<?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-7802619082370029095</id><updated>2011-06-22T04:16:17.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamma Mia</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-8898749280443327635</id><published>2011-06-15T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T02:38:52.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello College!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Made up my mind! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mKfPSeLRvM/Tfh9Q8PXYuI/AAAAAAAAAGg/d-wqdtoONo4/s1600/UNIMAS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="161" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mKfPSeLRvM/Tfh9Q8PXYuI/AAAAAAAAAGg/d-wqdtoONo4/s320/UNIMAS.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oAJY4m188Js/Tfh9RwerSmI/AAAAAAAAAGk/IXaSTvWCSAE/s1600/UNIMAS2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oAJY4m188Js/Tfh9RwerSmI/AAAAAAAAAGk/IXaSTvWCSAE/s320/UNIMAS2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;UNIMAS LIFE STARTS NEXT WEEK WEEEEHOOOOOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, thank you, thank you Allah SWT =')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bestfie Lily is coming over sleeping at my crib over the weekend helping me to pack all my stuff and get ready physically and mentally for my on-campus life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hello UNIMAS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7802619082370029095-8898749280443327635?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/8898749280443327635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/hello-college.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/8898749280443327635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/8898749280443327635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/hello-college.html' title='Hello College!'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mKfPSeLRvM/Tfh9Q8PXYuI/AAAAAAAAAGg/d-wqdtoONo4/s72-c/UNIMAS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-1295787661589716906</id><published>2011-06-15T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T01:28:31.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dose of Atmosphere.</title><content type='html'>LMFAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A TOTALLY AWESOME AT LEAST 5 MINUTES GOOD LAUGH ALONE IN MY ROOM AFTER I PLAYED THIS NAME GENERATOR ON E ONLINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fEXcvwspbFU/Tfhr3A6dIbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ClqqFPEN4Xk/s1600/LOL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="103" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fEXcvwspbFU/Tfhr3A6dIbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ClqqFPEN4Xk/s320/LOL.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Beat my royal name you guys. Hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EVQm296ivzU/Tfhr3U4X6DI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0Iwpb0SoEcs/s1600/LOL2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="83" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EVQm296ivzU/Tfhr3U4X6DI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0Iwpb0SoEcs/s320/LOL2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hi Kim, Khloe, Kourtney, Kendall and Kylie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm your new sissy, KIA. Bhahahahahahahahah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow I love the name Kia Kassanian tho. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Generate your own royal name&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/royals/index.html"&gt;HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Generate your own Kardashian name&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/on/shows/kardashians/index.html"&gt;HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/7802619082370029095-1295787661589716906?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/1295787661589716906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/dose-of-atmosphere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/1295787661589716906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/1295787661589716906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/dose-of-atmosphere.html' title='Dose of Atmosphere.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fEXcvwspbFU/Tfhr3A6dIbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ClqqFPEN4Xk/s72-c/LOL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-251003491145515486</id><published>2011-06-14T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T08:16:47.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cos I Care.</title><content type='html'>Me : Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mummy : Yeah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Aren't we supposed to change the gear back to gear 1 when the car stops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mummy : Yes of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : But why aren't you changing? The car's stopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mummy : ... I was actually about to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802619082370029095-251003491145515486?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/251003491145515486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/cos-i-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/251003491145515486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/251003491145515486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/cos-i-care.html' title='&apos;Cos I Care.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-6800369131576623900</id><published>2011-06-13T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T21:12:17.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Head Held High.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As expected! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lvv0u0G4Bk/Tfbeg38HHNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7eoF6P6uhEY/s1600/OfferLetter2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lvv0u0G4Bk/Tfbeg38HHNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7eoF6P6uhEY/s320/OfferLetter2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alhamdulillah I got the offer finally! =DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They offered me Asasi Sains Fizikal instead of Asasi Sains Hayat. I need to go for Asasi Sains Hayat in order to proceed for medicine course. With Sains Fizikal I'm able to pick up all the engineering courses but not medicine. I don't want to end up doing something I'm not really keen into.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They called this morning and informed us that the registration starts tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NOW WHAT IN THE NAME OF EARTH AM I SUPPOSE TO DO?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gotta have a long talk with ze parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802619082370029095-6800369131576623900?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/6800369131576623900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/head-held-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/6800369131576623900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/6800369131576623900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/head-held-high.html' title='Head Held High.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lvv0u0G4Bk/Tfbeg38HHNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7eoF6P6uhEY/s72-c/OfferLetter2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-2625707256863976352</id><published>2011-06-13T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T10:59:02.