series. I've read the first book, but not the second. &amp;amp; i cant wait for the third, Deadly Little Game. Im so excited! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Au Revoir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4926027655212965060-1280157877622529831?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1280157877622529831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=1280157877622529831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1280157877622529831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1280157877622529831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/01/until-three-months-ago-everything-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0ctU0hCpDI/AAAAAAAAARM/P4Mbsj_9pI4/s72-c/dlsm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-7613417378937602373</id><published>2010-01-07T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T20:49:49.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makes me happy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0XYLBXR6zI/AAAAAAAAAQs/_QhPAz6e3o0/s1600-h/tumblr_kvuqk0VSWg1qzlhnyo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423979010093869874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0XYLBXR6zI/AAAAAAAAAQs/_QhPAz6e3o0/s320/tumblr_kvuqk0VSWg1qzlhnyo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Five reasons why having a crush is good for you. ♥&lt;br /&gt;1.You light up. Crush sightings cause your heart rate to increase and pump blood swiftly through your system. This makes some acquire pink, glowing skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.You become more creative. As you think up scenarios of bump-ins and stolen glances, your imagination starts working doubly hard, inspiring your ingenious streak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.You’ll emit good vibes. You’re more likely to forget a dreary dilemma when you see your crush. A kilig situation usually lightens your mood and causes you to become instantly happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.You’re made more self-aware. As you zero in on one particular guy (or several if you wish), you learn how to weed out people who don’t intrigue you. In this light, you get to fine-tune your likes and dislikes and get a healthy understanding of what tickles your fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.You become your best self. When you’re styling on a crush, you always put your best foot forward. As such, you rack your brains for ways to transform yourself into the most ideal—and crushable—version of yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You must be smiling now. If you're not, then you're just.. uhm, idk? No feelings? Haha Okay Take Care lovers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Au Revoir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-7613417378937602373?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7613417378937602373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=7613417378937602373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7613417378937602373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7613417378937602373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/01/five-reasons-why-having-crush-is-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0XYLBXR6zI/AAAAAAAAAQs/_QhPAz6e3o0/s72-c/tumblr_kvuqk0VSWg1qzlhnyo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-8347247043913102257</id><published>2010-01-06T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T18:07:42.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano guitar piano guitar piano guitar'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0Rf0lZ2djI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oFl8g41dgdM/s1600-h/tumblr_kv33xkQjWM1qzf1nuo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0Rf0lZ2djI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oFl8g41dgdM/s320/tumblr_kv33xkQjWM1qzf1nuo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423565208259294770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's up? I don't know why im so active on blogger lately.&lt;br /&gt;Im so glad that im on piano lessons now! Yeay. Im so excited. But i wanna conquer the guitar too actually. But nvm. I prefer the piano than the guitar. Bro can guide me with guitar though.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe that's all for today. Im very hungry... Who wants to accompany me to eat?&lt;br /&gt;haha. Okay take care everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir.&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/4926027655212965060-8347247043913102257?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8347247043913102257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=8347247043913102257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8347247043913102257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8347247043913102257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-whats-up-i-dont-know-why-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0Rf0lZ2djI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oFl8g41dgdM/s72-c/tumblr_kv33xkQjWM1qzf1nuo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-5948902152274620665</id><published>2010-01-05T16:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T16:32:52.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Always find a reason to be happy..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0L31yKRPCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/OLbm97Diee0/s1600-h/tumblr_kvrbbwCjYv1qa27joo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0L31yKRPCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/OLbm97Diee0/s320/tumblr_kvrbbwCjYv1qa27joo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423169404677471266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I was more like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn’t give a shit about respect or kindness.  Your life seems so happy and pleasant. You go where you please, do what you please, answer only to those you allow yourself to come under their control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I catch a glimpse into your eyes.  I see the emptiness and the lingering pain.  