<?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-7382685332332592707</id><updated>2011-07-31T12:09:24.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LUMA'S SCRIBBLES</title><subtitle type='html'>When life gives you lemons, take it and turn it into lemonades. That's what people always say. Those are just words and to turn it into actions, it seems impossible.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-5203024955963749275</id><published>2011-01-18T12:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T12:46:46.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the heart wants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;doing what ur heart really wants is important&lt;br /&gt;like choosing what to do later in the future&lt;br /&gt;like me before, i chose to study engineering in curtin bkoz i didnt wanna go far&lt;br /&gt;but i failed half of my subjects and ended up wasting money and my time&lt;br /&gt;so now im doing what i love&lt;br /&gt;Multimedia design in Swinburne&lt;br /&gt;i always wnted to be an animator&lt;br /&gt;make cartoons and animate them&lt;br /&gt;it brings me joy when audiences gv positive responds to my work&lt;br /&gt;maybe soon later in life, i'll be animating cartoons alongside Tim Burton&lt;br /&gt;. . . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;luma&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/7382685332332592707-5203024955963749275?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/5203024955963749275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=5203024955963749275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/5203024955963749275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/5203024955963749275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-heart-wants.html' title='what the heart wants'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-5648028140013490427</id><published>2011-01-17T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T23:00:00.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To whom I declare my beau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've been together for 2 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it seems like it was just yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I blurted out my feelings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imagine the hours we've spent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No money can buy those kind of memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;U treat me like a princess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and u go along with all my silliness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even if I acted like an ass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every seconds ticking by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even if the ocean goes dry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I promise I won't ever let our love die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not ever again and i know we'll get by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll keep u under my wings and fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some people don't like us together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every time they try, it makes us stronger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They have no idea our hearts shines brighter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Than their minds which are getting sicker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll always pray for them so they'll be better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This if for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My only one, you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our love is beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A collision of two different worlds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Special and one of a kind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . . . . . . . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;luma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/7382685332332592707-5648028140013490427?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/5648028140013490427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=5648028140013490427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/5648028140013490427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/5648028140013490427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-you.html' title='For You'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-8266925957853851122</id><published>2011-01-17T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T22:34:40.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is a genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i believe everything in this world happens for a reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why God gave some people the ability to be great and some people to be losers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why God made some of us poor and some of us filthy rich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who knows us better if not our own Father in Heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He sees our future way before we do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We plan, He makes it a reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like what my lil brother says, HOPE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which means; Happens Only if Prayer is Enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything happens with a purpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It leads to many ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It depends on the choice u make in the beginning of the line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With everything we plan it must comes with faith and prayer for God's guidance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . . . . . . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at this moment, family is everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but family can also be the cause of a destruction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we just try to hold on and stick with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;looking forward to what might happen and what God has actually planned for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its scary at times but we must not look back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its always positive to look forward even how bad the circumstances might be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to me, my family; mama, my brothers and my heart is very important to me now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we count on each other for support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we cannot abandon each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we are a team and we always look out for each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who ever tries to hurt one of us, its war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hope God guide my family through this tornado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;may He give us courage and strength to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;help us open our eyes to the greener side of the field.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;open our hearts to receive and give chances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . . . . . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;luma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-8266925957853851122?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/8266925957853851122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=8266925957853851122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8266925957853851122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8266925957853851122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2011/01/he-is-genius.html' title='He is a genius'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-1300166270344753230</id><published>2010-09-04T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T00:36:03.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feelings</title><content type='html'>what i'm feeling now may just be FEELINGS..&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not sure to trust these feelings...&lt;br /&gt;what i'm feeling right now is betrayed, cheated, paranoid, sad, tears are just hanging by the corner of my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;could it be that i'm just lonely?&lt;br /&gt;could it be that i've used to mingle there and not here?&lt;br /&gt;goodness...&lt;br /&gt;i'm never like this..&lt;br /&gt;never used to be like this..&lt;br /&gt;i used to be sensible and i believe in loyalty..&lt;br /&gt;now, it just seemed that every word is a lie..&lt;br /&gt;what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;how is the best way to deal with this?&lt;br /&gt;i don't want things to go out of control than i know the truth...&lt;br /&gt;even if the truth is revealed..&lt;br /&gt;how sure am i that it is not just another lie?&lt;br /&gt;these days lies are often told than the truth..&lt;br /&gt;it is fond by majority of people..&lt;br /&gt;white lies? its also a lie..&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe if its a lie for something good..&lt;br /&gt;a lie is a lie.. &lt;br /&gt;no difference..&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i have the ability to read minds and hearts..&lt;br /&gt;so i would if my feelings are true or i'm just being paranoid..&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;br /&gt;i am confused.. hmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-1300166270344753230?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/1300166270344753230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=1300166270344753230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/1300166270344753230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/1300166270344753230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2010/09/feelings.html' title='feelings'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-2652909715445624717</id><published>2010-06-23T03:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T04:09:37.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not even will do us part.</title><content type='html'>Lying down in your arms,&lt;br /&gt;I never wanna get up,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna feel you close to me,&lt;br /&gt;Play and tease your hair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuddle up on your couch,&lt;br /&gt;Watch our favorite movie on TV,&lt;br /&gt;Tickle my feet with yours, &lt;br /&gt;Kiss my forehead and tell me you love me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let you go before,&lt;br /&gt;I was filled up with jealousy and anger,&lt;br /&gt;I was suffering inside &amp; reached a point where i hate you,&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside I missed you &amp; baby I need you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you baby,&lt;br /&gt;I need you every now and then,&lt;br /&gt;You mean so much to me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna let you go again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that you came back,&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for what you've did,&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that He opened my heart again,&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful we are together once more,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night before I close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I bow down my head and pray,&lt;br /&gt;That every morning when I wake up,&lt;br /&gt;You'll be there lying next to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you this,&lt;br /&gt;You have my heart,&lt;br /&gt;You have my soul, &lt;br /&gt;I love you &amp; I'll never let you go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do this alone baby,&lt;br /&gt;Please promise to me too,&lt;br /&gt;You'll never let me go,&lt;br /&gt;That we'll be together forever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets make a solemn vow,&lt;br /&gt;Never to leave each other's side,&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours baby,&lt;br /&gt;Not even death will do us part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to Busi Busi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-2652909715445624717?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/2652909715445624717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=2652909715445624717' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/2652909715445624717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/2652909715445624717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2010/06/not-even-death-can-set-us-apart.html' title='not even will do us part.'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-8169877087286220489</id><published>2010-06-17T13:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T13:17:09.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't let me do this alone</title><content type='html'>hmmm... i don't know.. i just... hmmm.. i just feel so empty inside...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-8169877087286220489?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/8169877087286220489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=8169877087286220489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8169877087286220489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8169877087286220489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-let-me-do-this-alone.html' title='don&apos;t let me do this alone'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-6739055892316261068</id><published>2010-05-10T16:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T16:53:14.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just appreciate.</title><content type='html'>this month has been an eye opening month for me.. other than being admitted into Kuching Specialist for kidney infection for 5 torturing and suffering days, i've learned that in life things are unpredictable and cruel and amazing at the same time.. overall its a fucking mess.. what we can do to make life a lil bit easier is to just appreciate.. appreciate what u have.. now i appreciate my kidneys more! dnt always be whining and complaining about the things u dont hv.. it doesnt matter.. material or people.. but most importantly what and who u should appreciate in ur life are the people who loves u.. these are the people u shud not ever ever ever ever forget to tell them u love them or u miss them or u r thinking about them.. ok.. if u dont know who these people are, let me gve u a hint.. ok, this people who u shud appreciate are that, they are always there; &lt;br /&gt;1) when u r healthy or sick &lt;br /&gt;2) when u r happy or sad&lt;br /&gt;3) when there is a need for a punching bag &lt;br /&gt;4) when u r being an asshole &lt;br /&gt;5) when the world turn its back on u... &lt;br /&gt;sound familiar? well, to me, these people are my family.. the blood which is running through my veins.. which keeps my heart beating for 20 long years.. &lt;br /&gt;bk0z life is unpredictable.. u never know when they will be taken away from u forever.. dont wait till its too late to tell smeone u love dat u care for them and how much they really mean to u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;the sound of the clock&lt;br /&gt;the time is moving&lt;br /&gt;but kinda disturbing&lt;br /&gt;its so darn slow i cant tolerate&lt;br /&gt;it makes my heart ache&lt;br /&gt;im impatient for the soon to come&lt;br /&gt;it makes me wanna drown&lt;br /&gt;i want to feel the familiar breeze&lt;br /&gt;the feeling so genuine my happiness increase&lt;br /&gt;the familiar arms that take me in n hug me close&lt;br /&gt;who never left me alone behind close doors&lt;br /&gt;home here i come in 2 hours time&lt;br /&gt;soon i'll be there by the clock strikes nine&lt;br /&gt;dont be late coz i missed my roots&lt;br /&gt;also coz i cant stand anymore in these boots&lt;br /&gt;i dont need no flowers neither do presents&lt;br /&gt;jz be there for me i don't want absents&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the familiar smile who wears no mask&lt;br /&gt;from the person who loves me without questions asked&lt;br /&gt;home home home my sweet sweet home&lt;br /&gt;even when i'm far away i am never alone&lt;br /&gt;see you when i see you&lt;br /&gt;we do have a lot of catching up to do... ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-1264719931250830531?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/1264719931250830531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=1264719931250830531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/1264719931250830531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/1264719931250830531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2010/04/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-2354175534655845271</id><published>2010-04-22T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T23:30:08.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!!</title><content type='html'>ok.. imagine having to wait for like almost a month for something when u knw u hv everything ready! damn im sooooo darn happy!! XD i wud like to thank Daddy n Mama for making this possible... n to a special person who is ready to run up n down for me.. n for diz thing i hv been die-ing to posses n lay my hands on.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-2354175534655845271?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/2354175534655845271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=2354175534655845271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/2354175534655845271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/2354175534655845271'/><link 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center; "&gt;Carol, Fabian &amp;amp; Sin Tiew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Well, dats just 1 out of 3 of our group&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;most of them are probably busy or not around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;1st day, we went to visit 7 houses!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;imagine.. 7 houses in a day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;goodness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S31f3hsQEOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/U6lIxm6Nezo/s1600-h/IMG00998-20100217-1358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S31f3hsQEOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/U6lIxm6Nezo/s320/IMG00998-20100217-1358.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439609332474843362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can u spot me? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the 2nd day, we visited the crocodile farm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its been long since i went there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we also went to marina bay n other places too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mmmm~ so fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jz being wid friends n having fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;these type of friends cannot be replaced...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and memories which cant be erased...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love dem to bits!&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;&lt;br 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erased!'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S31f3hsQEOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/U6lIxm6Nezo/s72-c/IMG00998-20100217-1358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-1145054380293763497</id><published>2010-02-15T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T01:34:42.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday.V-day.CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Its Sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Its V-day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Its CNY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I'm wearing RED! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;dressed for the occasion...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S3gz5c5eKHI/AAAAAAAAAKc/bIm4eAEcW14/s1600-h/IMG00855-20100214-1426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S3gz5c5eKHI/AAAAAAAAAKc/bIm4eAEcW14/s320/IMG00855-20100214-1426.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438153612152678514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;except for the cap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was in the shop, it looked cute so i tried it on and snap a pict! :D&lt;br /&gt;Went to church around 11am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;den went to walk around in Parkson...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lots of flowers n teddies for sale~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cute cute ones...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awww~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;den bought an LV sling bag!! love it to bits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;den cme bck home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;watched thailand horror movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;den nw im afraid to sleep alone! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh well.. dats hw i spent my Sunday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;happy V-day ppl~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tke cre n gdnyte!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;But I know youre a liar&lt;br /&gt;cause when we kiss&lt;br /&gt;Ooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late at night&lt;br /&gt;Youre taking me home&lt;br /&gt;You say you wanna stay&lt;br /&gt;But I want you to go&lt;br /&gt;Say I dont love you&lt;br /&gt;But you know Im a liar&lt;br /&gt;cause when we kiss&lt;br /&gt;Ooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a hold on me right from the start&lt;br /&gt;A grip so tight I couldnt tear it apart&lt;br /&gt;My nerves all jumpin actin like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Your kisses might burn&lt;br /&gt;But my heart stays cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were Romeo and Juliet&lt;br /&gt;Sampson and Delilah&lt;br /&gt;Baby you can bet&lt;br /&gt;They were burnin with desire&lt;br /&gt;If I say split&lt;br /&gt;Then you know that Id be lying&lt;br /&gt;cause when we kiss&lt;br /&gt;Ooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we kiss&lt;br /&gt;Im on fire&lt;br /&gt;Your tenderness&lt;br /&gt;Gives me desire&lt;br /&gt;I cant resist&lt;br /&gt;Your tender lips&lt;br /&gt;When we kiss&lt;br /&gt;Ooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we kiss&lt;br /&gt;Im on fire&lt;br /&gt;Your tenderness&lt;br /&gt;Gives me desire&lt;br /&gt;I cant resist&lt;br /&gt;Your tender lips&lt;br /&gt;When we kiss&lt;br /&gt;Ooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-3246531929039391145?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/3246531929039391145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=3246531929039391145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to think love was like Cinderella's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Impossible but yet her dreams came true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watched Snow White since I was 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fascinated and amazed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By how true love kiss can bring a girl back to life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My real journey started when I was 15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I got my first kiss in the back seat of a car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was scared but it felt heavenly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like the world was mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soon it came crashing down like hard bricks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I knew he wasn't that into me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I stopped believing in fairytale endings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The very first time I shed a tear because of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He caught my attention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When he picked me up from an emotional breakdown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He dusted me and bring me back to life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been in an on off relationship with him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like a switch on a cracked wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;leading to a ticking bomb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It finally blew up when I caught him cheating on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Putting Joy's number under a boy's name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I stopped believing in fairytale endings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The very first time I shed a tear because of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;He was funny and smells great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;He was my girlfriend's bestfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;We met the 1st time at the benches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I can't stop thinking about him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;We became friends and talked all night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;When we are far from each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;We miss the company&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;There is when I knew I was in love with him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;But wishes never come true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Always breaking the promises he makes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I got tired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I can't stand it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I stopped believing in fairytale endings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The very first time I shed a tear because of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not wrong to believe in fairytale endings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just remember to apply it to the real world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be in love but always be rational&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go crazy but keep your sanity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me fairytale endings are best told in books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not in real life&lt;/div&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-4476385577906871798?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/4476385577906871798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=4476385577906871798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/4476385577906871798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/4476385577906871798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2010/02/fairytale-endings.html' title='Fairytale Endings'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-4728721912349931666</id><published>2010-02-10T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T15:40:19.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship is like teeth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here is my weird methodology about relationships...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mmmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;relationship is kinda like teeth..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if u don't take good care of a relationship...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it will go hair wire...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;likeeeee teeth..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if u don't brush it and clean and tke care of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;u'll have cavities!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when u don't pay attention to ur shaky relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it'll soon break down slowwwwwly~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;also like teeth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when u don't pay attention the holes in ur teeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and jz let it be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it will pain like hell and it'll rot! worst than migrain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when it rots and can't be save...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not even root canal or wadever surgery...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;same goes to ur relationship...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;u hv to yank it out and its over for u and ur damn teeth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fake teeth? mmmmmm.... sounds like a second chance....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;second chance are like ticking bombs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so better take good care of wad u hv...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;don't go spoil it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;don't tke anything for granted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;appreciate wad u hv and love it wid all ur heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-4728721912349931666?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/4728721912349931666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=4728721912349931666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/4728721912349931666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/4728721912349931666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2010/02/relationship-is-like-teeth.html' title='Relationship is like teeth!'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-5292377512689291937</id><published>2010-02-10T13:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:17:38.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plastered My Broken Heart With a Plastic Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here is a story u can feast on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;two love story which is long gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;both different tale but similar tingling vibe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sit down and sink your teeth in 1/4 of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here goes the 1st tale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;met him at this bbq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we shared the love for cats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he looked so great with his dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;girl, the kind of feeling when you spot the perfect dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;u know what i mean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll let u figure out the rest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we text he called everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;never get bored even when he just called to say hye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my bff Jue told me i was in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;coz she saw me dancing like a fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;laughing and giggling to myself though it ain't cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was happy soooo on cloud 7 8 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;told me he misses me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;told me he loved me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;asked me on a date i'll never forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;met up in town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when i saw him in the distance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i felt like my whole world was turned upside down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went to the movies for our 1st date&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;showed off his left dimple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pinch him on his tummy which made him twitched&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;had a principal of my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I never kiss a guy on the first date"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it just felt so right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i gave in, lean back in his arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it felt divine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i never wanted the date to be over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he gave me a kiss on the hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;waved goodbye and gone from my sight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was our 1st and our last&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it didn't last long like how i expected&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 3 weeks passed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in a blink of an eye all the love turned to dust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was heart broken all inside out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;since then no one can sweep me off my feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can feel my whole body crumbles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;damn, i was broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ready for my 2nd story?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it happened recently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but my feelings for him was forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;French called it Noel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An alternative word for Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never thought I could ever have this feeling for him again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Liked him since the 1st time i saw him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was young by then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thought it was just a childhood crush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, i never thought i liked him this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A feeling i recognize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The feeling that was long gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which i thought was lost for good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He told me he was insecure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Told him he has everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has nothing be be afraid of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had our moments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd do anything and everything to see him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hugged him at the strike 0f new year just to feel him near&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dyed his hair just to touch his hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd give in everything for him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I guess I wasn't his type&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Should I just forget him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and let this thought slide?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The way I see things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is not meant to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe God has much better plan for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But all the things he does is so sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They blow me away, sweep me off my feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damn, he was a real treat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now you see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do get hurt as much as u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd take it all in and hold it in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take it as a compass to my next journey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Further into the future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My life is full of agony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just that I swallow it all in and cover it all up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plastered my broken heart with a plastic smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Used to act tough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now I really am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for the pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I've gained&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something precious even money can't buy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something so rare not even written in books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night, I sat in my room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Confused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The tears i've cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The angers that i've screamed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm done&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;&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;&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;&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/7382685332332592707-5292377512689291937?