<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36658641</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:43:30.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miraachaan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36658641.post-116749495209452229</id><published>2006-12-31T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T00:09:12.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am quitting this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i've started a new one.&lt;br /&gt;since i like snapping pictures, why not i share them!&lt;br /&gt;so, i made a photoblog! haah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there'll be only images, images, images..&lt;br /&gt;no more words, words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/400/175489/snap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.-polaroids.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.-polaroids.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116749495209452229?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116749495209452229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116749495209452229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116749495209452229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116749495209452229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-quitting-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116738503848350566</id><published>2006-12-29T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T17:37:18.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i was young</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i want to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;not care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are times when you don't have to care about anything : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/772325/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/200/17456/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/872804/Hello%21%20i%20am%20hyder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/200/275253/Hello%21%20i%20am%20hyder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/534727/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/200/111442/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/778884/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/200/550741/Image065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;these are times when you wish time could pause just for you.&lt;br /&gt;and these are times when you felt so young still.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you know, friend...&lt;br /&gt;he sees me as a straycat who needs to be taken care of cause back then, i've never understood anything. not even the true meaning of &lt;strong&gt;friendship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i choose not to hold friends too close to me.&lt;br /&gt;and up till now, i don't  know the reason why. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i can't click with any of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but he has friends, loads of them. his friends look out for each other everytime and care so much for one another, cause they believe they are family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i have a mom, a dad, a brother. we are family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but a family-friend is different,&lt;br /&gt;we share our deepest secret with them.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we don't pretend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i share secrets with nobody and my life is full of pretence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so stay with me,&lt;br /&gt;cause you are whom i seek happiness with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i dont read blogs anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i want to stop blogging. ee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116738503848350566?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116738503848350566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116738503848350566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116738503848350566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116738503848350566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-i-was-young.html' title='when i was young'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116646036124672008</id><published>2006-12-19T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T01:57:41.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart got pain</title><content type='html'>BAKA larrggh. we came from far, were caught in the rain, reached and ordered but they gave us nothing but 'SORRY NO KERANG'. aiyo, next time MUST GO lau pa sat and no where else okay. EAT THERE HEART NO PAIN! in the end, we decided on tom yam soup and cheese loti plata, hyder had rice. there you go...make my heart pain. LUCKY not pricey, or i'll start a massacre. goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TREAT ME LIKE THE REST OF THE PEOPLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116646036124672008?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116646036124672008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116646036124672008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116646036124672008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116646036124672008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/12/heart-got-pain.html' title='heart got pain'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116637793776160644</id><published>2006-12-18T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T01:52:17.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>craaap</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;family dinner at saujana :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/749239/IMG_0603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/320/499758/IMG_0603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/681268/IMG_0617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/320/395516/IMG_0617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/793965/IMG_0605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/320/781270/IMG_0605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we are family!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it has come to the point where i don't care anymore. i have life to live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116637793776160644?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116637793776160644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116637793776160644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116637793776160644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116637793776160644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/12/craaap.html' title='craaap'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116568593850378009</id><published>2006-12-10T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T02:26:05.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;the other day, the cousins and i went for a bowl at Orchid Country Club.&lt;br /&gt;2 strikes and a few spades for 3 games. i had 100 for the last game. not that bad okay!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that the two have gone home, i miss the card games after midnight and the cousin-to-cousin conversations with candles and cookies. hmm..the house is darn quiet without danial. no more gay shriekings from him. he gets on my nerves most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love them, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now loving lifehouse. they are goood and most of their songs give me the blue-bar-by-the-sea kinda feeling. you know...soft strummings. very very relaxing! =) good for the mind. and i miss going to the blue bar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays, it's hard to find me at home in the day. cause i am a very busy person. busy occupying myself with buckets of fun with the people around me, and most of all, with the people i trully care for. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, life's goood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miraii you are! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my world..people travel with balllooons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miraii you are! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[hyde+miraiiii_] _mira the cockles monster!. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i will disturb by blowing anyhow into ur world, then everyone fly duno where, get lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miraii you are! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my world..disasters never happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miraii you are! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if u blow anyohow...u will paint a gigantic rainbow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[hyde+miraiiii_] _mira the cockles monster!. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wana grow cigarette trees in ur world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miraii you are! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my people dont smoke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miraii you are! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we have something like cigarrettes..oni dat..it dosent produce smoke but colorful bubbles when u exhale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miraii you are! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my world is very beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miraii you are! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[hyde+miraiiii_] _mira the cockles monster!. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i happen to realise that &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to my world, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, i forgot to upload a picture of the jooicy jags the other time. so, here it is : &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/118850/The%20jooicy%20Jaguars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/320/226352/The%20jooicy%20Jaguars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;don't give up on me yet&lt;br /&gt;don't forget who i am&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not there yet&lt;br /&gt;but don't let me stay here alone; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/118850/The%20jooicy%20Jaguars.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116568593850378009?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116568593850378009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116568593850378009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116568593850378009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116568593850378009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-love-you-more.html' title='i love you more!'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116551788526878194</id><published>2006-12-08T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T02:58:05.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do all good things come to an end.</title><content type='html'>i had a great day, with my girlfriend. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/921878/07122006%20-%20Wo%20ai%20Cockles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/400/253085/07122006%20-%20Wo%20ai%20Cockles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;oh, we went to &lt;strong&gt;lau pa sat&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;we ordered cockles. i love cockles but my girlfriend find them gross. she eats 'em though, but in a ridiculous manner. she needs a pair of toothpicks to open the shells up, she didnt want to dirty her hands. while i was devouring the food, she was struggling with the cockles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr,&lt;br /&gt;i ended up eating half of the dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day was lovely,&lt;br /&gt;but all good things come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, we walked from esplanade to lau pa sat.&lt;br /&gt;we see tall tall buildings, skyscrapers,&lt;br /&gt;lighted trees,&lt;br /&gt;pretty ornaments,&lt;br /&gt;water dancing,&lt;br /&gt;blinded people were pacing, rushing against time,&lt;br /&gt;against our way,&lt;br /&gt;to catch the train, the bus, the taxi home.&lt;br /&gt;while&lt;br /&gt;we were practically strolling, taking our time..&lt;br /&gt;laughing,&lt;br /&gt;fooling,&lt;br /&gt;sharing our dreams,&lt;br /&gt;wanting &lt;strong&gt;this &lt;/strong&gt;to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to grow up,&lt;br /&gt;and be the people i saw just now.&lt;br /&gt;i want everything to remain as they are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nevertheless as technology advances.......yack yack.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116551788526878194?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116551788526878194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116551788526878194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116551788526878194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116551788526878194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/12/why-do-all-good-things-come-to-end.html' title='why do all good things come to an end.'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116525484034863405</id><published>2006-12-05T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T02:06:06.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pink sky, balloons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was gazing at the sky, smiling to myself,&lt;br /&gt;when hyder told me there's a gadget which allows me to create my own world.&lt;br /&gt;and so i told him,&lt;br /&gt;the sky in my world would be pink not blue.&lt;br /&gt;the grass will remain green.&lt;br /&gt;instead of the clouds, there would be colorful balloons floating in the air.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, &lt;strong&gt;how lovely.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i told him,&lt;br /&gt;i choose to become a bird.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be as colorful as a parrot.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't wanne be a cat,&lt;br /&gt;cause cats do nothing but &lt;strong&gt;act cute.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, my hyder choose to be a cat.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/906702/P1050630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/200/235137/P1050630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;oh, this is me. doing what i have to do. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116525484034863405?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116525484034863405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116525484034863405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116525484034863405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116525484034863405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/12/pink-sky-balloons.html' title='pink sky, balloons.'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116525370743497088</id><published>2006-12-05T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T01:39:19.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eye candy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;01122006 - TCC(after breifing) ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/107261/peachy%20milky%20yummy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/320/336641/peachy%20milky%20yummy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;02122006 - jrock matsuri preview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/448758/Jrock%20Matsuri%20-%20Now%20Playing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/320/197697/Jrock%20Matsuri%20-%20Now%20Playing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/943073/xD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/320/633424/xD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;03122006 - Ikea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/540906/Reflect%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/320/549805/Reflect%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;04122006 - Subcom Meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/320/833300/04122006%20-%204%20Subcoms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/853411/04122006%20-%20Pretty%20Colors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/320/576527/04122006%20-%20Pretty%20Colors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/892864/04122006%20-%20Much%20Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/320/604851/04122006%20-%20Much%20Love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116525370743497088?