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hero.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8bW9GcrXqzs/TfZMIH4Pu2I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HnWzZHXBAB0/s1600/260351_1915997191016_1574571602_1858908_6089778_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8bW9GcrXqzs/TfZMIH4Pu2I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HnWzZHXBAB0/s320/260351_1915997191016_1574571602_1858908_6089778_n.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy looked sooooo cute I couldn't stop smiling when looking at this picture of his =')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hi daddy, if you're reading this blog of your daughter's, I'm practically aware that you're birthday is only 3 days away.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;YES, I'm aware that since last week you will never missed giving me that cheeky smile of yours every time I walked the stairs when I got up from my sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;YES, I'm aware that you always give me hint that you wanted an unforgettable present from us for your 55th birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;YES, I'm aware that you've always always pointed on the calendar just in case we've forgotten your important date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;YES, daddy, we're very well aware of your big day ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But mmmmm, can you like tolerate a bit for this year?&amp;nbsp;Tolerate&amp;nbsp;on my personal gift for you? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Cause your only daughter over here is sort offff, &lt;b&gt;broke.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA joke. I'll try my best to get my only hero the most unforgettable present for his 55th birthday okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love you biggggggggg time daddy! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ps// Daddy, although you're 55 this year, you're still 35 in our eyes ;) Young at heart! Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/7802619082370029095-2625707256863976352?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/2625707256863976352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/hero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/2625707256863976352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/2625707256863976352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/hero.html' title='Hero.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8bW9GcrXqzs/TfZMIH4Pu2I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HnWzZHXBAB0/s72-c/260351_1915997191016_1574571602_1858908_6089778_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-690656158681570407</id><published>2011-06-13T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T08:51:12.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/KlyXNRrsk4A/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KlyXNRrsk4A&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KlyXNRrsk4A&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Uber cute video clip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ironically, Rebecca Black is in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802619082370029095-690656158681570407?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/690656158681570407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/tgif.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/690656158681570407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/690656158681570407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/tgif.html' title='TGIF!'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-1768429041173180643</id><published>2011-06-13T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T05:55:01.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graphic Silhouette.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Evening charlie people =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Got a phone call from UNIMAS staff regarding my appeal for Asasi Sains Hayat programme. The lady talked to mummy and she said that the results for the appeal will be out tomorrow at 12 noon sharp. InsyAllah I'll be getting it, but however daddy had asked me to reconsider the offer since he sort of wanted me to go to Swinburne for my foundation studies. But however mummy's more to UNIMAS for my foundation studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I mean like come on, make up your minds already. Where do you want me to go exactly? -___-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm still taking medicine for sure, and thankfully Swinburne provides Foundation in Science and Engineering. Just in case that I cannot handle the pressure of studying all the Biology and Chemistry things, then only I'll go for civil engineering. I need to have a back up plan. Ain't really sure about what civil engineering is all about but that's the only thing that&lt;i&gt; I think&lt;/i&gt; I'm keen into besides medicine. Frankly I didn't know what is my next passion for my future career. Whenever people asked me what's my second option besides being a pediatrician since I have 101 interests in nursing the kiddos, my mind would go&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The heck.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay, what am I suppose to answer?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can i go back home and think about it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to be somebody, somebody that I myself not even sure of. As long as I ain't lifeless without nothing to do for the rest of my life then I guess it's fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to be rockstar. You know, like, Kelly Osbourne and all that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T_____________T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See. Hahahahaa. I realised that if I'm going for engineering there'll be a lot of countings. Not a big fan of all that counting stuff, I rather read. But if I don't have any other choice then I'll just go with the flow =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wish me luck anyhooes ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since I'm going to start college soon, again mummy had asked me to sort all the clothes in my closet for charity. Amazingly I did sort out all of the stuff without even complaining, I'm even happy to do it hahahaha. While I was sorting all the old clothes and unused ones, I came across this shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PnEAhB3T3Rk/TfYDHU1BNmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5UuAPur4Kao/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PnEAhB3T3Rk/TfYDHU1BNmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5UuAPur4Kao/s320/002.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was David Archie's Fanclub shirt, Malaysian version! Bahahaahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I swear I didn't even notice that I still have this shirt as all the clothes were piled up and damn messy. Bought this shirt from Stephanie Ann 2 years back when I was in form four and she was my tablemate together with Kiki, Angela, Farhana, Miftakhul and Zalikha. Angela, Kiki and I myself bought this shirt as we were all insane about Archie back then. And I still remembered Steph expressed to us how she freaking regretted her decision of not going to Archie's concert in KL together with her mom and little sister for&lt;i&gt; I have no idea&lt;/i&gt; what reason did she had on her mind. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I felt like holding on and keeping all my daily clothes but then mummy told me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know it's hard to let go of all your clothes, especially the ones that you had wore since you're 7, but you've got to remember that there's somebody needs all those clothes more than you do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I died a little bit inside when she said that to me, so I gave away all my childhood clothes with a happy heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I still keep a Disney's Winnie the Pooh extra large shirt that daddy bought me when I was 5 during his trip to the States long time ago. Hahahaha the shirt is super duper comfy and really, I can't let it go just yet. Hihi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how was your day? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802619082370029095-1768429041173180643?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/1768429041173180643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/graphic-silhouette.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/1768429041173180643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/1768429041173180643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/graphic-silhouette.html' title='Graphic Silhouette.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PnEAhB3T3Rk/TfYDHU1BNmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5UuAPur4Kao/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-2939395603600762121</id><published>2011-06-11T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T22:52:00.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday.</title><content type='html'>Here I am, waiting and reminiscing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for mummy to shower up and get herself dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscing of..nevermind. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's off for summerhouse, like the usual Sundays of course. Big brother was off for Sabah two days ago, basically now leaving both mummy and I all by ourselves. Initially the plan was, mummy's going to drag me to the government's office at Simpang 3 since she needs to renew her passport. Leaving for Singapore with daddy at the end of the month due to some work stuff and plus it's their wedding&amp;nbsp;anniversary&amp;nbsp;too. I wanted to follow but then I don't want to be the extra luggage -___-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't complaining about staying alone back in K town really, cause I'll be having the whole house all by myself! Hahahahaahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday ze parents dragged me to choose curtains for my bedroom and heck, the day was so hot I couldn't even get my decisions right. I ended up choosing some flowery brownish fabric for night curtain and white organza for day curtain. Then I waited for another extra two hours for them to choose theirs and big brother's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pMFJQijj4vI/TfRS0KaML9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/HdGOSipbcFE/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pMFJQijj4vI/TfRS0KaML9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/HdGOSipbcFE/s320/035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fuvu5jFPvUk/TfRTAcJjnhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zDtFAVhoQo0/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fuvu5jFPvUk/TfRTAcJjnhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zDtFAVhoQo0/s320/036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TWO BLOODY HOURS T_____T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Off for now, out with mummy to I-have-no-idea-where-is-she-going-to-drag-me. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Talk to you guys later!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;x&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7802619082370029095-2939395603600762121?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/2939395603600762121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/sunday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/2939395603600762121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/2939395603600762121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/sunday.html' title='Sunday.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pMFJQijj4vI/TfRS0KaML9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/HdGOSipbcFE/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-8264707781590294382</id><published>2011-06-08T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T08:24:56.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bee.</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Me : Dad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Daddy : What is wrong with youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me : There's a bee. A freaking bee. The bee that stings. &lt;b&gt;IN-MY-ROOM.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Daddy : .... *continue eating*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me : DADDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Daddy : Okayyy I've heard you. Let me finish my dinner first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My mind : T____T my own dad chose his dinner over his daughter who's terrified of a bee that has the potential of stinging her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/7802619082370029095-8264707781590294382?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/8264707781590294382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/bee.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/8264707781590294382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/8264707781590294382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/bee.html' title='Bee.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-2822729905380447689</id><published>2011-06-08T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T08:13:25.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhythm of Borneo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Greetings earthlings! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So okay, we're obviously in the month of June so basically it usually means that we're a month away from &lt;b&gt;RWMF!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What in the freaking name on Earth is RWMF?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RWMF is just like, a music festival. Well in fact it is a music festival, bringing out the soul of Borneo's music to be exact. People coming down to Sarawak from all edges and corners of the world, unite and enjoying the good times and good sounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bliss, I must say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the crowd usually will go nuts and throwing mud to each other, dancing to the beats of Borneo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And yessssss, this year I'm &lt;i&gt;goingggggggggg&lt;/i&gt; after being restricted last year due to bahahaha, SPM examinations.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See you guys there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802619082370029095-2822729905380447689?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/2822729905380447689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/rhythm-of-borneo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/2822729905380447689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/2822729905380447689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/rhythm-of-borneo.html' title='Rhythm of Borneo.