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/5292377512689291937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=5292377512689291937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/5292377512689291937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/5292377512689291937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2010/02/plastered-my-broken-heart-with-plastic.html' title='Plastered My Broken Heart With a Plastic Smile'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-6948935747381766547</id><published>2010-02-09T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T22:53:18.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday is Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Days are flying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Streets are lined up with flower booths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the spirit for Saint Valentines Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If Valentine's was only on the 14th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then there is no love the whole year except for February&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;V-day is to celebrate affection and love between intimate companions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;V-day is to celebrate affection and love with all the people u care..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not only between intimate companions..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scratch that if u will!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, don't get all down and blue if u dont hv a date&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or not receiving a heart shaped box&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or a bouquet of roses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just get up on ur ass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pick up the phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plan a day out wid some ur friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who doesnt seem to have a date too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheer up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;U can hv a date anytime other than V-day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;V-day is just like other normal days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just that u see couples around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wearing the same coloured tops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a bouquet of flower in a lady's arm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe the 1st time u see a guy looking so clean and sleek! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't forget to tell those people u care about that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YOU LOVE THEM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hug them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kiss them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;be extra nice (alwys be extra nice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;be sweet and maybe give some sweets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take Care ppl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daphne&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/7382685332332592707-6948935747381766547?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/6948935747381766547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-2018887625055698343</id><published>2010-02-09T12:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T12:51:51.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What got me go.. Awwwwwwwwww~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Went to Betty's pet shop earlier today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;to buy Lakin's &amp;amp; Loki's food..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;n I saw the cutest thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;a maltese mix shih tzu pup!! goodness me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;she was so adorable..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;so tiny....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/198/477993821_0079194851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/198/477993821_0079194851.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well this is not the actual pup i saw...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bt it looked like diz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;looooook at dat face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gggrrrr!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im in loveee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i gotta hav diz lil baby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i dnt care hw..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wadever it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i will have this adorable angel~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-2018887625055698343?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/2018887625055698343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=2018887625055698343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/2018887625055698343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/2018887625055698343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-got-me-go-awwwwwwwwww.html' title='What got me go.. Awwwwwwwwww~'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/198/477993821_0079194851_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-7456914522366825718</id><published>2010-02-09T00:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:20:44.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay my broken heart with your sufferings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clock is ticking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Glanced over at my bedside alarm clock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sigh heavily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wishing that the left side of my bed wasn't empty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dust covering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spiders having awesome parties next to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Creepy I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lonely for sure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is nothing I can do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You did what you did&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I can't love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tried, still I can't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't lick what I've spat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A broken vase cannot be perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marks and dent everywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hard as corals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but soft as wool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rebellious as the monsoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but soft as the morning breeze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's who I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm easy to please but hard to give out trust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once broken considered sold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pay my broken heart with your sufferings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just can't love you anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-7456914522366825718?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-5846729096299187595</id><published>2010-02-08T13:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T13:30:45.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est La Vie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waking up to the sounds of disturbed heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sat up at the edge of my bed for 5 minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wondering why life is difficult&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its full of mystery and its a jigsaw puzzle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing ever turns out to be how u want it to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It either turn out to be bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or if u are lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It might turn out to be how u wished it would be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;C'est la vie said Uncle Mike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Qui, je sais says I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frankly, I haven't have a clue why it is like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder how life is if its easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, here is what i think it would be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It'll be boring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No excitement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So predictable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;U jz know what is going to happen round the next corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone is the same!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PREDICTABILITY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeez.. It'll be sooo damn boring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I am thankful for my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been through sad times n happy times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet love and breakups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loyalty and betrayals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Met so many good people and not so pleasent ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This has taught me a lot about how real life would be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No more fairytales or happy endings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;U cant have everything u want like wad u did wid ur doll house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is a mystery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gotta be careful and think before u leap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or u'll end up behind the wrong door.&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;&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/7382685332332592707-5846729096299187595?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/5846729096299187595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=5846729096299187595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/5846729096299187595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/5846729096299187595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2010/02/welcome-to-real-life.html' title='C&apos;est La Vie'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-5502697636946170711</id><published>2010-02-07T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:44:03.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Troubled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;damn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seriously i feel like hell...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so many things in my head...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n in my heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nothing seemed to be possible..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all i need now is Him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can feel myself breaking down piece by piece...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am strong... tough like corals...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but sometimes i get tired...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wen i get tired, i jz break down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;slowly gone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nothing seemed to be right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hope this is only the beginning of the year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and soon it'll be owkey...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dealing wid all types of shit..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from inside the house and outside!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fuck!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the world is really giving me lemons..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i bet dey r planting lemon trees for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i alrdy hv a lot in my basket...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n i hvnt found all the ingredients to turn it all into lemonades... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;goodness me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God, help me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-5502697636946170711?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/5502697636946170711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=5502697636946170711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/5502697636946170711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/5502697636946170711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2010/02/troubled.html' title='Troubled'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-3110493288599145705</id><published>2010-02-07T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:02:10.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Post for 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;happy new year!!~ 2010...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh well.. its february... haha too late for that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i jz remembered i had a blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its jz a place for me to let out somethings i cnt do in life.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mmmmm well not really...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahah.. jz some nonsense dat i would love the world to gossip about... :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;owkey.. my year started awesome!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;did things i never thought i had the guts too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;likeeeeeee..... killing a cockcroach wid my bare feet... euw!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dat i still cnt get over it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;broke up wid my bf....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n i've been single for like a month n 5 days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seriously, honestly, the longest ive been single is for jz 2-3 days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i dnt like to get lonely...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love being loved n love to love..!~ dats me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bt den now, i jz feel like taking a verrrryy loooooooong break from giving out love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i jz want to love myslf...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bk0z i feel like i hvnt been able to do so for a long time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what i found out about being single is dat i hv a lot of advantages...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. i can do wadever i wnt without hurting anybody..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. i dont hv to worry about other ppl's needs except for my family's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. i dnt hv to check my phone everytime for texts..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. this doesnt seem to change though, my bills are still sky high.. haha weird...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but to be honest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;being single is hard..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for me dat is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am a vry passionate person n i love to be sweet~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love to mke ppl happy... especially d ones i love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n i especially love to be hug!! i loveeeeee hugs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on the bright side...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i still hv my friends.. i can always love dem..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.i can always hug dem.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wadever happens in my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll always know i hv my friends and family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love them so much...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wad the heck...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2010!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESSE NEW YEAR!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wid love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-3110493288599145705?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-8973251416111946243</id><published>2009-12-03T09:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T09:32:11.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How time flys~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;phewww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look out ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is flying fffffaaaaaaaassstttt...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang on to ur seats or to a lamp post or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or u'll look something like diz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/03_02/2BlownOverBNPS_800x548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 548px;" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/03_02/2BlownOverBNPS_800x548.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ahaaa~ i ain't kiddin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is hw i look like wen i didnt realise hw the fucking time jz pass by in a matter of seconds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, appreciate time and the ones u love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherish every moment and every chance u get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz there ain't gonna be chance which is gud like the 1st...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this 3 months flys fast like this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i miss him like crazy alrdy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-8973251416111946243?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-1430630655710562856</id><published>2009-10-25T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:32:59.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end up disappointed..