In that moment, I remember why &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am thankful I am myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One new thing I've learned about myself this year is. . . I keep thinking I have it figured out. And then I doubt myself. And then I think I have it figured out again. I'm lost. I know that it sounds strange to learn that I'm lost, but that's the way I'm seeing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;p&gt;So what if it hurts you?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So what if you break down?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So what if this world throws you off the edge?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Your feet run out the ground&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You gotta find my place&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You wanna hear your sound&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t care about all the pain in front of you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Because you're trying to be happy. Always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take care. Au Revoir.&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/4926027655212965060-5948902152274620665?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/5948902152274620665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=5948902152274620665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5948902152274620665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/5948902152274620665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-wish-i-was-more-like-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/S0L31yKRPCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/OLbm97Diee0/s72-c/tumblr_kvrbbwCjYv1qa27joo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-8482739805597735154</id><published>2010-01-04T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T17:36:52.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im an owl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a vampire and a tallie. haha.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a bat'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night, i slept at 3am. I think im weird cause when i sleep late, i dont feel tired in class. But when i sleep early, i'll be half dead in class. Yes it's so weird. and im having dark eyes circles. Not again...&lt;br /&gt;Im such a dufus. My body isnt functioning v.well. It has been actin weird lately. All i need is to rest my bones. I mean to sleep. sleep sleep sleep. I feel terribly tired on the evening but so hyper at night. So i end up not sleeping all night. Im an owl? A bat? Or a vampire who doesnt sleep at all? Okay cool. and weird. weird weird weird. So since it's the first day of school, i went to school a little early. To bring up the school spirit. LOL ok no such thang as school spirit. Just dont wanna miss the bus again. 5 times in a row. Great. Okay so, went to class and yadda yadda. Miss Charmain appointed me to become the vice-chairman. Eugh wht the crap. I just don't wanna be in the class committe. So hassling. Pfft. and then miss charmain asked me to pick someone to become the class chairman. So i sabo Jeremy. hahaha. Sorry jeremy! But he have the criteria to be one. Nice classmate. haha. Then went to compass point with my friends to eat. &amp;amp; i saw Huda!!!!!!!! hahaha i dont know why im so enthu when i see her. She's so damn cute! hahahaha! Then bought some famous amos cookies. Yumm... so yeah tht's all folks. and yes, i think im growing ever so tall now. Everyone seemed so short. omg, im the tallie. i hate it. urgh. hahaha. It's still an advantage for me(:&lt;br /&gt;Ok luh, take care. Au Revoir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-8482739805597735154?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8482739805597735154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=8482739805597735154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8482739805597735154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8482739805597735154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-night-i-slept-at-3am.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-2643905193123213796</id><published>2010-01-03T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:31:18.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wake up early again..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. What's up? So there's school tomorrow. Like what the buck. That fast. Im still in my holiday mood. Sleep late. Wake up late. I guess i have to stop the habit now. Time to study and try my best to go E5 next year. hahaha. Which means i must slack. Okay joking. I still hate E4. I wanna go E5. So this must be the first time you see someone so sad when they got promoted to a better class. Well you dont know why. But i guess it's not that bad. Im finally out from the sick class. Which was so gerek. Ok since school strts tmrw, im given curfew. This includes using the laptop. Pfft. So me time is up, goodnight for now!  Take Care.&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-2643905193123213796?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2643905193123213796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=2643905193123213796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2643905193123213796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2643905193123213796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-4903677801651649452</id><published>2009-12-31T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:48:07.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make me sleep'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzuPuA-OIfI/AAAAAAAAAQE/lvRioNw7Tdw/s1600-h/tumblr_kr45kiRXsS1qzwdtho1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421084597168251378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzuPuA-OIfI/AAAAAAAAAQE/lvRioNw7Tdw/s320/tumblr_kr45kiRXsS1qzwdtho1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TIMECHECK: 1.37AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who's up? Im hecka bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyone, just anyone, TALK TO ME! You hve no idea how bored i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Taylor swift song is still in my head. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'll try to sleep. BYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Au Revoir.