<?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-9212251728655797197</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:02:22.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is really true!!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-8152616777608091254</id><published>2010-03-31T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T01:07:01.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know it been a long time since i didnt update my blog.Here i am updating my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-8152616777608091254?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-7026103092694065027</id><published>2009-10-19T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T03:15:56.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Deepavali...</title><content type='html'>Sry for posting late.....need to study for the last exam....hahahaha^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Happy Deepavali to all the indians...........hope u guys enjoy your festival...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BB.....need to study again........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha...^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-7026103092694065027?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/7026103092694065027/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-3875024838195804484</id><published>2009-09-22T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T09:39:21.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>To all Malays Selamat Hari Raya!!!!&lt;br /&gt;                       and have a good trip to balik kampung&lt;br /&gt;                                        but for Form 3 student study hard to get&lt;br /&gt;                                                   7A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that my sis that is innoying and crazy can get 7A for PMR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Selamat Hari Raya!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-9219601638103485696</id><published>2009-09-22T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T09:22:04.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancakes!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today,after Form 1 class that is 2.00p.m to 5.00p.m.My teacher planned to make pancake and eat cause we tuition in her house.So my teacher teach us how to make........after that Vincent and Choong Kit(Form 3)go to the kitchen and help to make pancake........so my teacher said let the boys cook for the girls and then the girls cook for the boys.So there is 3 boys that is Vincent,Choong Kit and Yu Ji, for there is 4 girls that is Casie,my sis.Xin Yen and me and 1 woman that is my teaher(sry if spell wrong name).So the boys had to cook more than the girls.In the kitchen the boys keep on playing with the pancake by flicking it........I was like wat the toot cause the girls are suppose to eat that.So the pancake is serve and you know wat the pancake taste delicious with ice cream.And now the girls time to cook.WOW......its so fun to cook.And the girls take a few minutes to finish it.And again the pancakes is serve and suddenly Vincent eat something hard that is the egg cover.Then i was like...........telling him sry..sry...sry cause i am the want who crack the egg....i mean not crack the egg i hancur it cause it my first time cooking.So cant blame me......hehehehehehe.So the boys was like looking at the pancakes and then i told them just it lah.While there are eating i told Casie and the others luckily we didnt eat.After the boys ate i asked them so how the pancakes....and they was like the pancakes is too thick.I think the result is the boys won.........cant believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my teacher decided to cancel the Form 2 class cause a few people only come so no choice but to cancel it.It was so boring cause we had to wait until 10.00p.m only can go home cause the tuition end at 10.00p.m so and again no choice.So my teacher decided to play a guessing game.......we had to draw a thing that we choose and we guess it and we separate into two groups that is girl team and boy team.It so fun and after boring again cause they all want to go Choong Kit house and play ping pong.So left Casie,my teacher,my sis and me.Lucikly Casie brought her laptop and she let us to watch movie that is STEP UP 2 we only watch a few minutes until my parents come..So i have to go back home and BYE BYE......Actually to be honest before my teacher go and start that game Casie,my sis and me go and prank call Choong Kit again.....and its fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-8978550691521071991</id><published>2009-09-22T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T09:19:56.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prank call!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday after Form 1 class and dinner,Casie,my sis and me was so boring nothing to do.Casie thought of prank calling someone and everybody agreed(so bad).And you know the target is who is.....Choong Kit.Cause he dont know Casie number and my number.So we use our phone to prank call.It was so fun.I use my phone cause Casie got his number but not him so when he picked up his phone i was like Pizza Hut and bla bla bla and i laugh not only me but everybody.Then,is Casie turn so we call and we was like Pizza Hut again and bla bla bla.Then,after that call he keep on miss calling us.And Casie and me dont answer his call.And then he used his house phone number to call us.Then we call him back and this time my sis said Pizza Hut and bla bla bla until he off the call.We was like laughing and laughing even my teacher.And the Form 2 class start so they come to the tuition and then we was like act nothing happen until my teacher said just now there is one Pizza Hut man go aroung the street.And then he was like looking at us but we pretand not to.When the tuition start he keep on bluetooth us with all those names like Pizza Hut Man and B:).We dont except it cause if we do...he will hack our phone and know is we.But i think he know is us after wat my teacher said to him.And i telling u is fun to prank call but dont prank call the wrong person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-8978550691521071991?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-7416676017797718893</id><published>2009-09-18T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T03:37:55.