</title><content type='html'>i dnt noe.. sometimes i feel like i don't matter that much.. almost everytime we meet nw, i feel disappointed.. i dnt noe y... eventhough he has helped me so much financially.. but then its still not enuf.. im not trying to be a brat but what is not enuf is his attention.. i dnt gv a shit about the money or wadever shit he buys me.. i jz want his attention! everytime we r together, there is must be something.. there is always something comes up..! i dnt noe.. maybe i dnt show him much love or attention.. but.. i m trying my best.. i always mke sure that he is happy... give him wad he wnts... i dnt noe.. but i feel like i dnt matter that much to him... dats hw i feel.. n dats from my point of view.. i dnt know about from his point of view.. i am trying everything i can to do to get his attention and spend time wid him before i go bck miri for my 3 months holiday.. bk0z wen the holiday starts, it'll be 3 months i won't get to c him.. dats hard 4 me... i love him wid all my heart. and i try my very best to let him noe dat i do... but stil i feel it isnt enuf.. hmmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-1430630655710562856?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/1430630655710562856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=1430630655710562856' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>dammit man.... i havnt done much for my course... shit shit shit.. packaging for design studies is due next week.. TUESDAY!!! n i hvnt even confirm d design and print it out... goodness me.... perghhh.. den i hv 11 interior drawing... den i hv 9 drawings for mr.greg's klaz due the week after next week.. shit man.. den i hv another assignmnt coming up for graphic design.. dammit!!! i gotta get things done.. if not... im really in deep shit! oh ya.. englisshhh... fuck man! i m all packed.. help me~ :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-1746852511459034957?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/1746852511459034957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=1746852511459034957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/1746852511459034957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/1746852511459034957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/10/gotta-get-things-done.html' title='gotta get things done!'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-6703552087338869113</id><published>2009-10-08T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:25:30.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day and night..</title><content type='html'>day and night..&lt;div&gt;its different...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the colors...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the situation and the environment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the feelings u feel wen its day light its more to fun and cheerful..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u'll feel scared, alone and lonely wen u hv no one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dats hw i feel wen its night time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hv no friends to hang out with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n life is so much harder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cry most of the time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i try to stay stronger...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i noe the reason y i m away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to have a bright future...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but how can have a bright future...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wen its dark, she loses her grip...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and fall into the darkness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;day and night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even the stars are having more fun than me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wad m i gonna do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is hard wen u r alone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alone in ur room..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;staring at nothing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its scary... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will i also live this way wen im old?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it scares me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;day and night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two different views...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so contrast with each other...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7382685332332592707-6703552087338869113?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/6703552087338869113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=6703552087338869113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/6703552087338869113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/6703552087338869113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-and-night.html' title='day and night..'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-7998385313922229461</id><published>2009-10-05T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:21:05.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please, i beg you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fyeAEaJOBw/SqYZEWpZs7I/AAAAAAAAAmA/5s8LJsU-KgM/s320/thedarkone12_crying_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fyeAEaJOBw/SqYZEWpZs7I/AAAAAAAAAmA/5s8LJsU-KgM/s320/thedarkone12_crying_girl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my head is pounding,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my hands are cold,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tears are rolling down my cheeks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my eyes are red,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my knees are weak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the feeling of hatred keeps coming,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why does this happen to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what did i do wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am not perfect,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;only God Himself is whole and perfect,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please don't let this love fade away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am starting to feel the emptiness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the loneliness and alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it feels so dark on my side,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wish i could go back to the place where it used to be bright,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i keep on sighing every second i think of it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this heart couldn't take it any longer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my tears are getting dry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my lips are tired of calling out your name,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please tell me this is gonna stop,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tell me that you are gonna change,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please i beg you bring me back into the light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i don't want to be in the dark anymore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i suffer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i feel alone and lonely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;come back please,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;don't leave me alone, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stop these tears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stop all this before it fades away completely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i don't want it to go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it felt so wonderful when it flows through my veins,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wanna taste it again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love how it feels when everything is okey,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love how love feels,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its wonderful and painful at the same time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll risk it all for just that wonderful feeling again, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please bring it back, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i don't want to feel the pain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it hurts it pierce deep into my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please please please i beg you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-7998385313922229461?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/7998385313922229461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=7998385313922229461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/7998385313922229461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/7998385313922229461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/10/please-i-beg-you.html' title='Please, i beg you..'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fyeAEaJOBw/SqYZEWpZs7I/AAAAAAAAAmA/5s8LJsU-KgM/s72-c/thedarkone12_crying_girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-3738523748185686147</id><published>2009-10-05T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:06:06.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leave wad is mine alone..!</title><content type='html'>i dnt noe wads going on.. my body and soul is aching.. i feel like letting go.. i cant anymore.. my hands are shaking wen i think of it.. is it so hard to have sme1 i 1 just for my own?!?!?! for as long as i can rmmbr, all my life, there is always sme1 else who also wants wad i hv.. y can't dey just leave me alone in peace..?????? wad do dey wnt me to do??? act like a dog n piss to mark my territory???? fuck off! get your own.. y mess wid mine???????? everyone has a limit.. wen it has jumped over the fucking limit.. u will not want to live anymore.. u will regret the fucking day u were born! i dnt noe wad dey call this.. teenage problem or wad ever shit u call it.. but this is too much!! this is bullshit..!! seriously, bullshit..!! i have my rights.. i have my every motherfuckin' rights ok?!&lt;div&gt;fuck wad in the world do u dnt understand?! wad is mine is mine! put fucked up self in my shoes, how wud u feel wen ppl are all over wads urs?!?! if u r happy about it, u must be out of ur fucking mind! u r fucking crazy! everyone has their limits.. i have a limit.. i keep it in till it reaches boils and ready to burst..! wen it does, i'll be cruel beyond anything u can imagine!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-3738523748185686147?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/3738523748185686147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=3738523748185686147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/3738523748185686147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 500px; " src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2526/3905833829_3e5833f877.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;days go by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;just in a blink of an eye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;sitting here wondering what the future may bring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;will it be sufferings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;or you'll give me a diamond ring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i don't have a clue why my heart feels this way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;its only beating for you i swear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i guess that is the reason why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;when you are away don't you know my heart cries?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;my heart's tears could break down a dam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;can't you hear my heart calling out your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;my head feels heavy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;everytime you leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i always want you here with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i just can't get enough of you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;can't you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;what can i do to make you stay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;take my favorite plushie if you may,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;if it could make you stay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;do you want the moon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i'll tie a rope around it and pull it down for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i'll even go on the back of a wild stallion or a killer whale for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;nothing is impossible when it comes to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;baby, hear my heart screams for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;can't you see its turning red to blue??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;sweetheart, i miss you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;all those times when we used to spend till the night turns yellow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i miss those moments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;where nothing and no one can make it go to an end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;love, hear my pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;you are the blood that runs through my veins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;if there are mistakes that i've done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;please forgive me don't go away don't be gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;you are the one who keeps me alive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;please don't drift away 'cos it'll end my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;the cries of a lonely heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-7149588147645236951?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/7149588147645236951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=7149588147645236951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/7149588147645236951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/7149588147645236951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-drift-away.html' title='don&apos;t drift away..'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2526/3905833829_3e5833f877_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-3064613779416338005</id><published>2009-09-09T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:19:18.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>im jz hurt.. im very very hurt..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-3064613779416338005?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/3064613779416338005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=3064613779416338005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/3064613779416338005'/><link rel='self' 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dey want.. i should hv listen to my mum about leaving far away from the ones who truly love u n is ur friend no matter wad, my family.. sometimes i regret packing up my bags n get on that plane to come study 14 hours drive away from my hometown... when things get fucked up like my situation nw, i often feel like packing up my bags and head home.. bt come to think of it again, this is life... wadever hardship and difficulties comes by my way... i jz hv to go through it.. if not now, den when will it be?&lt;div&gt;there is never a right time for this.. i jz pray to God that he'll guide me through all this and gv me the strength and the opportunity to be courages and stand on my own two feet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-4599043156984718454?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-7318558021634443579</id><published>2009-08-10T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:58:02.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems i've written for him...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message"  style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-size:24px;"&gt;date: 10/08/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;sweetheart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;you make me smile and laugh with joy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;without a doubt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;you are the one who bright up my days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;when far away from you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;my heart doesn't seem to be at its best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;when you are in my arms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;i only see us in this world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;never hurt me baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;for i will hurt myself more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;always love me baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;for i swear i'll be yours till the end of time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;DKLuma, ur baby girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;date: 21/06/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;You woke me from a deep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and complete my life with your love so deep.&lt;br /&gt;When we look into each others eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I see the reflection of our love.&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking to myself,&lt;br /&gt;could it be you are an angel sent from above?&lt;br /&gt;When I am with you,&lt;br /&gt;my heart skips a beat.&lt;br /&gt;My feelings for you I can't deny.&lt;br /&gt;You treat me like a princess.&lt;br /&gt;Showering me with your sweet and genuine love all over me.&lt;br /&gt;The first time,&lt;br /&gt;When I saw you bitting your lip and anxiously trying to kiss me,&lt;br /&gt;I debate in my mind whether or not I should let you have me.&lt;br /&gt;But now I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;When I say be mine,&lt;br /&gt;Please say that it will be forever.&lt;br /&gt;When I hear u calling me sweetheart,&lt;br /&gt;It makes my knees weak and breathing becomes hard.&lt;br /&gt;My love for you is real and not fake.