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-2113041310809054015</id><published>2011-06-04T00:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T00:42:51.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ifs.</title><content type='html'>If I could turn back the hands of time. Sorry that I've made you changed, but I promise you I'm going to make everything alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802619082370029095-2113041310809054015?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/2113041310809054015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/ifs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/2113041310809054015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/2113041310809054015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/06/ifs.html' title='Ifs.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-8979822323937095027</id><published>2011-05-31T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T10:04:42.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gayu Guru Gerai Nyamai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Gawai to all Sarawakians who are celebrating!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Have an awesome Gawai celebration and happy holiday! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ps// &lt;b&gt;Jessica Debbie!&lt;/b&gt; Dini dik? Apuuuuuu lelengau ka nuan sulu! Aku nengar nuan bisi pangan nyak hahahahahaha nadai madah aku gik! Ngabang kelak oi ngabangggggg! Haha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802619082370029095-8979822323937095027?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/8979822323937095027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/gayu-guru-gerai-nyamai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/8979822323937095027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/8979822323937095027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/gayu-guru-gerai-nyamai.html' title='Gayu Guru Gerai Nyamai!'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-543138262211990422</id><published>2011-05-30T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T03:06:39.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bells Part 1.</title><content type='html'>As noted, the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;big brother&lt;/span&gt; was going to get married in a private-then-public ceremony held in Sabah. My in law, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kak Suzy&lt;/span&gt; is a sassy lady from Kota Kinabalu, Sabah. &lt;b&gt;Kampung Inanam Laut&lt;/b&gt;, to be perfectly specific hehe. The private ceremony where only close family friends and relatives were required to attend was the&lt;i&gt; Malam Bertiting &lt;/i&gt;(or &lt;i&gt;Bertinting&lt;/i&gt; idk which is which!) and the &lt;i&gt;Akad Nikah&lt;/i&gt; ceremony or the Solemnization Ceremony. The public ceremony were the &lt;i&gt;Malam Berinai&lt;/i&gt; or the Hands/Fingers Dyeing Night and the Bersanding Ceremony, which idk what was it called in English o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always heard that every state has their own tradition of handling weddings. Indeed there are =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in Sabah, the usual weddings are held according to their ancestors' tradition. The actual wedding celebration was supposed to be held for &lt;b&gt;7 days and 7 nights&lt;/b&gt; (I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT IS GOING ON YOUR MIND RIGHT NOW) but due to work commitments and this and that, the wedding celebration was only held for &lt;b&gt;3 days and 3 nights.&lt;/b&gt; I was jaw-dropped myself when I heard their traditions of handling a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very, very&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;impressive.&amp;nbsp;I must say! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the wedding journey kicked off with 5 groups who flied with 5 different flights, some in different days. Most of us were the first timers to Sabah so we got a little bit, NO. We got too sakai with everything. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wednesday, May 11th.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big brother took a night flight to Sabah right after work since he got to check and rehearse everything. He flied to Sabah earlier a week too, just to check on all the preparations made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thursday, May12th.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy, Daddy, Aunty, Kak Ida's brother, Bang Un and I myself took the first family flight to Sabah. Flight time was nicely at 8.30 or so, but still mummy's too excited about it that she asked me to rise at pfft, 5 -___- Never say that we packed light, we never did and we never will! Hahaha. My family brought along together 4 luggages and 2 boxes. Aunty brought 3 luggages and 5 boxes. Altogether..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shall we see your maths skills? ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boxes weren't filled with our clothes or whatever, &amp;nbsp;it were all the stuffs for decorating the &lt;i&gt;hantarans &lt;/i&gt;with some goodies such as the infamous kuih lapis, lemangs and all sorts of other gifts to be given to the in laws and their families.&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Daddy's younger brother took us from home while Uncle's driver sent Aunty and Bang Un to the airport. As soon as we arrived, scanned all the ridiculous amount of luggages and boxes that we brought, did the self check-in which I found it hilariously weird haha, and straight to the boarding area. Safely off from the KIA's base and I swear my stomach was jamming jazz songs haha. I was uncontrollably hungry and my eyes screamed the lungs out asking to shut. So I had my breakfast and doze off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIKE A BOSS.. Hahahahahaha.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really get to see the views from above until some bloody turbulence woke me up. Then daddy said we're on top of..Brunei? I have absolutely no idea how did he knew that we're on top of other country but it was actually visible from the plane. You got to see all the tiny little islands and fascinating corals too! Didn't took any pictures hihi, because unfortunately my camera was inside the other bag on the compartment area and I simply have no idea how to turn my phone to the airplane mode. Not to mention that even if I successfully did turn on my phone to the airplane mode, I'm just scared that the mode didn't work and the worst case scenario follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I. DON'T. WANT. TO. BE. SUED. BY. THE. GOVERNMENT. I'M. JUST. 18!&lt;/b&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at the beautiful beautiful KKIA which located just beside the seaaaaaa! It was so beauuuutifullll I was speechless. The sea is sooooo blueeeeeeee and the water is sooooo clearrrrrrr. It that instantly made me&amp;nbsp;wondered&amp;nbsp;why the seawater in Kuching isn't blue o.O While we were waiting for the luggages to be brought in, mummy suddenly threw me her handbag and ran towards the lavatory. I was likeeee, oh, nature's call.. Then a moment after she went out my aunty rushed in. Then daddy.