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano Exam!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday,i have piano exam that is not wat u thing like go to the hotel n play in front of the examiner.Mine is play in front of my teacher.....that is i dont know wat for....but who cares.Before the exam,my teacher asked me to practise two songs but i didnt actually i did once or twice.The thing is the exam is kinda weird....you know why i said that cause he asked me sing n clap my hand.And of course play the two songs that he asked me to.Is so weird right.Before that my old piano teacher didnt asked me to do that.Instead the exam is taken in the hotel that is Prince Hotel for the pratical and the theory is taken in a Chinese school.How weird is that????? WEIRD!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-7416676017797718893?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/7416676017797718893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/09/piano-exam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/7416676017797718893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/7416676017797718893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/09/piano-exam.html' title='Piano Exam!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-3123077495912574563</id><published>2009-09-12T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T04:24:13.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Practise!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>We have practise for three days n no improve.Do u want to know practise wat?????Practise singing...........I so angry cause we have to sing again and again n is all because of the boys.They dont want to take it seriously until all the teachers who come in to our class n even the conductor asked us to sing again.It so tired.And actually the conductor cant choose the song cause two of the students from CHINESE SCHOOLS dont even know how to sing.I feel so kesian them.And i dont know why she have to choose that song.It so hard to sing and we have sing like in the opera.....TOUGH CHOICES........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That why i hate singing............Never even like it at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-3123077495912574563?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/3123077495912574563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/09/practise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/3123077495912574563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/3123077495912574563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/09/practise.html' title='Practise!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-3216799437537512147</id><published>2009-09-11T08:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T05:31:16.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday i think.......all the Form 1 have to attend the singing competion for Hari Kemerdekaan or else our marks is gonna to be cut.That is the worse day of my life.We need to wear tradisional clothes and sing in front of the whole Form 1.How embrassing???Since i dont have a tradisional clothes so i decided to borrow from one of my friend,Pei Yi.Cause i never tradisional clothes since young.She borrow me her mother's cheongsam that is to big for me.Almost everybody said that the cheongsam suit me but actually i dont think so.But i dont care whether the cheongsam suit me or not because the main thing is the marks that the teacher going to give to us.The clothes made me feel so warm  and i cant sit properly.The competion NO COMMENT as ussual nervous,scare,shaking and i almost forgot the lyric........but if my class get low marks i gonna blame the boys cause is all their fault for not pratise properly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-3216799437537512147?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-9161161891820236973</id><published>2009-08-18T08:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T09:12:13.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Cousin..........</title><content type='html'>I really miss my cousin so much after they went home to Japan...........sob.........sob.But lucky one of my cuz have MSN so i can chat with her.........yeah thats the way...... Not much to do this week......feeling really really bored....... just need something to cured me back.I just have to be patience until 23 of August cause my cousin is coming back from Japan n all of my cousin can play gameboy together except one of my cousin that is 6 months..........hehehehehehe.How can a 6 months old baby can play gameboy?I so boring...............Can somebody tell me wat to do????????????????? And i missssssss my cousin so much.........did i just said that yah i just say that...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-9161161891820236973?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/9161161891820236973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/08/miss-cousin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/9161161891820236973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/9161161891820236973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/08/miss-cousin.html' title='Miss Cousin..........'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-7745564156540364580</id><published>2009-08-14T04:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T05:06:56.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scare.......</title><content type='html'>I got one of my result today that is Science...i was kinda scare cause the exam was kinda hard.....but i almost got an A only two more marks.I really hate myself.I the only subject i'm really scare is Geografi cause not that i did not study is just that i didnt study a lot.......hehehehehehehe.I dont want to get my Geografi result.I'm scare........Scare.....scare.......n scare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-393603697571086309</id><published>2009-08-14T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T04:46:33.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At last!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yah..........exam is over.Now waiting for result....Booooooooohhhhh.........Sry for not posting for long long long long long long long long time cause i forgot my password...hehehehehe.I so boring for not online for about two weeks i think.First because i was sick for almost one week.....actually i just got cough n after i recover that cough.I got fever n after i recover that fever.I got flu n after i recover that flu.I got sorethroat n after i recover i'm fine.And all because of that sickness i cant go for tuition.....Waaaaaaahhhhhhh......Sob....And another week of course study.......seeeeee my life is so boring!