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I love the fact,&lt;br /&gt;That you love me for everything that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Daphne muah ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;date: 17/02/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:6;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;d 1st time i caught ur eye,&lt;br /&gt;i jz smile n cant stop staring at u,&lt;br /&gt;wen d nyte was over n u said bye,&lt;br /&gt;den i realise i cnt stop thinking of u,&lt;br /&gt;wen d day dat u bcame mine,&lt;br /&gt;not even words can describe how hepy i was,&lt;br /&gt;wen 2 hearts bcme 1 n combine,&lt;br /&gt;i knew u r d 1 i nvr wanna lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahx.muahx.muahx.&lt;br /&gt;i love u habibi...&lt;br /&gt;wid all my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;just something i create to show my baby boy how much he means to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;our love has now reached 6 months and 11 days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;n my love for him grows stronger and the bond we build is unbreakable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;but then with all these words....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;i can't seem to feel satisfied....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;i still feel that words can't describe how i feel 'bout my hubby....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;i love him so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;more than words can say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-7318558021634443579?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/7318558021634443579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=7318558021634443579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/7318558021634443579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/7318558021634443579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/08/poems-ive-written-for-him.html' title='Poems i&apos;ve written for him...'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-1556464157677951622</id><published>2009-08-10T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:09:29.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Semester of Foundation Design</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;weehaa..~ can't bliv i m in 2nd sem of design.. yeay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1st sem wasn't actually dat easy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it is tough wen u dnt study, quite easy wen u read n understand n apply it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went to my 2 first classes today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drawing and Illustration who is taught by Greg..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Graphic Design by Micheal Lee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;these 2 subs, need like zillions of tools!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha.. not actuallly zillions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bt a lot of tools...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;charcoal pencil, sketch diary, mount spray, etc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n dey cost a lot of money..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my God...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i only hv budget of RM200/- to buy the stuff... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hope it is enough..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-1556464157677951622?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/1556464157677951622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=1556464157677951622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/1556464157677951622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/1556464157677951622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/08/2nd-semester-of-foundation-design.html' title='2nd Semester of Foundation Design'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-2580188545779757539</id><published>2009-06-21T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:25:55.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy fathers' day, Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sj3D3Sc2xJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/9fD6_gErFHA/s1600-h/father-daughter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sj3D3Sc2xJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/9fD6_gErFHA/s400/father-daughter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349647286999106706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i would like to wish happy fathers' day to my dad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n thank him for all the luxury he has given me for this 19 years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n i would also like to ask for forgiveness for all the times ive hurt him without even knowing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he is the best dad a daughter could ever ask for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n i wish him a long life and have success in whatever he is doing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i know i don't say diz much but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love u, daddy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n i miss u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ninie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-2580188545779757539?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/2580188545779757539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=2580188545779757539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/2580188545779757539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/2580188545779757539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day-daddy.html' title='Happy fathers&apos; day, Daddy!'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sj3D3Sc2xJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/9fD6_gErFHA/s72-c/father-daughter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-2030952967617877167</id><published>2009-06-21T13:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:21:05.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 5th month anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sj3CxlEb85I/AAAAAAAAAI0/E88mmQkyVqk/s1600-h/DSC01279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sj3CxlEb85I/AAAAAAAAAI0/E88mmQkyVqk/s400/DSC01279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349646089406116754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today is my hubby n i 5th month anniversary!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im so happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i know its not yet a very long journey for our lovee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i felt like we hv gone through a lot together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n i wish for more of dat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it doesn't matter happy or sad times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i still wanna hv it wid him.. only him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love him so much..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n i hope dat we will hv more than 100 years of anniversry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-2030952967617877167?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/2030952967617877167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=2030952967617877167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/2030952967617877167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/2030952967617877167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-5th-month-anniversary.html' title='Our 5th month anniversary!'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sj3CxlEb85I/AAAAAAAAAI0/E88mmQkyVqk/s72-c/DSC01279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-8703200979439193722</id><published>2009-06-04T13:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:49:59.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love diz song so much..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a very beautiful song.. hear it for urself and read the lyrics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it made me wanna cry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bk0z i miss home and my parents..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to me is a very beautiful song for a lulaby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/mp3dloads/music/DBsmL-Jp/miley-cyrus-billy-ray-cyrus-butterfly-fly-away-live-from/"&gt;http://www.imeem.com/mp3dloads/music/DBsmL-Jp/miley-cyrus-billy-ray-cyrus-butterfly-fly-away-live-from/&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;Butterfly Fly Away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miley Cyrus ft Billy Ray Cyrus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;u tuck me in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;turn out the light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;keep me safe n sound at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;little girls depend on things like dat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;brush my teeth n comb my hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;had to drive me everywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;u were always there wen i looked back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you had to do it alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;make a livin', make a home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;must have been hard as it could be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and when couldn't sleep at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;scared things wouldn't turn out right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;u held my hand and sang to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;caterpillar in the tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how u wonder who u'll be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can't go far bt u can always dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wish u may n wish u might&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;don't u worry hold on tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i promise u there will come a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;butterfly fly away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;butterfly fly away (butterfly fly away)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;catch ur wing now u cnt stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;take those dreams and mke dem all cme true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;butterfly fly away (butterfly fly away)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we been waiting for this day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all along and know jz wad to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;butterfly butterfly butterfly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;butterfly fly away&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/7382685332332592707-8703200979439193722?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/8703200979439193722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=8703200979439193722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8703200979439193722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8703200979439193722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-diz-song-so-much.html' title='i love diz song so much..'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-2335359636723973981</id><published>2009-05-29T14:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:45:53.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite song! :D i dd8 it to sme1 whom i used to love so much..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Ronan Keating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;"Last Thing On My Mind"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;(feat. LeAnn Rimes)&lt;/span&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;Four o’clock in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mind’s filled with a thousand thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How you left me without a warning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But looking back I’m sure you tried to talk it through&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;Now I say it so clearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been together but living separate lives&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;So, I wanna tell you I’m sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby, I can’t find the words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, if I could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Than you know I would, yeahhhhhh&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;No, I won’t let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No why we can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won't watch my life crashing down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I had it all right there before my eyes, yeahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Girl I’m sorry now you were the last thing on my mind&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;You carried me like a river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How far we have come still surprises me&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;Now, I look in the mirror (look in the mirror)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Staring back is a man I used to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How I longed for you&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;No, I won’t let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No why we can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won't watch my life crashing down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I had it all right there before my eyes, yeahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Girl I’m sorry now you were the last thing on my mind&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;Girl I’m sorry I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Couldn’t be there, should have been so strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I’m sorry&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;Ohhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, I won’t let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No why we can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won't watch my life crashing down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I had it all right there before my eyes, yeahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Girl I’m sorry now you were the last thing on my mind (on my mind)&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;I won't watch my life crashing down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I had it all right there before my eyes, yeahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Girl I’m sorry now you were the last thing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On my mind (on my mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-2335359636723973981?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/2335359636723973981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=2335359636723973981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/2335359636723973981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/2335359636723973981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-favorite-song-d-i-dd8-it-to-sme1.html' title='My favorite song! :D i dd8 it to sme1 whom i used to love so much..'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-8071958194071380419</id><published>2009-05-23T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:46:37.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is my everything..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my baby said something &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;so sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to me wen we were hanging out jz nw...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at the cafeteria stairs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wad he said made me overwhelmed n i was extremely happy till it brought me to tears..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh, only God knew how i felt wen he said it to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i swear...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/ShgH9Qik8kI/AAAAAAAAAIk/3Y-pEb5LDW4/s400/Snapshot_20090520_20-1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 335px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339026107241132610" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;never ever even 1 of my ex manage to say somthing so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;sweet n romantic to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;till it mke me cry..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he said something like diz.. :&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-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby, i wanna have u in my arms like diz forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i never wanna lose u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love d feeling dat u r mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i never wanna let u go baby....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;last nite, the whole day i didnt see u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n i was missing u like crazy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bt den i hv to hold it back n sacrifice for my studies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i cnt stand it baby being far away from u knowing dat u r jz close by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love u baby... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n noe dat no matter wad happens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll always love u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;den there i started to cry bk0z of happiness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my baby is so sweet n romantic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he thanked me for being his everything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he said dat i hv given him and have been everything to him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;his friend, bestfriend, girlfriend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n he said dat i m also like a wife to him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;awwww..~ my hubby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love u so much....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n noe dat i will always be urs... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n u will always be mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;forever n ever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i promise u sweetheart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the flame of our love will never go out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it will only go out wen both of us r no longer breathing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love u my hubby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/ShgMAvm42OI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fuxC2YZB4yQ/s400/HEART+LOU.