&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/4926027655212965060-4903677801651649452?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4903677801651649452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=4903677801651649452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4903677801651649452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4903677801651649452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2009/12/timecheck-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzuPuA-OIfI/AAAAAAAAAQE/lvRioNw7Tdw/s72-c/tumblr_kr45kiRXsS1qzwdtho1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-7975075205984856132</id><published>2009-12-29T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:30:40.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby-justin bieber'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHs8SCat8z8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHs8SCat8z8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why must he be so cute? It's impossible to ignore him. hahaha. He's my baby. LOL okay lame. He's like the cutest cutest cutest guy on earth. I can't stop looking at him. Gorgeous brown eyes and a very attractive smile. Also a veryyyyyyyy cool hairstyle. I cant take my eyes off him. LOL k enough. I starting to sound so obbsessed. haha NOT.&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-7975075205984856132?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7975075205984856132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=7975075205984856132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7975075205984856132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7975075205984856132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-must-he-be-so-cute-its-impossible.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-4914534503941008395</id><published>2009-12-29T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:05:23.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzoaG6n_xRI/AAAAAAAAAP8/UsNPzLth_U4/s1600-h/tumblr_ku1a5xZoLs1qzcu98o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420673807612364050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzoaG6n_xRI/AAAAAAAAAP8/UsNPzLth_U4/s320/tumblr_ku1a5xZoLs1qzcu98o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One day, perhaps, you will come back to me, and tell me how cold it is without me.&lt;br /&gt;The past is always with us, waiting to mess the present. Good luck guy. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/4926027655212965060-4914534503941008395?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/4914534503941008395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=4914534503941008395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4914534503941008395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/4914534503941008395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-day-perhaps-you-will-come-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzoaG6n_xRI/AAAAAAAAAP8/UsNPzLth_U4/s72-c/tumblr_ku1a5xZoLs1qzcu98o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-3316864774166532066</id><published>2009-12-28T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T12:29:12.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='she can hav you'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It’s sad when people you know become people you knew, when you can walk right past someone like they were never a big part of your life, how you used to be able to talk for hours and how now you can barely even look at them…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i've decided not to post about KL trip cause i almost typed everything out when there was an error on IE and it closed the blogger. Damn. I won't type everything out again. Nevertheless, it was great. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-3316864774166532066?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/3316864774166532066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=3316864774166532066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3316864774166532066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/3316864774166532066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-sad-when-people-you-know-become.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-1910491657501824126</id><published>2009-12-27T23:52:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:03:12.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures in KL'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeEgArtQOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/cwmPJmsfxWs/s1600-h/DSC08503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419946362037682402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeEgArtQOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/cwmPJmsfxWs/s320/DSC08503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeEVRY0RFI/AAAAAAAAAPs/mZ0T9r1Sp1M/s1600-h/DSC08543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419946177543291986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeEVRY0RFI/AAAAAAAAAPs/mZ0T9r1Sp1M/s320/DSC08543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeEPSMqD9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/lNpC88GG3kg/s1600-h/DSC08570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419946074681511890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeEPSMqD9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/lNpC88GG3kg/s320/DSC08570.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeEGIQhVwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/c5hw596SlN0/s1600-h/DSC08505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419945917394540290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeEGIQhVwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/c5hw596SlN0/s320/DSC08505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeD_g-e7uI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Y00GsZqzWi0/s1600-h/DSC08551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419945803770687202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeD_g-e7uI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Y00GsZqzWi0/s320/DSC08551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeD6CSVNTI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8WuI1XlQZh8/s1600-h/DSC08554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419944829054840066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeDGx4HbQI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ya6bAa2ixvM/s320/DSC08537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeC86zjKyI/AAAAAAAAAN8/cLv63f8j1SI/s1600-h/DSC08322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419944659652913954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeC86zjKyI/AAAAAAAAAN8/cLv63f8j1SI/s320/DSC08322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeC3bx4CPI/AAAAAAAAAN0/GJ_Tf4iLxN8/s1600-h/DSC08427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419944565425047794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeC3bx4CPI/AAAAAAAAAN0/GJ_Tf4iLxN8/s320/DSC08427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. Im back to singapore. Safely. Thank god for protecting us.