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-393603697571086309?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/393603697571086309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/08/at-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/393603697571086309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/393603697571086309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/08/at-last.html' title='At last!!!!!!'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-1746349538546337047</id><published>2009-08-03T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T02:00:02.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What going on......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-1746349538546337047?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/1746349538546337047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-going-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/1746349538546337047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/1746349538546337047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-going-on.html' title='What going on......'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-5875745569164274665</id><published>2009-07-11T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T01:34:45.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So boring!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Everyday is so boring.............I thought when i go 2 secondary school it will be at least interesting but is still boring.In my class i made myself happier by disturbing ppl especially beside me that is Sharan........haiz i really dont know wat to do.She always ask me do some work but i already finish my homework.I just need somebody to chat with me especially my best friends but too bad when i online they offline and when they online i offline.They is no meaning in my life..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-5875745569164274665?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/5875745569164274665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/5875745569164274665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/5875745569164274665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-boring.html' title='So boring!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-1497803385863430821</id><published>2009-07-05T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T05:10:26.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merentas Desa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Last Fiday was Merentas Desa and i thought it was fun but actually it was the opposite.When my friends and i was in the starting line i began to nervous.My legs was shaking and even my hands.I did even listen what my friends were saying.When the Merentas Desa start i jog slowly and i lost my friends.We actually promised each other that we would run together but i lost them.So i kept on jogging until the place called Taman Pudu Ulu.And i starting  running until i saw Fazlul and Chan.We ran together and again we lost Fazlul.We was like where is Fazlul while running.So we kept on running.When i reach to another school called Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan Seri Bintang Selatan i thing i was about to fainted.But i try to wake myself up and keep on running.Until i reach the finish line.At last,but then i didnt see my frineds.But that time i dont care cause i was too tired.And later i saw Chan.So we sat at the watever thing it call cause we wanted to see how the boys run but cant cause they already run.So we see down there and chat.We were so tired.At that time i feel so weird cause every time when i was like under the sun for like more than 1 hour it will happen to me something but it didnt.I was so happy cause if it happen it will be embrassing.So after that,my friends and i when to the kantin and eat.I was so hungry cause at the morning my mum told me not to eat.Then one of my sis's friends told me that my sis had something happen and ran as fast as i can altought my legs hurt a lot.Until i saw my sis sitting on something that also that i not allowed to tell.I kinda the laugh at her.I bet she cant stand the pain.Hahahahahaha.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-1497803385863430821?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-3476394988465227414</id><published>2009-07-05T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T04:14:26.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L.I.C Part 2</title><content type='html'>She was invited to join with her friends and also his dream girl to buy ball gowns for the annual dinner. She has no intention to go with her friends to shopping but was forced by his dream girl. It was hard to reject and she ended up going. When everyone was trying and picking their beautiful ball gown. She stood that motionless. She doesn't know what to wear......... it looks like every of her friends had a partner of their own already except for her. She wanted to leave immediately but thought that it was rude to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His dream girl's laugh and smile makes her envy.That girl is one lucky girl. YEAH..... A very lucky one. Smart. Pretty. Talent and most of all a FRIENDLY one. Unlike her. As she sat on the chair day dreaming, his dream girl had picked a ball gown for her. She was suprised. The ball gown was beautiful. It was something like a wedding dress except it was light blue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Try it on!" said his dream girl.&lt;br /&gt;" No, I can't. Why don't you try it on. It definately look better if you wear," she said humbly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His dream girl pulled her to the fitting room. Wihout any hesitation, she tried the ball gown. When she came out of the fitting room, everyone was stunned including her friends and his dream girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" What?! I look horrible right," she giggled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually her friends and his dream girl were shocked at her beautiful and pleasant look when she wore the gown. His dream girl told her that she looks like a princess in a fairy tale. She chuckled. It was indeed beautiful when she put the gown on. She went back to the fitting room smiling......... She looked at the mirror one last time and said to herself. " I'm gonna buy this gown."