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116525370743497088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116525370743497088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116525370743497088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116525370743497088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/12/eye-candy.html' title='eye candy!'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116499556865887537</id><published>2006-12-02T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T01:52:49.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are juicy! we are the boomb!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/850502/jooicy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/320/222596/jooicy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/938511/slurrp%20slurrp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/320/383603/slurrp%20slurrp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we are jooicy! we are the &lt;strong&gt;bomb&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;much &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;looove.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116499556865887537?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116499556865887537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116499556865887537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116499556865887537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116499556865887537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/12/we-are-juicy-we-are-boomb.html' title='we are juicy! we are the boomb!'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116490521456228326</id><published>2006-12-01T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T01:16:47.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>juicy jags II</title><content type='html'>thank god i have a banana friend who makes my life easier by writing a detailed and juicy post on the camp. haha. click &lt;a href="http://japaneselumberyardhell.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i took this from his blog :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mira,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food vacuum. lol. fuckin cute can?. guys out there whose interested with her, dun ever bring her to buffets like seoul garden. waste money. lol. oh yea, u sure can dance real well and ur drawing skills kills lol.. real sweet. go art school! yay.try eating with bigger scoops when using spoons. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and another :&lt;br /&gt;and then PRESS PLAY! Disco! it was a serious nutter.. mira and sexy ass were party animals. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i love to groove luhh, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/1600/689445/Banana%20LOVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3069/515/320/108573/Banana%20LOVE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;3333&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116490521456228326?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116490521456228326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116490521456228326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116490521456228326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116490521456228326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/12/juicy-jags-ii.html' title='juicy jags II'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116473346576643236</id><published>2006-11-28T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T01:16:41.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>juicy jags.</title><content type='html'>i wasn't looking forward to campteen at first. but i am starting to miss it now.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the juicy people! hoohaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am glad for being a part of the juicy jags.&lt;br /&gt;cause' we know, you know..&lt;br /&gt;we are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we simply can't get enough of BANANAS.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we are famous for our fruit song luhh. :)&lt;br /&gt;lets save the rest till i grab hold of the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after dismissal, i met hyder at CP for lunch. thanks to the juicy people, i have loads of lame jokes to share and irritate the boyfriend. woohoo. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home, had a nap for a few minutes before heading to SP with hyder. TPL was performing for some talent time thingy. i had my eyes half close waiting for it to begin. i knew i was beat but i don't want to miss this. they performed, and for some reason, i was practically smiling to myself though it wasn't a good one from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay image, you're away for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;and came back seeing him on stage, strumming the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;like best riiite? &gt;.&lt; harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, try harder next time. it's all over for you.&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry. don't hold for too long or i'll EAT YOU UP.&lt;br /&gt;i won't let you have what's mine.&lt;br /&gt;naneenaneepoopoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mwahahaha. T_T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116473346576643236?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116473346576643236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116473346576643236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116473346576643236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116473346576643236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/11/juicy-jags.html' title='juicy jags.'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116426433072243005</id><published>2006-11-23T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T14:45:30.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now it's official.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;twentytwoeleven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you,&lt;br /&gt;i am not deceiving myself.&lt;br /&gt;i have no second thoughts about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hush.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're mine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;i am afraid of making promises.&lt;br /&gt;cause' i don't trust my words anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116426433072243005?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116426433072243005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116426433072243005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116426433072243005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116426433072243005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/11/now-its-official.html' title='now it&apos;s official.'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116412418937900262</id><published>2006-11-21T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T01:48:49.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>killing me softly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/Hyder%20-%20Guitar.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/320/Hyder%20-%20Guitar.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drawing a guitar is tough for me.&lt;br /&gt;you can actually tell how thin or fat a person is when you draw them.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; this boy i drew is ultra thin. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was finding for a picture of a boy strumming a guitar but i gave up on it. and drew this instead. i want it to go along with 'killing me softly' which tells a meaningful story. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strumming my pain with his fingers&lt;br /&gt;singing my life with his words&lt;br /&gt;killing me softly with his song&lt;br /&gt;killing me softly with his song&lt;br /&gt;telling my whole life with his words&lt;br /&gt;killing me softly with his song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard he sang a good song&lt;br /&gt;i heard he had a style&lt;br /&gt;and so i came to see him&lt;br /&gt;to listen for a while&lt;br /&gt;and there he was this young boy&lt;br /&gt;a stranger to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt all flushed with fever&lt;br /&gt;embarrassed by the crowd&lt;br /&gt;i felt he found my letters&lt;br /&gt;and read each one out loud&lt;br /&gt;i prayed that he would finish&lt;br /&gt;but he just kept right on&lt;br /&gt;and on and on and on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strumming my pain with his fingers&lt;br /&gt;singing my life with his words&lt;br /&gt;killing me softly with his song&lt;br /&gt;killing me....&lt;br /&gt;telling my whole life with his words&lt;br /&gt;killing me softly with his song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sang as if he knew me&lt;br /&gt;in all my dark despair&lt;br /&gt;and then he looked right through me&lt;br /&gt;as if i wasn't there&lt;br /&gt;but he just came to singing&lt;br /&gt;singing clear and strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're killing me softly&lt;br /&gt;with his song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend and i were talking about Wii Nintendo and i must say that it is one of a kind. he's driving me into buying it but it's not the time yet ah friend. i am still eyeing for a psp. it's like better late than never man. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116412418937900262?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116412418937900262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116412418937900262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116412418937900262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116412418937900262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/11/killing-me-softly.html' title='killing me softly'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116396061832775135</id><published>2006-11-20T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T02:23:38.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>official?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18/11/2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/18112006%20-%20Fronting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/320/18112006%20-%20Fronting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/18112006%20-%20Friends%20are%20Forever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/320/18112006%20-%20Friends%20are%20Forever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/18112006%20-%20Very%20colourful%20eh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/320/18112006%20-%20Very%20colourful%20eh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/18112006%20-%20Hana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/320/18112006%20-%20Hana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/18112006%20-%20Hana.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/18112006%20-%20Hana.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/PS3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/320/PS3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;wakao.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116396061832775135?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116396061832775135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116396061832775135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116396061832775135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116396061832775135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/11/official.html' title='official?'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116387190348687613</id><published>2006-11-19T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T01:45:03.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vivo</title><content type='html'>okay, i shall wait for the right moment.&lt;br /&gt;where there will be no cats around to interrupt.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend, don't think too highly,&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, you will only hurt yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you are just like everybody.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt; OMMA! happy birthday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aza aza FIGHTING! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116387190348687613?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116387190348687613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116387190348687613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116387190348687613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116387190348687613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/11/vivo.html' title='vivo'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116378577273270351</id><published>2006-11-18T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T01:49:32.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why</title><content type='html'>empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head.&lt;br /&gt;my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;campteen or skanatics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116378577273270351?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116378577273270351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116378577273270351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116378577273270351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116378577273270351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/11/why.html' title='why'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116351722408047195</id><published>2006-11-14T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:13:44.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onclick="MyWindow=window.open('http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/Kodok/4thNov.jpg','MyWindow','toolbar=no,location=no,directories=no,status=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=yes,resizable=no,width=300,height=500'); return false;" href="#" target="_top"&gt;4th November } Raya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pictures might be too small to see but heck lah. &lt;p&gt;these people are official camwhores. even my schoolmates can't beat em'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no joke. &lt;/strong&gt;xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116351722408047195?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116351722408047195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116351722408047195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116351722408047195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116351722408047195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/11/xd.html' title='xD'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116335816487249341</id><published>2006-11-13T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T03:02:44.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i drank too much last night</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/my%20little%20snare%20drummer.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/320/my%20little%20snare%20drummer.