&lt;br /&gt;Im v.tired naw. Will update about KL the next day. So here's some pictures. Ive got loads of them actually, but i uploaded em all on my Facebook. Coz i wont wanna be so stupid to upload one picture followed by another on blogger. Dont wanna waste my time. haha. OK, time to sleep. I need loads of rest. Cya tmrw. Take care lovelove.&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4926027655212965060-1910491657501824126?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1910491657501824126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=1910491657501824126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1910491657501824126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1910491657501824126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzeEgArtQOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/cwmPJmsfxWs/s72-c/DSC08503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-8306342588458053344</id><published>2009-12-24T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T14:05:12.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you can do better than this..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzMCH30m9rI/AAAAAAAAANs/8FRMMyrnw0o/s1600-h/tumblr_kuxoojs5Qb1qa4rlro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418677110923785906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzMCH30m9rI/AAAAAAAAANs/8FRMMyrnw0o/s320/tumblr_kuxoojs5Qb1qa4rlro1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes, i wonder why we're like this. It's like words can't describe what im feeling right now. I wanna express these feelings, but how to? and who to? To the person i really miss? To the person i used to know so well? To the person who blushes when he sees me? To the person who's so secretive? To the person whom i saw everyday last time?&lt;br /&gt;God... I miss you soooooooo much. These thoughts make me wonder why im still not over you when we're not keeping in touch who like a year or less. He managed to do one thing i couldnt; move on. Everything was going right last time, but now, why?&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna tell you i miss your beautiful smile and the way your eyes crinkle when you're really happy. Maybe one day you'll read this and wonder, if this is for you. Yes, this is for you.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, i'll be going to KL for 3 days 2 night. Miss me..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Please dont call me or text me. So take care.&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-8306342588458053344?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/8306342588458053344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=8306342588458053344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8306342588458053344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/8306342588458053344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2009/12/sometimes-i-wonder-why-were-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SzMCH30m9rI/AAAAAAAAANs/8FRMMyrnw0o/s72-c/tumblr_kuxoojs5Qb1qa4rlro1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-1257758553219194466</id><published>2009-12-23T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:03:56.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANGRY'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so ive decided to update. You have no bloody idea how angry i am. You have no idea what you have did, and christfck it's pissed. I wanna complain everything here since i don't like to blabber these stuffs to my friends, even thou im doing that very often lately. OK? Ready? OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I am angry that stupid people who are together for like ONE day and plaster my facebook news feed with conversations like I LOVE YOU I’M GONNA BE THERE FOR YOU FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE. GOD. STOP IT!I LOVE YOU EVEN THOU THEY'VE BEEN TOGETHER FOR ONE WHOLE DAY. I dont believe in these craps. It's like, are you sure you'll be with her for the rest of your life? If yes, you're plain stupid. No offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I am angry that I have a useless banner of 4metres x 1metre to complete and decorate! BY 4 JANUARY. 4 METRES?! IT COSTS 40 BUCKS. IF WE DONT WIN FOR THE CONTEST, IM GONNA BURN THE WHOLE BANNER. BLURGH WHATEVER TEACHERS. and GODDAMN I HAVE A HOLIDAY AND A LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I am angry at how I’m complaining so much right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I am angry that my brother won't stop bugging me bout lame stuffs. CAN HE BECOME MORE MATURE? LIKE SERIOUSLY BRO. You have no idea how much difference the time is. Like are you crazy? or just born to nag like a girl or something? grow up dude. I hate 'debating' with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I am angry that people make me feel like shit for still being hung up on it just because he is right. But i didnt say he was right. and i didnt say i was wrong. LIKE WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? Of course I feel horrible for you, but that doesn’t mean what I’m feeling isn’t real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I am angry that someone can be so obviously rude and not even care. Like those mopey people out there who are always sticking their nose on other people's business. Cmon, i know you've got better things to do than snooping me and finding fault with me