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Written by : Princess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-3476394988465227414?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/3476394988465227414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/07/lic-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/3476394988465227414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/3476394988465227414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/07/lic-part-2.html' title='L.I.C Part 2'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-1370767892521987341</id><published>2009-07-05T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T03:49:38.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L.I.C Part 1</title><content type='html'>She thought that he knows her .Unfortunately, the answer is wrong. Every time she met him, she felt scared. Her heart started to beat really really fast. Was she ......... no she can't. She musn't. He has a dream girl of his own. She can't just confessed her love to him immeadiately. That is werid. She had made her decision already but will she actually follow it.It's hard for her to choose which path she needs to go too. But for now her most important mission is studying. YUP studying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants to maintain her good results right now.Oh no. The annual dinner.It's coming in two weeks time and she haven't choose what to wear. What is she going to do? But....... will she go? I mean this annual dinner, each of us need a partner to attend this occasion. THIS IS RIDICULOUS!! Who will be asking her to go to the annual dinner? Suddenly, she thought of a plan.A plan that it might work. Maybe there is a chance for her to find out who is her prince charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Written by: Princess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-1370767892521987341?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/1370767892521987341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/07/lic-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/1370767892521987341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/1370767892521987341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/07/lic-part-1.html' title='L.I.C Part 1'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-2446418050406989663</id><published>2009-06-01T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T08:41:11.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Cutie!!!</title><content type='html'>Look at all this chibi anime.They are so cute.LOOK........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiPsQKeW-aI/AAAAAAAAAD4/t2ZtIiphIZc/s1600-h/twocuties-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiPsQKeW-aI/AAAAAAAAAD4/t2ZtIiphIZc/s320/twocuties-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342373345425291682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cat is so adorable......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiPt9fgVo4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/1u-TTdcZ8O8/s1600-h/KITTY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 107px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiPt9fgVo4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/1u-TTdcZ8O8/s320/KITTY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342375223676478338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Sakura so cute.Actually it a wallpaper........man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiPwtpHWAUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/TVDir-n99PA/s1600-h/chibi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiPwtpHWAUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/TVDir-n99PA/s320/chibi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342378249912975682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picnic..........Cool.Foooooooood........yummy........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiPywVdzw3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/wIx1a7f-VFA/s1600-h/weee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiPywVdzw3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/wIx1a7f-VFA/s320/weee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342380495201354610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys cant post more chibi pic.Need 2 get going.Bye guys........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiP2ZH-kc8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/BegR-xrda2c/s1600-h/goodbye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiP2ZH-kc8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/BegR-xrda2c/s320/goodbye.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342384494490186690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-2446418050406989663?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/2446418050406989663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-cutie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/2446418050406989663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/2446418050406989663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-cutie.html' title='How Cutie!!!'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiPsQKeW-aI/AAAAAAAAAD4/t2ZtIiphIZc/s72-c/twocuties-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-5872584301253362519</id><published>2009-05-30T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T02:00:15.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What..............</title><content type='html'>What the hell...............my mother said next Friday we are going for a holiday in PD(Port Dickson).Not that i dont like going there but i going for like 3 days.Haiz.......................that means i going to leave my computer for 3 days.Ahhhhhhhhh..........(sob)................(sob).........And i not going to post and chat with my friends.Anyway,PD is kinda the bored cause the activies there is swimming,playing badminton(favourite sport) and tennis only.One more thing i hate to go is the beach i dont why.Since young i hate going to the beach.Come to thing,there is one there enjoyable is eat.Eat is one of my favourite hobby that why i have to bring a lot of junk food and see down there watching tv or playing gameboy.Wat a bored thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiD1hRRJBtI/AAAAAAAAADw/v7JFjPAGyBs/s1600-h/anime_bored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiD1hRRJBtI/AAAAAAAAADw/v7JFjPAGyBs/s320/anime_bored.