&lt;br /&gt;After final checking all the luggages and boxes we head out and wait for Kak Suzy's parents to pick us up together with big brother and Kak Suzy. Bang Un and I followed big brother while the rest followed Kak Suzy's parents. We headed to the place where we're going to live for that 5 days trip that Kak Suzy's family had provided for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-de2v0RAy5v4/TeFUf9JrdII/AAAAAAAAADE/6Td6mc092WU/s1600/237430_1009281152003259049_STD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-de2v0RAy5v4/TeFUf9JrdII/AAAAAAAAADE/6Td6mc092WU/s1600/237430_1009281152003259049_STD.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1Borneo Apartments, Tower B! Apartment with two rooms, two toilets and a mini bar. Well-furnished, very cosy. Just nice to accomodate a group of SIXTEEN T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Stepped my foot into the apartment I was..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PntPa4VmyuU/TeFVUIgCVwI/AAAAAAAAADI/A46ErlPQ9P0/s1600/082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PntPa4VmyuU/TeFVUIgCVwI/AAAAAAAAADI/A46ErlPQ9P0/s320/082.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Halfway dead -_____________________________-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was sooooooooooooooo tired I could sleep like a 4 year old kiddo and nothing can wake me up neither screams nor bombs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mummy let me to have some rest and took a nice bath before she and aunty dragged me down for groceries shopping. What do you expect lah kan. 5 days with 16 people in one apartment, surely needs some refreshments and titbits all the time for the gossip sessions and late night brunch session. There's this hee-uge Giant store at 1B and I thanked God so much for the existence of that store. So that i wouldn't be dragged too far. Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2k8GfFIyyTo/TeFXtXikKqI/AAAAAAAAADM/3eYjR8JYtgs/s1600/084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2k8GfFIyyTo/TeFXtXikKqI/AAAAAAAAADM/3eYjR8JYtgs/s320/084.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9R95w1p0xXc/TeFX32Jj5II/AAAAAAAAADQ/GmpcDS0IkNM/s1600/085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9R95w1p0xXc/TeFX32Jj5II/AAAAAAAAADQ/GmpcDS0IkNM/s320/085.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have no idea what were we doing at the furniture and bedding section, but I bet we're searching for extra blankets. The two of the ladies did most of the shopping while I'm just following wherever they went and pushed the trolley all the way round. Luckily I found Nutella there and that was the only thing I need -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We went to the bridesmaid's house for the first time during the night since they'll be having a meeting regarding the big day with a dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FLb96wSv0Ic/TeFbeX9Jp8I/AAAAAAAAADU/ThyDtvnOrJ0/s1600/095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FLb96wSv0Ic/TeFbeX9Jp8I/AAAAAAAAADU/ThyDtvnOrJ0/s320/095.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ekzN1f3A0ME/TeFbtAIN-oI/AAAAAAAAADY/xx7UWc-LbtU/s1600/096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ekzN1f3A0ME/TeFbtAIN-oI/AAAAAAAAADY/xx7UWc-LbtU/s320/096.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aunty, Mummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;While they were having the meeting, Kak Suzy honoured me to be the first from the groom's family to take a good look at all the &lt;i&gt;hantarans&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Hantarans&lt;/i&gt; were side gifts that both sides have to give to each other. It is like, from groom to bride and vice versa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Hantarans&lt;/i&gt; can be perfumes, clothes, heels, anything you want actually.&lt;i&gt; Hantarans&lt;/i&gt; amount must be in odd number, strictly forbidden in even numbers which I have no idea why really. Groom's side gave away 9 trays, while the bridesmaid's side replied with 11. &amp;nbsp;Another tradition of theirs is that the number hantarans from groom's side must never exceed the number of hantarans from the bridesmaid's side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7S3UrYL-hAw/TeNjiQHQo2I/AAAAAAAAADc/fTg3Ox9NhdA/s1600/101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7S3UrYL-hAw/TeNjiQHQo2I/AAAAAAAAADc/fTg3Ox9NhdA/s320/101.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Unfinished actually, and some of the gifts are the groom's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--kSw0K-LNoU/TeNkWBxViUI/AAAAAAAAADg/kFy5rOlHV3Q/s1600/cats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--kSw0K-LNoU/TeNkWBxViUI/AAAAAAAAADg/kFy5rOlHV3Q/s320/cats.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tadaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Most of the time I was in the couple's room touching things up without even bothering on what was going on outside. Then mummy and Aunty came in with the rest to catch a glimpse on the hantarans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--DgKd7Otc1A/TeNlxQiNVoI/AAAAAAAAADk/mrMaUiz8UCY/s1600/131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--DgKd7Otc1A/TeNlxQiNVoI/AAAAAAAAADk/mrMaUiz8UCY/s320/131.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zOyFn0orKYY/TeNl8twBnAI/AAAAAAAAADo/O-l3tTIGAPM/s1600/135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zOyFn0orKYY/TeNl8twBnAI/AAAAAAAAADo/O-l3tTIGAPM/s320/135.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eeAqmnCI48g/TeNmPJHmSVI/AAAAAAAAADs/iVG_YwGkmG0/s1600/133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eeAqmnCI48g/TeNmPJHmSVI/AAAAAAAAADs/iVG_YwGkmG0/s320/133.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We then went out and hihihihi I met this uber cuteeee baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xkNmbn3KmKY/TeNm7GAUNqI/AAAAAAAAADw/eKDAijf6Uxk/s1600/127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xkNmbn3KmKY/TeNm7GAUNqI/AAAAAAAAADw/eKDAijf6Uxk/s320/127.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;YOU SEE. YOU SEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;LOOK AT THOSE CHEEKS HOMAIGOD I CAN FAINT THIS INSTANT. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't really recall what's his name but if I ain't mistaken, Ashraf I think? Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So we then proceed to the dinner and..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SoNW_JP7HPE/TeNpJh0VC6I/AAAAAAAAAD0/T7EdOot9Uqc/s1600/142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SoNW_JP7HPE/TeNpJh0VC6I/AAAAAAAAAD0/T7EdOot9Uqc/s320/142.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family pictureeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Headed back to apartment and phew what a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/7802619082370029095-543138262211990422?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/543138262211990422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/wedding-bells-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/543138262211990422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/543138262211990422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/wedding-bells-part-1.html' title='Wedding Bells Part 1.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-de2v0RAy5v4/TeFUf9JrdII/AAAAAAAAADE/6Td6mc092WU/s72-c/237430_1009281152003259049_STD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-1921649193605122098</id><published>2011-05-30T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T03:09:05.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience is Just Important, my Man.