right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I am angry that I haven’t been relaxing like I should be which is obviously why I’m so angry to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I am angry that I tried to convince myself that I should listen to stupid advices from absolutely strange people. I KNEW that it would just bring me to this little hell I have created for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I am angry that I am always a rock for everyone and that maybe for once I can’t handle everyone else’s issues because I have too many of my own now. Just because I put a smile on my face everyday doesn’t mean that my life is easy. I just try to make everyday better instead of using it as an excuse to walk around like a grump all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I am angry that people don’t take me seriously sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I am angry that I feel so powerless all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•I am angry. And I need to change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will come back tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-1257758553219194466?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1257758553219194466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=1257758553219194466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1257758553219194466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1257758553219194466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2009/12/okay-so-ive-decided-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-7764884825608501535</id><published>2009-12-21T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T23:47:09.623+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i need proper holiday guys.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feuds. Dudes. Attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;I was bored, so, i end up reading my previous posts. laugh out loud. I think im funny. VERY. It's like im typing and writing about everything that happened to me like nobody's business. hahaha. They remind me of those old stories. Like, those interesting days like sports day, national day parade and hmm let's see. Those attitudes. hahaha. Totally funny. I showed off my temper here. Cool thang. Those days when i seriously hate my irritating brother, when i really love earth so much, when i was pissed off with this jerk. I was like, " did i really typed those epic shit?". Despite being a dork myself, i really was entertained. Seriously. Im so cute last time. HAHA ok cut the crap.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, 4 more days and im going to KL for a proper holiday with with siblings and Kak yana's family. I know it's kinda late for an overseas trip, but does that bother you? No? no. Okay. When im there, the first thing i'll buy is a headphone or earpiece cause mine suck big time. This half dead headphone is not working. There's no sound coming out from the right side. I was damn irritated and had to use my pink headphone. Which isnt loud enough for me. Im sorry but i only hear loud musics. I dont go for so low volume. Like who does anyway? Well im still sticking to my plan on buying a new set of headphone cuz i cant live without music.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; hell yeah, not looking forward for school. Really. Im pissed off cause im still not done with my school work. YES. not done. Havent even started yet. Ok stop it. I dont wanna start whining again. People, dont ask me if im done with the stupid idiotic banner. Dont throw responsibilites to me dufus. I want to have a peaceful holiday. Go away.&lt;br /&gt;haha so yeah, that's all folks. Shan't update but i'll give my last kiss goodbye to this blog before i leave for my PROPER HOLIDAY. haha. Ok auby(my blog name. hahaha), take care. love you love you love you love you. Au Revoir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-7764884825608501535?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/7764884825608501535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=7764884825608501535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7764884825608501535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/7764884825608501535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2009/12/feuds.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-1995961332847404259</id><published>2009-12-20T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T13:42:41.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s not too late to change.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;" If i die before my time, when im not fast enough to catch my breath, give my apologies to him upstairs, let him know i tried my best.  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4926027655212965060-1995961332847404259?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/1995961332847404259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=1995961332847404259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1995961332847404259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/1995961332847404259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-i-die-before-my-time-when-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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-4926027655212965060.post-2102899634566395346</id><published>2009-12-19T20:08:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T20:26:17.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dad&apos;s big day.