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339030565166831842" /&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/7382685332332592707-8071958194071380419?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/8071958194071380419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=8071958194071380419' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8071958194071380419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8071958194071380419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-is-my-everything.html' title='He is my everything..'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/ShgH9Qik8kI/AAAAAAAAAIk/3Y-pEb5LDW4/s72-c/Snapshot_20090520_20-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-7756664743757609136</id><published>2009-05-15T11:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:35:20.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This BITCH!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sgzic-vVN3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/MvnY0dlcJFE/s1600-h/ninie+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 87px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sgzic-vVN3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/MvnY0dlcJFE/s400/ninie+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335888646032930674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; problem about this bitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;this Daphne Kirstie Luma Lakai, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ic number 900702-13-8068, is dat.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;when she came to noe dat she'll finally get something she wants, she sikkan dpt sabar.. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dnt noe y..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; i feel lyke slapping myslf...!! shish!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;in my heart it kept saying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"im gonna get my BB phone!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"bt den i hv to wait till july 2nd"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;aarrghhh! i hate waiting....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;bt den i noe 4 sure dat i'll get d phone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;wee!! fuck u daphne!! plz laa... wait baa... learn to sabar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i cannot ehh... nyawa tok mala pk psl BB phone ya... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hahahahaahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i think kan.. nang benar wad i told Baby M riya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i sikkan tdo a week wen i get my hands on my BB phone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;shyteeeeee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i love my dad~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;not bk0z he always buy me things i wnt....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ok ok ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;a large part of it is dat.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;bt den i love him coz he mkes my brothers n i happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;he gives us the life he never had...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;he gives d best to us... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;n also mama.. mama gives us the best too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i love my parents..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i love my brothers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i love my F.A.M.I.L.Y!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i love my soon-to-come-BB-phone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hmmm~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i'll name my BB phone BabyBoogie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;is also BB.. hahahahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;oh no..! i better stop nw.. or i'll go crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;c ya bloggers... love ya all! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-7756664743757609136?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/7756664743757609136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=7756664743757609136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/7756664743757609136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/7756664743757609136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-bitch.html' title='This BITCH!!'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sgzic-vVN3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/MvnY0dlcJFE/s72-c/ninie+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-8901687886961738919</id><published>2009-05-10T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:48:31.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am d happiest girl in the universe!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/SgbaJwSXLAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/QUey2-GAHQU/s1600-h/blackberry-curve-8900-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 382px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/SgbaJwSXLAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/QUey2-GAHQU/s400/blackberry-curve-8900-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334190669782526978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;mmm-hmm!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;its trueeeeeeeeeee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;soon we will be together!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;oh yeah! my dad said he'll get this baby for my birthday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;oh shyt man!! i m so freakin' happy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;i can 1001% guarentee i am the happiest girl in the whole wide UNIVERSE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;oh my God.. i jz cnt believe dat i'll finally get this dream phone of mine on my 19th bday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;diz is d best gift everrrrrrr!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;myza know how crazy i am about diz baby... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;oh yeaahh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;diz feeling i hv nw is unbelieveable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;I AM SO FREAKIN' HAPPY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;OH MY GOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;THANK U JESUS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;AMEN... AMEN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;THANK U TO MYZA TOO C0Z SHE'S D BEST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;SHE KEPT TELLING ME I'LL GET IT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;THANK U BABY GIRL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;LOVE U!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;n thank u Daddy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;for making my dream come truee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;i am so happy.. oh my God... i m so damn happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;nw i cnt wait till i get it on my bday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;oh my God!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;thnk u thnk u thnk u thnk u thnk u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-8901687886961738919?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/8901687886961738919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=8901687886961738919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8901687886961738919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8901687886961738919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-d-happiest-girl-in-universe.html' title='i am d happiest girl in the universe!!'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/SgbaJwSXLAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/QUey2-GAHQU/s72-c/blackberry-curve-8900-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-3832156747618643165</id><published>2009-05-08T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T12:19:56.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My current FAVORITE rising star!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilyinorlando.com/selena_gomez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 363px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://emilyinorlando.com/selena_gomez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Selena Gomez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she is my latest obsession...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh well.. not creepy kinda obsession...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;duh! i ain't a stalker or anything..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its jz dat i love her personality...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the 1st time i saw Selena was on this series on Disney Channel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The “Wizards of Waverly Place”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even though she is a rising star now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;der is something about this girl which gvs me the feeling that she'll never change....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like other rising star, dey change immedietly wen dey r famous! pergh! i hate dat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt wad i admire most about Selena Gomez is dat she is sweet....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she uses her high reputation to make the world a better place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which reminds me of the beloved late Lady Diana.. (also my inspiration)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there is this cause she commit herself too... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where she helped to make it better for the island stray dogs of Puerto Rico...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Selena is a big animal lover...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me also as an animal lover... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i support this cause of hers.... its actually very sweet n humanly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Selena is the ambassador for DoSomething.org...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she is trying her very best to save dogs who are brutally mistreated and killed jz for fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if u come to think of wad Selena is doing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its actually the first star who is trying to change the lifes of many dogs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dogs are men's bestfriend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u cnt deny dat... personally, i think dat der r more to dogs than jz pets...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dey r very loyal n perfect companion...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that is y i am totally supporting Selena on this cause... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n its also because I LOVE SELENA GOMEZ!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;honestly, i hv never ever loved a Disney rising star like diz before!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Selena Gomez is the first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she is jz a total sweetheart..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n i hope she is honored by this because, yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she is the 1st Disney rising star dat i admire most!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-3832156747618643165?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/3832156747618643165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=3832156747618643165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/3832156747618643165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/3832156747618643165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-current-favorite-rising-star.html' title='My current FAVORITE rising star!!'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-3486241646621230380</id><published>2009-05-08T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T12:03:48.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My current favorite SONG!! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNIA2zRrqBU/SXwN0NGslrI/AAAAAAAAAvw/0vtfIrYIFjU/s400/demi+lovato.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNIA2zRrqBU/SXwN0NGslrI/AAAAAAAAAvw/0vtfIrYIFjU/s400/demi+lovato.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DEMI LOVATO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALBUM : DON'T FORGET&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"LA LA LAND"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am confident, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I still have my moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby, that's just me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not a supermodelI still eat McDonald's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby, that's just me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some may say I need to be afraid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of losing everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because of where I Had my start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; and where I made my name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well everything's the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the la-la land machine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who said I can't wear my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Converse with my dress?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, baby, that's just me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And who said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't be singleI have to go out and mingle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BABY, that's not me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some may say I need to be afraid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of losing everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because of where I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had my start and where I made my name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well everything's the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the La-la land machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me do you feel the way I feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'cause nothing else is real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the la-la land appeal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[guitar]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some may say I need to be afraid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of losing everything.Because of where I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had my start and where I made my name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When everything's the sameIn La-la land machine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I'm not gonna changeIn the la-la land machine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I will stay the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In La-la land...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Machine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't change anything of my life(I won't change anything of my life)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm staying myself tonight(I'm staying myself tonight)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La la la la la....&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/7382685332332592707-3486241646621230380?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/3486241646621230380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=3486241646621230380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/3486241646621230380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/3486241646621230380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-current-favorite-song-d.html' title='My current favorite SONG!! :D'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNIA2zRrqBU/SXwN0NGslrI/AAAAAAAAAvw/0vtfIrYIFjU/s72-c/demi+lovato.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-7798758612955996123</id><published>2009-05-07T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:51:19.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just don't get it..</title><content type='html'>i dnt get it sometimes.. why do some husbands always treat their wives like a slave?? u noe, its lyk wen dey r standing der at the isle, waiting to be announced husband n wife, wad is actually in der minds other that wanting to marry d women?? d reason im saying diz is bk0z after years n years of marriage.. after years n years of building a strong n solid love and family, dey decide to break out from their comfort zone, n do something wild as if dey r stil single n available! come on plz.. noe dat u r married n u hv a wife and kids... its not dat u r not allowed to hv a social life (duh!! u r not robot or wad) bt den, limit it.. bk0z u noe u hv a big responsibility.. y neglect ur responsibility? u hv made a vow and swear that u will not neglect ur wife and family... wen u realise dat u hv a wife waiting for u at home, y come back in d middle of d nite or WORST, early in the morning???? don't u think of how worried she is?? don't u noe how she feels? lets say, ur wife does diz to u.. wad will u feel?? don't dare tell me u will be relaxed about it.. plz!!! don't lie.. u'll be going out of ur mind...!! if u wanna noe hw to treat a women, try walking in der high heels.. feel wad it is lyk to wait for ur hubby to come back... do u realise dat she is worry bk0z she loves n care bout u? a true woman will always wait for her man.. doesn't matter wad u do to her, she will always love u n be patient wid all ur bullshits and crap!! bt remember 1 thing, she is also a human being wid a heart n feelings.. everyone has the limitation in patients.. wen u cross over the board and the limit, she can't bare it anymore... so, don't blame her if she goes out to mingle wid other men... it is a sin, yes... bt y blame her? who started all the bullshits?? by the time u realise that she is always around wen u nid her, and u realise dat she has always been a good wife to u, she'll be long gone! so plz, appreciate ur wives wen u hv the chance.. do it now, or forever suffer wid the guilt that hv grown inside u. PEACE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-7798758612955996123?