</title><content type='html'>You're so stupid even my cats and rabbits and goldfishes could tell. You're bloody stupid that even a kid could tell. You call yourself a man but there's absolutely no essence of patience in your soul. You're just..simply stupid. I'm sorry if everything is not up to your bloody expectations but what the freaking hell am I supposed to do? I don't wanna go alllll around the world and push everything forward just to cater your stupid needs. You're just so stupid lah. Just next time, try to expect something low so that you wouldn't be ruining my good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me for the language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802619082370029095-1921649193605122098?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/1921649193605122098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/patience-is-just-important-my-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/1921649193605122098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/1921649193605122098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/patience-is-just-important-my-man.html' title='Patience is Just Important, my Man.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-9016313219256525979</id><published>2011-05-28T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T06:34:28.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hei-De-Hi-Ho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7IueJCczSfo/TeD5mJSrPTI/AAAAAAAAADA/G5bi0SEqO4g/s1600/cats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7IueJCczSfo/TeD5mJSrPTI/AAAAAAAAADA/G5bi0SEqO4g/s320/cats.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Coverage on big bro's wedding, begins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802619082370029095-9016313219256525979?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/9016313219256525979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/hei-de-hi-ho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/9016313219256525979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/9016313219256525979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/hei-de-hi-ho.html' title='Hei-De-Hi-Ho.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7IueJCczSfo/TeD5mJSrPTI/AAAAAAAAADA/G5bi0SEqO4g/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-7037639327781063306</id><published>2011-05-26T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T03:55:56.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dutsie, Dusty Dust.</title><content type='html'>Ever since SPM, well I prefer to call it, &lt;i&gt;highschool&lt;/i&gt; days were over, I didn't care&amp;nbsp;much&amp;nbsp;about my room. How it looks like, how comfy my bed is once I got my ass on it, how dusty and neat it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Etc..etc..etc.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not I'm &lt;i&gt;thattttttttttttttt&lt;/i&gt; lazy to tidy up my room but somehow I just found out that tidying my own room is annoying. You see, my point is that, today you cleaned it up and everything is simply sparkling. The next day it looks like a &lt;b&gt;hurricane&lt;/b&gt; had struck. My room just went like, I better not mention here. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, even my brother fold his blanket every morning and sprayed his room with some, idk, aromatic things?&lt;br /&gt;Letting all the good vibes surround him when he come back home from work perhaps? -____-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I, on the other hand, always left my blanket all around the bed. Without even thinking to fold it hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never, ever do that if you're a girl. A daughter I mean.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday mummy made me cleaned up my room because she said 'By looking at your room can make me swoon that instant'. She's just being hiperbolic, jsyk. Hahahaha. And fortunately my cleaning up mojo is up to 100% that day, and I felt like I need to sort all the old things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started with my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XEQhKnkaqqs/Td5qxA2cq7I/AAAAAAAAABo/AUf1SuPAob0/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XEQhKnkaqqs/Td5qxA2cq7I/AAAAAAAAABo/AUf1SuPAob0/s320/032.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What? It's my bloody &lt;strike&gt;DESK&lt;/strike&gt; just in case you have doubts on what popped first in your mind. Hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No complains, no complains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know exactly what are you going to sayyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Those two bears are equally special bears so I'd like to honour them by putting them on the top of the shelves instead of making a fuss on my bed haha. Both are gifts, one one of it is a birthday gift from mummy and the other one is do-well-in-Malacca-for-my-Choral-Speaking-Competition gift. The tongue-like thing that appears to be sticking out between the two bears is actually a paper. Farewell party paper 2010 that each and one of us have it. The rest are, mybooksmypapersmytoiletriesmywoodworkmystationeriesmyaccesoriesandallsortsofthingsinlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you a hundred quid if you could read that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I SAY, QUID ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OOa7kSeup4o/Td6FmBe12tI/AAAAAAAAACg/mLWEcDncNPg/s1600/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OOa7kSeup4o/Td6FmBe12tI/AAAAAAAAACg/mLWEcDncNPg/s320/058.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A little noise just to keep me going -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lmf7Rgfbxfg/Td6QjlmMb0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZzPh98SSFuQ/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lmf7Rgfbxfg/Td6QjlmMb0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZzPh98SSFuQ/s320/024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First shelf, some of the offer letters and..hairspray? -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8UGLW38NGC4/Td5t13q-XtI/AAAAAAAAABw/Eq8_GoAOVjE/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8UGLW38NGC4/Td5t13q-XtI/AAAAAAAAABw/Eq8_GoAOVjE/s320/025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Second shelf, all the unused files. I have a thing for files.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rzsKQMp7S3E/Td5t-RE-aEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cZN9lJQXUq0/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rzsKQMp7S3E/Td5t-RE-aEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cZN9lJQXUq0/s320/026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Third shelf, all the unused stationaries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Took a good one and a half hour cleaning and sorting all the things out of the desk since mummy said it she wanted to trade in that one together with my brother's. After all the sorting tasks were done, only I can see clearly what I wrote on my desk a year ago =')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eN-mP4jBfc4/Td5w_fCB5AI/AAAAAAAAAB4/csqSquFYm4c/s1600/061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eN-mP4jBfc4/Td5w_fCB5AI/AAAAAAAAAB4/csqSquFYm4c/s320/061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Allllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll the bestfies names on one board, perghhh good times! =) Including Arwah Yasmine =')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MOQd1rQtOgA/Td5yFHDTzZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QU73wrNTbrQ/s1600/062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MOQd1rQtOgA/Td5yFHDTzZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QU73wrNTbrQ/s1600/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I was cleaning up, I found several things that are quite funny. Andddddd made me said,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have this before???!!!! Hahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tc4wLanRCMg/Td50xuDZz-I/AAAAAAAAACA/Wu-OsvRHRXQ/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tc4wLanRCMg/Td50xuDZz-I/AAAAAAAAACA/Wu-OsvRHRXQ/s320/034.