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341539109981193938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-5872584301253362519?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/5872584301253362519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/5872584301253362519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/5872584301253362519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/what.html' title='What..............'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiD1hRRJBtI/AAAAAAAAADw/v7JFjPAGyBs/s72-c/anime_bored.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-1771529354432091647</id><published>2009-05-30T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T01:37:43.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend</title><content type='html'>I really miss my best friends.I feel i want to go back to school and see my best friend and i dont know why.All because of HOLIDAYS make me cant see my best friends.Sob...................... i think i have four best friend ya i have four best friends.I am kinda blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Fatin(last year)&lt;br /&gt;2.Mia(last year)&lt;br /&gt;3.Fazlul(since standard 1)&lt;br /&gt;4.Chan(last year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we know each other in a short time except for Fazlul.But our friendship still work out.I still remmember the past when we standard 6.It very fun and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all my friend but in the anime pic.&lt;br /&gt;(who cares is still a pic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiDvNhcZG2I/AAAAAAAAADo/b43Xv0O2kJM/s1600-h/bestfriendsforever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiDvNhcZG2I/AAAAAAAAADo/b43Xv0O2kJM/s320/bestfriendsforever.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341532173656202082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the names are not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not quite sure which is one of us(sweat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw...............................Best Friends Forever...............................&lt;br /&gt;.......................................The End.......................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-1771529354432091647?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/1771529354432091647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/1771529354432091647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/1771529354432091647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-best-friend.html' title='My Best Friend'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SiDvNhcZG2I/AAAAAAAAADo/b43Xv0O2kJM/s72-c/bestfriendsforever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-9179760090457754086</id><published>2009-05-29T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:19:36.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera Man turns into a Killer................</title><content type='html'>If u want to find a camera man.I have the best camera man ever.He can take photos or videos more than 2 hours.The name is .......................Bryton cause today Teacher's Day.He keep on taking Mia's camera and take photos while Mia,Fazlul,Fatin and i were busy talking.He is really really good in talking photos and videos.Believe me cause is true.Hahahahaha...................If Bryton see this i think the first thing he will call me stupid girl or gaara.But i not ejek him but i trying to promote a good camera man.Please dont missundersood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryton talking photo (say cheese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh_cpxNPIXI/AAAAAAAAADI/Oa8yPBgplQA/s1600-h/outlaw1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh_cpxNPIXI/AAAAAAAAADI/Oa8yPBgplQA/s320/outlaw1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341230293226299762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont "say cheese" but said "run for your life" or "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..........(sream)"&lt;br /&gt;Dont kill us we're innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now only "say cheese"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh_f4yq3I4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/xdOZNgZ1yH0/s1600-h/ristuka-camera.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh_f4yq3I4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/xdOZNgZ1yH0/s320/ristuka-camera.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341233849851913090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont is this a girl or a boy.&lt;br /&gt;who cares Bryton u dont mind right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But make sure dont use this camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh_gj7UY2EI/AAAAAAAAADY/GK36VNEEZMY/s1600-h/pokemonphotocamera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh_gj7UY2EI/AAAAAAAAADY/GK36VNEEZMY/s320/pokemonphotocamera.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341234590907947074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahaha..............................sry...still is funny....cant stop laughing..............hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-9179760090457754086?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/9179760090457754086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/camera-man-turns-into-killer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/9179760090457754086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/9179760090457754086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/camera-man-turns-into-killer.html' title='Camera Man turns into a Killer................'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh_cpxNPIXI/AAAAAAAAADI/Oa8yPBgplQA/s72-c/outlaw1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-955911100298106055</id><published>2009-05-29T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:35:18.