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i just felt that i need to be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want to thank you&lt;/strong&gt; for giving me a hug in the middle of the platform, just to make me feel a little better. i am sorry for keeping everything from you but i, for one, don't know the reason why i cried. prolly, everything went too fast for me and i struggled to catch up in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ : i had to part with my mates, seeing everyone around me laughing away with friends and family, left my blazer in the studio, my phone died on me (batt was empty), i had to make 4 calls in order to get to you (i owe an'am one for saving me), seeing her..., seeing you in a dress, time refuse to stop for me. i was demoralised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough.&lt;br /&gt;it's over already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there'll be hell today but if i can see you and have myself wrapped in your arms, i know it won't be that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can't blame anybody for this but myself, innit?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116335816487249341?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116335816487249341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116335816487249341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116335816487249341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116335816487249341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-drank-too-much-last-night.html' title='i drank too much last night'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116318075015216387</id><published>2006-11-11T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T01:45:50.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nco camp 2006</title><content type='html'>i will miss each and everyone of them terribly.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to come back home.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to see faces i see everyday.&lt;br /&gt;despite the sun &amp; the bodyaches, i enjoyed my time there tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made new friends, and reunite with the old ones. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/Iqah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/200/Iqah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/Amin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/200/Amin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/Hilmi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/200/Hilmi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/Percussionists.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/200/Percussionists.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/Percussionists%20%28%20NO%20JASMINE%21%3D%28%20%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/200/Percussionists%20%28%20NO%20JASMINE%21%3D%28%20%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/Yan%20%26%20Anam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/200/Yan%20%26%20Anam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/Old%20Friends%20New%20Friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/200/Old%20Friends%20New%20Friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/Firah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/200/Firah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(there are more!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i will miss you too, my beloved kindergaten friend! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was sad.&lt;br /&gt;no one was there for me.&lt;br /&gt;no one was there to say 'mira, i am so proud of you.'&lt;br /&gt;there were amin &amp;amp; hilmi, yes..&lt;br /&gt;but where's the people back at home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, do i have one?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116318075015216387?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116318075015216387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116318075015216387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116318075015216387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116318075015216387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/11/nco-camp-2006.html' title='nco camp 2006'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116274386556820036</id><published>2006-11-06T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T00:27:28.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give me a chance to see that you are made for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/Image010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/5th%20November.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/200/5th%20November.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wish i could be a better sister, believe me.&lt;br /&gt;don't dissapoint me by being me.&lt;br /&gt;do maa proud for me, and&lt;br /&gt;remain as you are, love.&lt;br /&gt;remember i love you. always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a night with my two boys. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; i hope you like the pendant i got for you, hyder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/Hello%20my%20LOVE%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/200/Hello%20my%20LOVE%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/Star%20Stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/200/Star%20Stars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;wo ai! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;if it makes you happy,&lt;br /&gt;it can't be that baaaaaaad ~! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;happy, i am. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116274386556820036?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116274386556820036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116274386556820036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116274386556820036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116274386556820036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/11/give-me-chance-to-see-that-you-are.html' title='give me a chance to see that you are made for me'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116260569803430197</id><published>2006-11-04T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T10:25:19.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i love you</title><content type='html'>they had the drinks but hyder didn't allow me a sip. i haven't had a drink for an extremely long time &lt;em&gt;laaaaaaaaah.&lt;/em&gt; fuckening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up with a drunk in my arms at 2 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;i told him to take a cab, but he, being his stubborn self, refuse to.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i gave in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i don't like the idea of him piercing his ears but what can i do, he had it done before i could stop him. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwarghh! (so, this is how it feels)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ya lah, what for you have me when you don't listen to me &lt;strong&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know i have a job to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116260569803430197?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116260569803430197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116260569803430197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116260569803430197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116260569803430197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-think-i-love-you.html' title='i think i love you'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116248450435955892</id><published>2006-11-03T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T01:15:26.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you will never be there again</title><content type='html'>who do you have? &amp; who needs you?&lt;br /&gt;'oh nobody, nobody,' i say.&lt;br /&gt;so, i see no point of living.&lt;br /&gt;i am no hero, i am nobody now.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could say &lt;em&gt;arigatou&lt;/em&gt; but i find no one to say it to.&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm not asking for your pity.&lt;br /&gt;don't come to me and say you are sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i could say everything to you but i can't get myself to do it.