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDnNQxO1I/AAAAAAAAANc/yGoCuCSKMUQ/s1600-h/DSC08248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416919530162174802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDnNQxO1I/AAAAAAAAANc/yGoCuCSKMUQ/s320/DSC08248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDgx7k8XI/AAAAAAAAANU/4uZ8joIuoUQ/s1600-h/DSC08246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416919419746316658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDgx7k8XI/AAAAAAAAANU/4uZ8joIuoUQ/s320/DSC08246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDbfKuOpI/AAAAAAAAANM/4t4_V6pLtHA/s1600-h/DSC08243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416919328810220178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDbfKuOpI/AAAAAAAAANM/4t4_V6pLtHA/s320/DSC08243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDW7tc3YI/AAAAAAAAANE/j5dvlCFT-GM/s1600-h/DSC08237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416919250572729730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDW7tc3YI/AAAAAAAAANE/j5dvlCFT-GM/s320/DSC08237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDTLsnUUI/AAAAAAAAAM8/qqLzHJjyNOQ/s1600-h/DSC08232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416919186144710978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDTLsnUUI/AAAAAAAAAM8/qqLzHJjyNOQ/s320/DSC08232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDMyvc2DI/AAAAAAAAAM0/sBSYAGOWbII/s1600-h/DSC08230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416919076366506034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDMyvc2DI/AAAAAAAAAM0/sBSYAGOWbII/s320/DSC08230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDI26oVPI/AAAAAAAAAMs/LZ7PO7ynBPU/s1600-h/DSC08229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416919008767661298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDI26oVPI/AAAAAAAAAMs/LZ7PO7ynBPU/s320/DSC08229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDDBT16nI/AAAAAAAAAMk/1Lbz6Rmttfs/s1600-h/DSC08218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416918908478548594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDDBT16nI/AAAAAAAAAMk/1Lbz6Rmttfs/s320/DSC08218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzC_6xvvLI/AAAAAAAAAMc/qCoKTgAnm7s/s1600-h/DSC08214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416918855185317042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzC_6xvvLI/AAAAAAAAAMc/qCoKTgAnm7s/s320/DSC08214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzC7nBbvTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xhuIvVZs41E/s1600-h/DSC08213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416918781162929458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzC7nBbvTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xhuIvVZs41E/s320/DSC08213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzC268HmHI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Ww_y5-hSsko/s1600-h/DSC08212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416918700610001010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzC268HmHI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Ww_y5-hSsko/s320/DSC08212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzCxzAeK-I/AAAAAAAAAME/Xx1zSL1Onp0/s1600-h/DSC08202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416918612581428194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzCxzAeK-I/AAAAAAAAAME/Xx1zSL1Onp0/s320/DSC08202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzCs2hVZ_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/tZ6tzT9S8ZU/s1600-h/DSC08195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416918527625226226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzCs2hVZ_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/tZ6tzT9S8ZU/s320/DSC08195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzChkXV8AI/AAAAAAAAALs/T9a0xr02JLw/s1600-h/DSC08193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416918333772918786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzChkXV8AI/AAAAAAAAALs/T9a0xr02JLw/s320/DSC08193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. Happy Birthday to my dad!&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, me and sis bought him a polo tee or what they call that? Erm i dont know. There's the shirt, up there. and he really like it. Yay-ness. haha. Ok, we went to Buangkok and ate @ Sakura Thai Cuisine. Brother treated us all. How kind. haha. The food was splendid! I miss my Tomyam Noodle Claypot. Yummy. Very spicy. Love it. After tht, we planned to go karaoke, but change plans. We want to bowl at Kovan. Mum won the game. Unbelieveable! But true. haha. Then we bought Ghost dvds. Went home and we'll watch those ghost movies later. Sorry for the short post, cause im running out of time. Nevertheless, i had truckloads of fun!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, take care people.&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4926027655212965060-2102899634566395346?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/2102899634566395346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=2102899634566395346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2102899634566395346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/2102899634566395346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/SyzDnNQxO1I/AAAAAAAAANc/yGoCuCSKMUQ/s72-c/DSC08248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926027655212965060.post-664169215587166040</id><published>2009-12-17T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T14:04:05.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yeah.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drop the drama'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SynJdOGqriI/AAAAAAAAALk/NaxNxNioFBY/s1600-h/AMAZING.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416081530729180706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aemQhCsWg6I/SynJdOGqriI/AAAAAAAAALk/NaxNxNioFBY/s320/AMAZING.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey, sorry but im in my lazy mood right now. Gonna go out with mum later. Shopping again. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;haha take careeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir&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/4926027655212965060-664169215587166040?l=hazelynuts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/feeds/664169215587166040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4926027655212965060&amp;postID=664169215587166040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/664169215587166040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4926027655212965060/posts/default/664169215587166040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelynuts.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-sorry-but-im-in-my-lazy-mood-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Naaaaad~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11102248263260914146</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/_aemQhCsWg6I/SynJdOGqriI/AAAAAAAAALk/NaxNxNioFBY/s72-c/AMAZING.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