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/7798758612955996123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=7798758612955996123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/7798758612955996123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/7798758612955996123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-just-dont-get-it.html' title='I just don&apos;t get it..'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-6020331477728849638</id><published>2009-05-07T11:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:05:11.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My one n only WISHLIST! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/SgJO9lNcIyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/MM3duiCj940/s1600-h/blackberry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332911728627557154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/SgJO9lNcIyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/MM3duiCj940/s400/blackberry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dammit.. THE BlackBerry Curve 8900..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how i wish i can get it for my birthday from my dad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if i have diz smartphone, haha, i won't sleep for a week!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am so in love wid diz phone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i first laid eyes on this baby in Blue Cube, Spring mall, Kuching..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;addoooiihhh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lemah nyawa doeee..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want diz i want diz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u noe wad.. u can do almost everything wid diz phone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;duh! its a smartphone, of c0urse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the pricing here in Malaysia is like RM1500...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt den i want it.. i am so crazy over diz phone!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh my goodness gracious..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i MUST MUST MUST MUST have diz phonee... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want it so badlly.. i want it sooooooooooooo damn badly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pls pls pls pls  let me hv it dady.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-6020331477728849638?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/6020331477728849638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=6020331477728849638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/6020331477728849638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/6020331477728849638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-one-n-only-wishlist-d.html' title='My one n only WISHLIST! :D'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/SgJO9lNcIyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/MM3duiCj940/s72-c/blackberry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-3805514654391423895</id><published>2009-05-06T12:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T12:55:46.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Everything.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/SgEYL6TS2HI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1sH_VdCXpHA/s1600-h/DSC00707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/SgEYL6TS2HI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1sH_VdCXpHA/s320/DSC00707.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332570026691188850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/SgEYLqV98MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/MES02gzo_1M/s1600-h/DSC00706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/SgEYLqV98MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/MES02gzo_1M/s320/DSC00706.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332570022407434434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;above is the picture of me and my 2 crazy but lovely cuzzies... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rossalini and Xavier.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dey really made my day last weekend (2/05-3/05/90).. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dey really reduce my homesickness.. bk0z i really do miss my family.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;diz 2 special ppl really mke me feel lyk i am ack home.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dey remind me of my own lil brothers back homee... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i really miss their company n annoying- ness.. hehhe.. im sorry i dnt hv pictures of my aunt ween and uncle clement.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dey too really mke me feel lyk i am wid my own family.. i love dem so much.. i miss my mama.. n my dad... miss hanging out n teasing my 2 bros, nigel n nath.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i really cnt wait to go bck homee diz july.. its true wad ppl say... no matter hw annoying or notty ur bros r.. or siblings r.. no matter how much dey get onto ur nerves, u will eventually miss all d bad n notty things dey do to u... dats hw i feel ryte nw.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;before, i always complain about dem annoying me.. and disturb me till i get mad.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;den nw.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i m really craving for it... i miss dem shouting at me.. n hitting me wen i tease dem.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; i love Nigel n Nath.. dey r my everything.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dey light up my life.. dey never make my life boring.. i miss dem so badly.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-3805514654391423895?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/3805514654391423895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=3805514654391423895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/3805514654391423895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/3805514654391423895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-everything.html' title='My Everything.. :)'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/SgEYL6TS2HI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1sH_VdCXpHA/s72-c/DSC00707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-8940576880658341307</id><published>2009-04-22T08:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:34:40.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd month anni.. &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Se5xXJOxaoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RQzKaJCLvO8/s1600-h/2631_1122156175483_1274436594_30385386_1320237_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327320051654683266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Se5xXJOxaoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RQzKaJCLvO8/s320/2631_1122156175483_1274436594_30385386_1320237_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;my baby boy n i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;21st Janurary 2009 is d special date! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heee~ it was our 3rd month annivrsry yesterday.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we didnt do anything special.. we r gonna kp it for diz saturday.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we'll go out diz saturday to celebr8... hee~ i love him soooooo much... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we jz sat down at d stairs, me a step down and he sits at my back.. mmm~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love d feeling dat i lay my back against his chest... :) love it wen he hugs me tight from behind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i felt so loved and safe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n he said dat i mean kuching to him.. shit! n i asked him.. wad bout kenya? who meant kenya to u? he said mum.. :D ok.. there i cnt arguee.. hhihihihi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mum's' are THE BEST!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i stil rmmbr d 1st time we saw each other...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha.. he had jz awaken from slping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;d 1st thing i noticed bout him is his cologne! damn man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha.. it smelled sooooooooo strong...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he was my ex-bestfren's fren...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i met him thru my ex-bestfren...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first we were friends.. den he started to call me "habibty" i start to call him "habibi" after a few days chatting on MSN.. i added him in facebook 1st.. n i dnt noe y..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dat night, i cnt stop thinking of him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;his image jz haunt my mind.. phews! maybe it was love at 1st sight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u noe wad.. he introduced himslf as James Bond wen we 1st met.. haha.. baby... he ad0res James Bond movies and cowboys.. hihihi.. silly hubby... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wad i hope for is dat his silliness will nvr go away..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;c0z i fall in love wid him coz of his fun and silly personality...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he is able to mke me laugh n smileee... he mks jokes out of anything... haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love Letter to my baby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he lights up my life jz by looking into each others eyes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love Abdalla Salim so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he is my world, my universe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy 3rd month anniversary my lovee....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;may our love bloom more and will nvr wilt....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;muah muah muah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love ur applepie ;),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daphne Kirstie Luma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-8940576880658341307?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/8940576880658341307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=8940576880658341307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8940576880658341307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8940576880658341307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/04/3rd-month-anni-3.html' title='3rd month anni.. &lt;3'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Se5xXJOxaoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RQzKaJCLvO8/s72-c/2631_1122156175483_1274436594_30385386_1320237_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-8423282985821679081</id><published>2009-04-19T22:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:57:57.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>h3py tree friends! naaa... jz kiddin'! hepy sunday! hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wad a sunday.. wow wow wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;woke up at around 234pm... haha.. nice numbers huh? oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;u noe y i woke up at dat time? haha.. i slept lyk around 6am diz morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha.. it has been long since i slept at 5 or 6am.. hohoho... oh yaa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i finallly bought my Converse All Star shoes! iicckk!! hubby bought it for me yesterday! weee!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thnk u my loveee... i love u soo much.. mama said dat hubby is jz spoiling me.. hihi.. bt he loves me... n i love him sooooooooo much....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my new shoes.. hot hot hot bebeh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Ses7cRCYQxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/S2TjQJ4-dro/s320/DSC00610.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326416341091500818" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he bought it for me lyk rm239! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha.. dats y mama said dat he is spoiling me.. heeeee~ mama lyks d fact dat he is my bf.. coz he is super duper sweetiee piee.... i love him love him love him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love everything he does 4 me.. bt den not all rltnshps are perfect... we also hv fights smetms bt we 4gve each other n move on... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today we went to spring.. to buy groceries... we r trying to save money for when we r in miri diz july.. 1 month holiday man... haha.. so we r not gonna go shopping for our "DESIRES" till july, jz for basic needs.. oh well.. its okey.. :) i hv no problm wid it.. hohoho.. we share our money.. equally.. wen my money cmes 1st, we use my money.. wen his money comes, we use his.. its lyk we budget rm800 for a month.. rm200 for shopping.. XD cool huh? i hope dat we'll b 2thr 4ever.. i always pray for our rltnshp so it last.. i really love diz man of mine.. he is all in 1.. he is my everything... i love u my sweetheart... muah..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Ses7BUz18YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/OH4F3jYRXX4/s320/04042009331.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326415878247805314" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my silly hubby n i...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love him soooooooooo much!! :-*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-8423282985821679081?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/8423282985821679081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=8423282985821679081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8423282985821679081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8423282985821679081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/04/h3py-tree-friends-naaa-jz-kiddin-hepy.html' title='h3py tree friends! naaa... jz kiddin&apos;! hepy sunday! hehe'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Ses7cRCYQxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/S2TjQJ4-dro/s72-c/DSC00610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-8529317856979762402</id><published>2009-04-18T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T03:27:29.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goin CAT CRAZY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/78/18/98568187/1_633462607l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 448px; height: 298px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/78/18/98568187/1_633462607l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my blackie ching n i.. aww~ too bad he is not rlly seen in diz photo.. bt den i love him! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/funny-pictures-kittens-play-with-beads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/funny-pictures-kittens-play-with-beads.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Toddlius/SLBMHsvz6ZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yCONvdXbbek/silly01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Toddlius/SLBMHsvz6ZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yCONvdXbbek/silly01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.my-baby-pet.com/wp-content/images/cat%20in%20pot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 245px;" src="http://www.my-baby-pet.com/wp-content/images/cat%20in%20pot.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;u noe 1 thing bout me?&lt;div&gt;hahahahahaa.. i sooooo love cats... to me cats r d most adorable creatures in d whole wide world! dey r cute! cuddly! fluffy! silly! hehe.. dey can be anything.. no matter wad colour or shape dey are, cats r always n i mean always cuteee! to me cats hv diz lyk mysterious n curiousity in dem.. jz by lookin' at d way dey move about.. d way dey look at new things... dey look soooo interested in it.. n excited..! 1 more thing i love bout cats is dat dey r sooo "manjak".. i dnt noe wat manjak is in english.. haha.. sorry.. manjak is lyk.. ok ok.. maybe smehw lyk spoiled! hehe.. kitties r cutee... even wen dey r still kittens or alrdy adult cats, dey r forever cutteeeee! unlike dogs.. some dogs.. i didnt say all.. well, i only love puppies! guilty! huhu.. i dnt lyk it wen dey get huge and sloppy! hihi.. hw i wish puppies can stay as puppies! so dats y i love cats.. dey r forever small.. n dey r clean.. i can bring dem in d house n slp wid dem on d same bed.. hee.. i alwys bring my kitty slping wid me.. MR BLACKIE CHING.. heee... wait wait.. i'll put a picture of him.. it'll appear on top! i lovvveeee my blackie ching.. he is a vry special cat.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.writers-edge.info/uploaded_images/lolcatsdotcomlawiv8st1wx89ogl-749025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://www.writers-edge.info/uploaded_images/lolcatsdotcomlawiv8st1wx89ogl-749025.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.funnyphotos.net.au/userimages/user756_1163641522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.funnyphotos.net.au/userimages/user756_1163641522.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.librarian.net/talks/cmrls/lolcat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 329px;" src="http://www.librarian.net/talks/cmrls/lolcat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rulingcatsanddogs.com/contents/funny-pics/original/silly-cats-saying-about-blowing-up-kitty-comedy-pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 482px; height: 480px;" src="http://rulingcatsanddogs.com/contents/funny-pics/original/silly-cats-saying-about-blowing-up-kitty-comedy-pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7382685332332592707-8529317856979762402?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/8529317856979762402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=8529317856979762402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8529317856979762402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8529317856979762402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/04/goin-cat-crazy.html' title='goin CAT CRAZY!'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/Toddlius/SLBMHsvz6ZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yCONvdXbbek/s72-c/silly01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-3061369629464212677</id><published>2009-04-18T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:29:48.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wad a lame saturday!~ pergh.. bored kitty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/boredcat-isbored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/boredcat-isbored.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yyyeeeaaaaaappp!