&lt;br /&gt;we hold hands.&lt;br /&gt;we share hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; inner jokes.&lt;br /&gt;you care.&lt;br /&gt;you told me not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;but you don't know what's bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;show me you have the power to turn my life beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;you are something. and i want you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh human, life's unfair.&lt;br /&gt;you have the luxury, but you can't find love.&lt;br /&gt;you have all the love, but you can't afford.&lt;br /&gt;haah. get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i visited paragon with my cat, manda and ivan. manda had a job interview. and ivan is being ivan. and i had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i kill myself with cokes and chocolates?&lt;br /&gt;can i meet my brother?&lt;br /&gt;can i drink?&lt;br /&gt;can you tell me where's the turning point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to bathe siaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/I%20heart%20pink%20and%20Bou%20is%20LOVE.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/320/I%20heart%20pink%20and%20Bou%20is%20LOVE.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116248450435955892?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116248450435955892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116248450435955892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116248450435955892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116248450435955892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-will-never-be-there-again.html' title='you will never be there again'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116231070323163689</id><published>2006-10-31T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T00:05:03.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you.</title><content type='html'>okay, blogger can be a real pest.&lt;br /&gt;i hate blogger for now. i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(gives blogger my special vulgar combo)&lt;br /&gt;rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T see lah, i lost a darn important conversation between me and aziz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/FO%203010%20-%20i%20took%20picture%20with%20some%20ahpek.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/320/FO%203010%20-%20i%20took%20picture%20with%20some%20ahpek.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i found an ahpek sitting alone at the bus stop the other day. i decided to snap a picture with him. i miss this ahpek of mine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i think my father had too much of my jsongs, jmovies, jmags and jeverything that he snapped at my mother for no perfect reason and asked her why am i turning into a devil. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;why did he blame mama?&lt;br /&gt;puki.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116231070323163689?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116231070323163689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116231070323163689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116231070323163689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116231070323163689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you.'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116227362133800229</id><published>2006-10-31T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T13:47:01.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; then i ask, what are we.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/Loved%20percussion%20xD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/320/Loved%20percussion%20xD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/Loved%20percussion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/320/Loved%20percussion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/1600/Loved%20percussion%20xD.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;forgive me for not attending band practise today, my percussionists. i don't feel good. it's coming back, my common unknown illness which make me weak and vomit for no reason. i will be back tomorrow, i hope. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;talk bad 'bout me for all you want. i don't care. i know i am heartless. so, let me be. you will do the same if you were me. i am sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;last night, i dreamt of you. &amp; then i asked, what are we. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116227362133800229?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116227362133800229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116227362133800229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116227362133800229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116227362133800229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/10/then-i-ask-what-are-we.html' title='&amp; then i ask, what are we.'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116197827893854700</id><published>2006-10-28T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T04:01:34.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can i be bou?</title><content type='html'>i worked on the layout for hours. can die you know. but then, i enjoy web designing. =) do ignore the old tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dreaming of becoming bou or tifa or chi even. i don't know why, but i have a sudden urge to cosplay. i waaaaaant. cat and ivan are cosplaying in december and they are desperate for cash to get gothic outfits for themselves. i was invited to join them but wait till i get an outfit for myself can. i find gothic looking babydoll costumes darn &lt;em&gt;kawaii lah&lt;/em&gt;! i want become a gothic lolita can? T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;please take note that i am not refering to those kids who color their eyes black and label themselves as goth and go so emo and and &lt;strong&gt;urgently&lt;/strong&gt; need to get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, take a look :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/515/200/sn10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, kawaii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't practise my last bit of &lt;em&gt;doraemon.&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow's the day. i think performing &lt;em&gt;doraemon&lt;/em&gt; is a goooooooooood idea especially when your audience are 12 year old kids. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i shall sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116197827893854700?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116197827893854700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116197827893854700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116197827893854700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116197827893854700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/10/can-i-be-bou.html' title='can i be bou?'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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-36658641.post-116189400405560100</id><published>2006-10-27T04:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T04:20:04.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aozora</title><content type='html'>i am tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36658641-116189400405560100?l=miraii-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/feeds/116189400405560100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36658641&amp;postID=116189400405560100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116189400405560100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36658641/posts/default/116189400405560100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miraii-.blogspot.com/2006/10/aozora.html' title='aozora'/><author><name>Mira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15990757605599549986</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></feed>