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>America Idol</title><content type='html'>This year ,America Idol is so rocking than last year.Ahhhhhhhhhhh............Why did Adam Lambert win.I really wish that he win but too bad.So sad.But at last...........Kriss Allen win.My sis said that he is cute althought he got married.Haiz..................I love Adam Lambert sing :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.No boundaries&lt;br /&gt;2.Kiss and Tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Kriss Allen sing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.No boundaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still i still support Adam Lambert.&lt;br /&gt;Let me show the pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Adam Lambert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh_WJhFwnMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/kriCh3n3k2k/s1600-h/adam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh_WJhFwnMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/kriCh3n3k2k/s320/adam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341223142074391746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so cool right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Kriss Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh_YXSXeCMI/AAAAAAAAADA/PZD5jtQUGd0/s1600-h/kris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh_YXSXeCMI/AAAAAAAAADA/PZD5jtQUGd0/s320/kris.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341225577663563970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also kind of cute but very humble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-955911100298106055?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/955911100298106055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/amerika-idol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/955911100298106055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/955911100298106055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/amerika-idol.html' title='America Idol'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh_WJhFwnMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/kriCh3n3k2k/s72-c/adam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-5796376011664091483</id><published>2009-05-29T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T03:21:11.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If u have a friend..........</title><content type='html'>Okay guys let me asked u one question ok.......................Okay.There is a friend that is not really a normal friend but a best friend found a guy that she/he really like.But she/he had just forgotten all her close friend that been  cheering,advised and helping her up and changes.What should u do.I know that a stupiest question ever but tell me how to solve it.Tell me at the c-box or write in the comment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh-2sKonTNI/AAAAAAAAACw/dtaM329GyEY/s1600-h/Lacus000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh-2sKonTNI/AAAAAAAAACw/dtaM329GyEY/s320/Lacus000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341188552969899218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-5796376011664091483?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/5796376011664091483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-u-have-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/5796376011664091483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/5796376011664091483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-u-have-friend.html' title='If u have a friend..........'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh-2sKonTNI/AAAAAAAAACw/dtaM329GyEY/s72-c/Lacus000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-113996127760835327</id><published>2009-05-29T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:44:04.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays Guys!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Holidays!!!!!!!!!!!!yah.I happy cause i going to Port Dickson that wat my mother said and i sad cause i cant see my friends especially Mia,Fazlul and Fatin.Sob......sob.But i still can chat with them :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia(never chat with her)sweat&lt;br /&gt;Fazlul(never chat with her)sweat&lt;br /&gt;Fatin(sms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come Fazlul and Mia never chat.Oh ya i dont have their e-mail.How stupid am i.But no worries i have my graduction book that contents ppl pic,birthday and hotmail.Yah.Promblem is solve.But lucky i have Fatin's phone number.I can tell u her phone number is 016-2335489(dont call cause its faked)Hahahaha............But before the school ends i hugged Mia,Fazlul and Fatin.I gonna really miss them so much.Btw.........Happy Holidays!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh-TnPir_nI/AAAAAAAAACo/RhjD4ftVUEI/s1600-h/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh-TnPir_nI/AAAAAAAAACo/RhjD4ftVUEI/s320/happy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341149985480900210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-113996127760835327?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/113996127760835327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-holidays-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/113996127760835327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/113996127760835327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-holidays-guys.html' title='Happy Holidays Guys!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh-TnPir_nI/AAAAAAAAACo/RhjD4ftVUEI/s72-c/happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-1897865446313210035</id><published>2009-05-28T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T00:21:59.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh.......</title><content type='html'>Today my school celebrate Teachers Day so i thought it will be fun than my primary school.Everybody was so boring siting in the hall doing nothing.So Mia,Fazlul,Fatin and I started to talk about gossips,talking pic and telling who we like.It made us forgot the bored.It was so much fun until the probates ask us to keep quiet but we did care.Suddenly,I was so shocked of something.I saw a couple laying down at each other shoulder.And that so sweet.............