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mc6VWnhshJE/Td509DFT2eI/AAAAAAAAACE/fWz-9l_tyjE/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mc6VWnhshJE/Td509DFT2eI/AAAAAAAAACE/fWz-9l_tyjE/s320/036.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5th and 6th grader bloody piano scores bahahahaha. From Miss Maria and Miss Venus. I missssssss youuuuu bothhhhhhhh T____T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I lost the Bach's o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EciJog-rxkU/Td51HrrhZGI/AAAAAAAAACI/wsN_oXQeChw/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EciJog-rxkU/Td51HrrhZGI/AAAAAAAAACI/wsN_oXQeChw/s320/039.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bahahahahaha this. Aunty gave this to both kak Ida and I while waiting for our flight back to K town from KL &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; last two years. Stilllllll..unfinished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y3HAPuoiQDw/Td6SPSAttsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Hn5_7jRoTqc/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y3HAPuoiQDw/Td6SPSAttsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Hn5_7jRoTqc/s320/040.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Driving license test!! Hahahahahahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pgguvTLYbgc/Td51d1hAV-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/1TzTDQl77Gk/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pgguvTLYbgc/Td51d1hAV-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/1TzTDQl77Gk/s320/042.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2009 Raya card from beloved Zalikha =D took a picture of what's inside but decided not to post up in here because, HARDCORE. Hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sIfZKyRKcQY/Td51wuSRIoI/AAAAAAAAACY/s4v8BfAFAxA/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sIfZKyRKcQY/Td51wuSRIoI/AAAAAAAAACY/s4v8BfAFAxA/s320/047.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Elegantly creative 16th Birthday card made by beautiful Harfida! =') It's soooooooooooooooooo creative I tell you that I could stare on it for hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3kANS-QsMks/Td51852g_fI/AAAAAAAAACc/uYjH14bSCNk/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3kANS-QsMks/Td51852g_fI/AAAAAAAAACc/uYjH14bSCNk/s320/051.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bestgirl necklace given by Alia the best cousin, when she was in the States for vacay =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dhIeo9uXMjg/Td6JRusW3zI/AAAAAAAAACk/DbAfvFRGouA/s1600/052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dhIeo9uXMjg/Td6JRusW3zI/AAAAAAAAACk/DbAfvFRGouA/s320/052.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was once thissss..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i3surA2a9xo/Td6JxVQ2igI/AAAAAAAAACo/rNpJota2LQk/s1600/048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i3surA2a9xo/Td6JxVQ2igI/AAAAAAAAACo/rNpJota2LQk/s320/048.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Before upgraded myself to this.. Hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jHymV1BgQPI/Td6J9A6HTlI/AAAAAAAAACs/bPTG8nxbSQs/s1600/054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jHymV1BgQPI/Td6J9A6HTlI/AAAAAAAAACs/bPTG8nxbSQs/s320/054.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then finally I was this! Hahahahahahaha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then I found this -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pxqbz_TLTJk/Td6Kw8KsRgI/AAAAAAAAACw/zxQZytR3TwQ/s1600/068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pxqbz_TLTJk/Td6Kw8KsRgI/AAAAAAAAACw/zxQZytR3TwQ/s320/068.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Got this sticked on the desk during the glow in the dark stickers craze over the past few years. Hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qAqG0c4tpuo/Td6L5inAoQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rYXEp4ThTAU/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qAqG0c4tpuo/Td6L5inAoQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rYXEp4ThTAU/s320/037.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;T_________T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically ze room is clean, not to say that it's very &lt;i&gt;cleannnn.&lt;/i&gt; Waiting for the people to come and take away the desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Proud of myself.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;I took it as an achievement that I cleaned up my own room..&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahah!&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/7802619082370029095-7037639327781063306?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/7037639327781063306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/dutsie-dusty-dust.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/7037639327781063306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/7037639327781063306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/dutsie-dusty-dust.html' title='Dutsie, Dusty Dust.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XEQhKnkaqqs/Td5qxA2cq7I/AAAAAAAAABo/AUf1SuPAob0/s72-c/032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-2828757657642927082</id><published>2011-05-25T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T09:59:52.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pointless Rant of an SPM Leaver.</title><content type='html'>Ooooooooookay, how should I start this exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go mindless fuck and half insane if I continue to do nothing, absolutely nothing for another, what, 3 MONTHS?! Slept at 3, woke up at 10, nap at 3, rise at 5, not to mention dozens of food consumed, heavy dose of gamings tvs and onlines. I felt like a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loser I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Like Alfie, in Lily Allen's. If you didn't get my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seeeee, currently waiting for Unimas second intake under Asasi Sains Hayat programme. They did call mummy and said that the results will be out on the 14th of June. But she forgot to ask when are they going to register and start their classes just in case I got selected. &amp;nbsp;I can wait for another 2 weeks but are you going beyond your imagination if I have to wait for another 3 months just to get in? And it would be exactly the same too that if I don't get a place in Unimas for the second intake, Swinburne in August and yes, 3 long bloody months that I have to wait til I start my classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill. Me. This. Instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost a year of doing absolutely pointless things and splurging money without even gaining it.&amp;nbsp;Yes, I do have offers from MSU, CUCMS and all that but on the second thought, I'm reconsidering my parents back in Kuching. Big brother is probably moving to Sabah following his beloved wife, and it'll be hard for my parents not to have anyone around to cheer them up. To monitor them if anything and stuff like that. I can't imagine myself how lonely they can be when both of us are away. They may say that it's okay to leave but, pfft.