(actually for my friends and me we hate it)because this was different cause they were touching each other hands and almost like hugging i think.We were so shocked and we feel so sicked cause of something.We talk the gossips until after school and it was really so much fun.But I kesian somebody that is nesaline(sry if spell wrong) cause nobody talk to her.After school,i was kind of sad cause i had to leave my friends because of SCHOOLS HOLIDAYS so sad.Not that SCHOOLS HOLIDAYS is bad but leave from your friends is the saddest thing ever.Believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SHOCK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh-Jcu0yPEI/AAAAAAAAACg/9EH4jEh0424/s1600-h/scared.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh-Jcu0yPEI/AAAAAAAAACg/9EH4jEh0424/s320/scared.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341138809783467074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-1897865446313210035?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/1897865446313210035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/1897865446313210035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/1897865446313210035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh.......'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh-Jcu0yPEI/AAAAAAAAACg/9EH4jEh0424/s72-c/scared.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-2768398226716021438</id><published>2009-05-27T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:09:45.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow i so happy today cause my exam already finish.So happy.But now i busy again cause of my sivik project (sweat).Haiz............haiz.Too bad for me.But still i happy.But i wish that my results is good.I got one subject which is Math(favourite subject).But i dont want to tell the marks.And tomorrow my school is celebrating Teacher's Day.Yah.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh44PmmYW3I/AAAAAAAAACY/qorS6t9Z1co/s1600-h/happy-9.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh44PmmYW3I/AAAAAAAAACY/qorS6t9Z1co/s320/happy-9.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340768048818707314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-2768398226716021438?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/2768398226716021438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/2768398226716021438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/2768398226716021438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally.html' title='Finally!!!'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sh44PmmYW3I/AAAAAAAAACY/qorS6t9Z1co/s72-c/happy-9.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-4117845676988056763</id><published>2009-05-11T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T05:11:01.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art class</title><content type='html'>Today my art class teacher ask us to do Mother and Father's day together.So,she already made some frame for us she ask us to choose it.So,i choose and paint nicely.After,my teacher us some clay that is so stinking smelly that i feel i want .....................better not said it.That stinking smelly wet clay is so cold that it freezing my hand to death.The whole day my hand is so smelly.I will never ever want to touch that stinking smelly,wet and cold clay.I really want to cry for touching that thing.Cried..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SggVsMknNvI/AAAAAAAAACI/KHtOrxETN70/s1600-h/crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SggVsMknNvI/AAAAAAAAACI/KHtOrxETN70/s320/crying.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334537607653570290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-4117845676988056763?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/4117845676988056763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/art-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/4117845676988056763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/4117845676988056763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/art-class.html' title='Art class'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SggVsMknNvI/AAAAAAAAACI/KHtOrxETN70/s72-c/crying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-481255580495972146</id><published>2009-05-05T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:44:36.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shhhhhhhhhh.............</title><content type='html'>Actually i am in the ICTL computer.I curi-curi masuk sahaja.Hehehehehehehehe.This stupid Sharanjeet really damn annoying.Anyway i so jealous today for something but can't tell(only Fatin knows).I so jealons until i broke two corrections tape.I so angry.But Sharanjeet cool me down by talking funny staff.So damn boring today.Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh............................Why am i always shouting.So stupid lah me.Nothing to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-481255580495972146?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/481255580495972146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/shhhhhhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/481255580495972146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/481255580495972146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/shhhhhhhhhh.html' title='Shhhhhhhhhh.............'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-7323014346186102521</id><published>2009-05-05T19:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:22:48.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat wrong with me!!!!</title><content type='html'>I seriously an idiot and a clumsy girl.I drop down again and it the same place.I am such an idiot.I was like going out of the class with Sharanjeet.I put my hand in her back and my leg stuck in that stupid bloody hole.And i drop and this time a from 3 boy saw me drop.Actually that guy is my sis's friend.He laugh and said why u drop.I was so embrassing.Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....................I seriously hate myself.And i got hurt.My both arm and one of my leg.So pain somemore swallen already.Cried...........................My mum solded me for such a clumsy girl.And fair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-7323014346186102521?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/7323014346186102521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/wat-wrong-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/7323014346186102521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/7323014346186102521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/05/wat-wrong-with-me.html' title='Wat wrong with me!!!!'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-4999808422855340595</id><published>2009-04-28T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:08:23.