&lt;br /&gt;Parents will always be parents. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point here is, I wanna start college now or I'll end up being like haha again, ALFIE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802619082370029095-2828757657642927082?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/2828757657642927082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/pointless-rant-of-spm-leaver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/2828757657642927082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/2828757657642927082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/pointless-rant-of-spm-leaver.html' title='Pointless Rant of an SPM Leaver.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-3426136664039035899</id><published>2011-05-25T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T10:42:28.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dayang Nur Baizura.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bplq40lVc5c/Td0YcnpLl2I/AAAAAAAAABc/_po1KpeJPI0/s1600/IMG_0557%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bplq40lVc5c/Td0YcnpLl2I/AAAAAAAAABc/_po1KpeJPI0/s320/IMG_0557%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Better known ; Db. Beautiful, sweet yet caring Db.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Db =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ii8l83qZbwU/Td0cByXU4fI/AAAAAAAAABk/JB0O_GyQqM0/s1600/DSC03561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ii8l83qZbwU/Td0cByXU4fI/AAAAAAAAABk/JB0O_GyQqM0/s320/DSC03561.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last year's Cikgu Bid's Addmaths workshop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First knew her from Cikgu Bid's Physics class in form four and became even closer in form 5 together with Allahyarhamah Yasmine Ghazali. Shared tonnes of things together, cried and laugh our lungs out together. She understands me best besides the rest, because basically we've been through a lot of things and it's almost similar. She'll be the one who texted me asking how am I exactly on the right time and that is,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I SWEAR WHAT I LOVE THE MOST ABOUT HER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;B, our good times = perfectly cherished! =')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You'll be leaving tomorrow for KDU College and I just can't help myself from crying knowing that you'll be far farrrrrr away. Please please pleaseeeee do take care of yourself out there and study smart. You'll do awesome in college and we both know that. Once you're finish with your studies, come back here to K town and I wanna hear you scream 'Miaaaa I made it!' You'll be fine in KL honey and my prayers will always be for your success and safety. I bet Arwah Yasmine's happy for you too sayang! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I will try my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; very &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;very VERY &lt;/span&gt;best to meet you at the airport tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fitwkjAPUf8/Td0YfdOjQ9I/AAAAAAAAABg/HGJrewEa0hc/s1600/IMG_0579%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fitwkjAPUf8/Td0YfdOjQ9I/AAAAAAAAABg/HGJrewEa0hc/s320/IMG_0579%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love youuuu, til the tiny little bits and pieces of you &amp;lt;3 Take care in KL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sayanggg,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miayayayayayaya! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7802619082370029095-3426136664039035899?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/3426136664039035899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/dayang-nur-baizura.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/3426136664039035899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/3426136664039035899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/dayang-nur-baizura.html' title='Dayang Nur Baizura.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bplq40lVc5c/Td0YcnpLl2I/AAAAAAAAABc/_po1KpeJPI0/s72-c/IMG_0557%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-7609625477000354359</id><published>2011-05-25T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T02:53:59.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broasted.</title><content type='html'>Recently, complains constantly coming in regarding that they're being roasted indoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,&lt;b&gt; indoors.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention myself either, it is indeed extremely hot nowadays. Even the air-conditioners have lost its purpose. The climate change is so great that everyone feel like it's the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;But someway somehow as homo sapiens we can stop this. Together, I mean. Plant a tree, for example, a tree a day perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;Although it's such a small move, but it's a start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802619082370029095-7609625477000354359?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/7609625477000354359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/broasted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/7609625477000354359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/7609625477000354359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/broasted.html' title='Broasted.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7802619082370029095.post-8580920695732723848</id><published>2011-05-21T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T08:23:15.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Carpet.</title><content type='html'>Howdy! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;strike&gt;newbie, freshie&lt;/strike&gt; whatever you prefer, in Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really to be &lt;b&gt;exact.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin suggested me to create another blog since I had terminated my Blogger account last 2 years because hehe, I found it boring. But somehow now I found it essential. Not that Tumblr isn't that good for blogging. It is good for reblogging. Hahaha. And it's sort of mixed up when I post all the current things in my life together with all the reblogged stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messssssssssy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hello there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;Miayayaya &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7802619082370029095-8580920695732723848?l=miahassan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/feeds/8580920695732723848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/red-carpet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/8580920695732723848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7802619082370029095/posts/default/8580920695732723848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miahassan.blogspot.com/2011/05/red-carpet.html' title='Red Carpet.'/><author><name>Mia Hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00566683194750105077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAM5qpoYNoU/Tdffp8If0HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ihGpYewO14w/s220/143e.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