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naruto character......</title><content type='html'>This is my favourite pic......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SfcH0nY1BFI/AAAAAAAAABo/9Ku5GoJWJKA/s1600-h/Gaara-30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SfcH0nY1BFI/AAAAAAAAABo/9Ku5GoJWJKA/s320/Gaara-30.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329737284523983954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Fatin and Mia's favourite pic......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SfcJHNLS3wI/AAAAAAAAABw/eUcGHHPoIu0/s1600-h/Kakashi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SfcJHNLS3wI/AAAAAAAAABw/eUcGHHPoIu0/s320/Kakashi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329738703417040642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Chan's favourite pic...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SfcMj1iAY5I/AAAAAAAAACA/pRH5brfuCj8/s1600-h/main01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SfcMj1iAY5I/AAAAAAAAACA/pRH5brfuCj8/s320/main01.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329742493820937106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That proof that none of this ppl like this guy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SfcKDfkA0hI/AAAAAAAAAB4/s9fUE7eywsc/s1600-h/sAsUkE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SfcKDfkA0hI/AAAAAAAAAB4/s9fUE7eywsc/s320/sAsUkE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329739739144704530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding...........hehehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-4999808422855340595?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SfcH0nY1BFI/AAAAAAAAABo/9Ku5GoJWJKA/s72-c/Gaara-30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-3007291165806351500</id><published>2009-04-28T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:31:52.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SfcEvlbXRAI/AAAAAAAAABg/JvBle2ti6UI/s1600-h/gaara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SfcEvlbXRAI/AAAAAAAAABg/JvBle2ti6UI/s320/gaara.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329733899563516930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.......gaara is so kind and loving to his stepsis and bro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-3007291165806351500?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/3007291165806351500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/04/comic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/3007291165806351500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/3007291165806351500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/04/comic.html' title='Comic....'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SfcEvlbXRAI/AAAAAAAAABg/JvBle2ti6UI/s72-c/gaara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-1159812426352845616</id><published>2009-04-28T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:21:35.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Piano Class.......</title><content type='html'>Actually,I was so scare to go inside but I still went in the class.I thought the techer will be strict like my old one.But when I went in  she was nice to me.I was so relieved.She asked some question and tested me.I was nervous and I play it wrongly.I will in the lower lever if I play it wrongly.AHHHHHHHHHH...............it's ok lah.But the worst part is she not my teacher.My teacher is her brother.DIE...........cause I never had a man teacher.So nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic that i play very happy........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sfb__ssnOII/AAAAAAAAABQ/a-SlDs2sbF0/s1600-h/GirlplayingpianoMiki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sfb__ssnOII/AAAAAAAAABQ/a-SlDs2sbF0/s320/GirlplayingpianoMiki.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329728678834681986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the pic that I'm crying.....but I not so pretty than this girl......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SfcCFSOdnFI/AAAAAAAAABY/s-9VEbmcDhQ/s1600-h/anime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/SfcCFSOdnFI/AAAAAAAAABY/s-9VEbmcDhQ/s320/anime.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329730973831371858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-1159812426352845616?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/1159812426352845616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-new-piano-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/1159812426352845616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212251728655797197/posts/default/1159812426352845616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-new-piano-class.html' title='My New Piano Class.......'/><author><name>Eliza Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14768370710285784720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sfb__ssnOII/AAAAAAAAABQ/a-SlDs2sbF0/s72-c/GirlplayingpianoMiki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212251728655797197.post-7524077910892175054</id><published>2009-04-28T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T05:47:46.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clumsy me!!!!!</title><content type='html'>After school,I was so rushing.I packed my bag quickly wihout doing my duty but I asked Kenneth to do it for me and I promised to do his duty for him.After I came out of my class.I speed up my walking and I didnt realised there was a big hole and I tripped it.I was like lying on the floor.Then,everybody was like laughing at me even me.Then,Sharanjeet and me was like keep on laughing andlaughing.But lucky only my classmates saw that I dropped on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sfb6poGScrI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZI7tTCxvNXQ/s1600-h/LOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3Y24c0y4Tk/Sfb6poGScrI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZI7tTCxvNXQ/s320/LOL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329722802084934322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212251728655797197-7524077910892175054?l=elizatan1996.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizatan1996.blogspot.com/feeds/7524077910892175054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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