~ dat explains hw i feel rite nw... hohohoho.. merry xmass! pergh.. im bored bored bored as hell.. even nw maths klaz is fun.. wad a boring saturday.. hey, speaking of maths... d math test 1 was ok lah diz morning... was not so hard.. well.. i think coz i studied a lil bit.. if i dnt, shyt man.. i'll suffer lyk shit jz by lookin' at d questions.. hmm.. i m so bored.. tak jadi go watch movie 2nytee.. myza went back to her village i think.. mmm.. 1 of her relative died.. im so sorry bout dat baby.. perghh! i called carol jz nw.. she's at her bro-in-law's hse near spring.. i wish i can c her nw.. i mean.. its been long since we hang out togthr... i miss hanging out wid jue n carol.. eventho we hv conflict sometym wid each other, we stil r bestfrens nw n 4ever... its been lyk 6 yrs we've been friends... :) its nice to noe dat u still hv friends, i mean bestfriends around u.. i love dem so much.. n 1 of my new bestfren nw is baby myza!~ hehe.. myza welcme to the club.. myza she undrstnds me a lot.. same as hw julia understnds me.. :) myza she's lyk my lil sis... n also cynthia... :) its gud to noe dat sme1 needs u in a way.. n i love caring 4 dem.. i dnt noe y.. bt sayyyyaaaaaang gilak ngan cdak duak tok... lyk my own sis... sweetie sweetie pie... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cute! everywer we go, we must be sama 1... hehe.. air kongsi, kdg2 makan pun mun sorg mkn, nang nok duak ya akan mintak.. sapa2 jak la.. bt its fun.. best ada frens sama palak.. c0z dey dnt judge or critisize u.. dey jz support u... n den if its wrong, dey tell u.. to show dat dey care.. dats d kind of friends dat i wnt n suppose to hv.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love my bestbuddies so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;julia, carol, myza, cynthia. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;girlfrens forever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hoho.. skema juakk ehhh... bt who "dares"..! hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i miss bik.. my couz.. she's lyk d craziest cuzzy of all century.. haha... i wish i was home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i miss my family so much... especially my own crazy family.. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i miss blackie.. bernard.. hmmm... hw is my turtle, Puluk doin? is he stil alive or has RIP??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;erghh... poor turtiee~ bt den.. i miss hugging blackieee... hmmm............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-3061369629464212677?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/3061369629464212677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=3061369629464212677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/3061369629464212677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/3061369629464212677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/04/wad-lame-saturday-pergh-bored-kitty.html' title='wad a lame saturday!~ pergh.. bored kitty!'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-2676557032351440421</id><published>2009-04-17T16:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:37:24.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohhoo!!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha.. ukan apa title camyaa... sikda idea mok engkah title apa... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmm hmmm hmmmmmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;u noe wad?? adeih adeih... ingatkan got presentation today..! faster2 i do my slides.. n my report.. ceyhh! skali go to klaz.. presentation on Tuesday next week! hohoho.... i was lyk wad da $%$#%%^! :D woohhooo.... we went to town n cupcake got his money from his parents today..! woohhooo!~ so he bought my paints alrdy from popular... my fav brand.. BUNCHO! idup BUNCHO! woohhooo!~ n a palette to put the paints in.. woohhoo!!~ it was in TunJugah.. myza came along... but den i hvnt got my brushes.. not much sizes at popular.. so i m looking forward to go to Techno Graphic to buy my brushes... but den wer? ooooo!~ Qian jz msged myza back n say dat its somewer in Satok.. hmmmmm... Satok? myza wer aaa?? im not Kch-an :D hopefully we'll buy my brushes soooon~ i m soooo eager to do some artwork in context and culture.. it has been long since i painted anything.. the last time was wen i was in form 5.. hahaha.. spm course work! hihihi.. n dats it.. bt den.. we made batik.. something lyk batik.. it was so cool.. i loved it.. 1st we draw on a canvas or any white cloth, den draw the patterns using melted wax... den wen its all done.. wen all the patterns has been drawn, use d brush n brush on some water onto d cloth b4 painting it wid paint.. it was sooooo cool! i hope i hv d chance to do it again... fun fun fun! i love art.... i feel sooo excited wen it comes to artworks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it doesnt matter if its making a dolphin out of soap or plaster of paris... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;drawing abstract or paint something on a canvas.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love love love love love art...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wooohhoooo!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hey, i think i noe y i put the title dat way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha.. coz today i feel supperr lykk.. WOOHOO!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahahahahha... i dnt noe y.. maybe c0z im stressed out.. 2mrrw is maths test 1... eerghh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hope d questions r not dat hard... mmmmm....... i hv to pass it.. i have too....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;help help help help... pray for me to pass c0z my head pumps lyk hell studying maths...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;den tonite i hv hostel new residents welcoming party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we r forced to go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;u noe y i say dat????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;coz der is diz notice on the hostel lobby door... dat says :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Failure to attend the party, please write a letter of excuse to the warden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was lyk.. say wad?????? diz is a first.. wow.. force party?? cool... so not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmm.. fine den.. i'll go... go to the party by force... hahaha... orrr..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i jz dnt go? hmm.. i feel lazy to go... i hv exam 2mrrw n i nid to study... 7pm - 9pm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmmmm... test 1 maths.. dats all dats on my mind... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;perghhh!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OH YA!! i almost forgot... hahahahahahaha.. diz is something vry funny! hahahah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wen we were at Popular Tun Jugah jz nw.. hahaha.... smthing silly happend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;woohhoo!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;myza was helping me choose the size of d brushes.. i was standing beside her.. n my baby was standing beside me... den we were quiet... hahahah... sddnly.. i smelled smthing bad from out of the bluee.. hahhaa... den i saw myza's expression.. she started to sniff somthing.. her face was damn funny man! den i looked at him and asked him... "did u fart?" den he jz smiled... den we started laughing... myza n i jz ran away from him and cnt stop laughing! hahahaha.. bodo eh.. calieeeee! adoih adoih.. bertuah punya balak! :D &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/7382685332332592707-2676557032351440421?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/2676557032351440421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=2676557032351440421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/2676557032351440421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/2676557032351440421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/04/woohhoo.html' title='woohhoo!!~'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-8440275947397786836</id><published>2009-04-11T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:08:49.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Saturday in Swinburne.. shiyet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/SeCrwHwJ8XI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xUuVw3ltq44/s1600-h/Perodua_Viva_Special_Edition_Large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/SeCrwHwJ8XI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xUuVw3ltq44/s320/Perodua_Viva_Special_Edition_Large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323443602755023218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurmm... how i wish i hv a car... not much laaa.. viva pun jadi la pok! i dnt noe.. was it yesterday evening or wen hubby n i went to spring just to waste time walking around... there was a car exhibition.. perodua n hyundai... perodua was showing off viva and myvi.. wow! i wanted d viva! its lyk rm43 000++.. i dnt noe hw exact d price was.. hubby told me dat i can get the viva using loan.. n paying rm300 a month... he asked me to ask daddy bout it.. haha.. wen i asked.. till today he didnt reply me.. hahahaha.. i think i noe y he didnt reply me.. :D huhuhu.. daddy.. daddy.. vry calculative bout money.. who can blame him.. he is an accountant for his company! ooh well.. i'll get a car soon! if he dnt wanna buy me a car, give me the honda loorrr.... mine baa! :( i want car!&lt;div&gt;susah ba jln no car here in kch.. adeyh adeyhh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmmm.. today start off okey i guess... woke up around 3pm.. hahaha.. nice kan? dnt be suprised, all the girls in diz hostel wke up in d evening...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;including boys!! boys pa gik laa... tdo awal pagi, 5 6 am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;den wake up in d late evening...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahah.. hostel life is fun! but den, missing d family mucho..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmmm.. saturday nite spent kejap wid my hubby tek..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i ate nasi ayam smthing smthing d name.. cnt rmmbr... n drank air suam swinburne!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;keh keh keh.. water in swinburne bottle laa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;heeee~ 80cnts jak.. not dat expensive kira ok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmmm... i rlly wnt to go to gym... i feel so fuckin' FAT!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dammit! bt den hubby told me i cnt pay in d middle of d month...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nid to pay awal bulan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aiyaaakkkk means in may la i go gym.. shiiyyeeett!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nid to lose weight ooo... very obese!! gila eyhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n i m vry worry bout my innovation n change ASSinmen! hmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dat girl stil hv it.. eh no.. she dnt hv it.. she gave it to her fren.. n asked her to give it to me diz friday tek..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bt den nya sik berik...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;paloi eyh! eeee! geram ati baaa... bodo.. kimak juak eyh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ishhh.. sial nak mampus baa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dah la due diz 16th april...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;adoi adoi.. i hv only skit masa to re-do it again b4 passing it up next thursday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shitt!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hate diz.. dah la hubby manas wid me wen i told him i lend my paper to dat girl..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he shouted at me wen i told him.. he was vry pissed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i m soooo damn stupid la to lend it to her! shit.. i hope she doesnt copy my work.. if she does..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im doomed!! i will fail my assignment.. 20% u!! sial eyh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i cant afford to fail it now!! right at d beginning dah fail! adooohhhhh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pls pls pls pls hope nothing happens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saturday niteeee~ borinnggg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my hubby went to watch futbol tek...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at 730pm.. n he said he'll be bck at 1130pm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;facebook wid bunny jz nw...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she's watching cinderella!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;weee!~ im watching snow white!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we L.O.V.E disney princesses...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sik kira la brapa tuaa kita tok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me i stil loveeee cartoons!! especially disney cartoons.. cool to d max man! :D hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ngek ngok ngikk ngakk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i miss baby n bunny laaa~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmm hmm hmmmm~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dey r d best aiee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tetak sama.. minum sama.. makan sama.. hahaha.. best frens u can ask for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;palak sama mun cetaa... especially me n myza.. tetak dr siang ke mlm.. adoi adoi.. gila kejaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nang bising jak laa cafeteria if we 2 ceta2.. lam kelas pun.. sik perlu lah dok sama..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;asal jak nangga muka masing2.. hahaha.. ada2 jak... silly willy... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i cnt wait diz monday to c dem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh ya..! cnt 4get my elianto Thistle nail polish...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bunny wanna try it on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;weeee!~ we girls lovvveeeee nail polish! ohh yeaaa!!~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hohoho.. crazey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mmmm..... note in history!! today i chat wid Apis! my ex maa... d other day he treat me lyk shit.. saying he bz laaa... he kenot layan me! shit... bt nw he is sorry.. he wil tebus his keslhan.. ya ya ya!~ men will be men...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;k la... chow l0k kek..!~ wanna continue watching my snow white movie n download it to RealPlayer!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;toodles ppl!~ muah muah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-8440275947397786836?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/8440275947397786836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=8440275947397786836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8440275947397786836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8440275947397786836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-saturday-in-swinburne-shiyet.html' title='Another Saturday in Swinburne.. shiyet!'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/SeCrwHwJ8XI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xUuVw3ltq44/s72-c/Perodua_Viva_Special_Edition_Large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-8205805452147881036</id><published>2009-04-09T22:20:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:43:53.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my family cmes 1st n i love dem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4XVTUb8PI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pdQL2ZaRvzY/s1600-h/IMG_1294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4XVTUb8PI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pdQL2ZaRvzY/s320/IMG_1294.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322717464329187570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4XVjvzgRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NYAz7a5rkcs/s320/IMG_1344.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322717468738945298" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my family n i.. d reason for everything i m still here.. i love dem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4WpaKH9HI/AAAAAAAAAFw/oQOl7k4G99U/s320/IMG_0098.jpg" style="text-align: center;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322716710250738802" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4WplYE_NI/AAAAAAAAAF4/DmkcFMGzyz4/s320/IMG_0562.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322716713262054610" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the king of d house! Mr Lakai.. heee~ he is d man dat make evrything happens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4VhVr1mQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/isjTzYMcnYA/s1600-h/IMG_1771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4VhVr1mQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/isjTzYMcnYA/s320/IMG_1771.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322715472099383554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4VhI9SObI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IITryRMlLDA/s320/IMG_1620.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322715468682901938" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my mama.. mdm selena.. i love her so much.. n i miss her lyk crazy!! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4UiVI8KVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Xp-n4mqxAE8/s320/IMG_0127.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322714389621254482" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4UiJh6F2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/tRfnctZegT4/s1600-h/IMG_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4UiJh6F2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/tRfnctZegT4/s320/IMG_0015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322714386504750946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;my lil bro after me.. mr nigel parril lakai.. d fashionista in d family.. he is so high taste.. vry syg n soft wid kids n ppl he love bt den if i kiss or hug him, he'll kick me.. he is big! :D bt den i love his bigness.. i miss &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4TM8N1mpI/AAAAAAAAAEo/SUwJiQaEbl8/s320/IMG_0014.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322712922642029202" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4TNMay0pI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ToeKn52cfZM/s320/IMG_0591.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322712926991340178" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my lil bro.. mr nathaniel imang lakai... d youngest, d guitarist and d most most manjakkk 1 in my family.. i love calling him sweetchicks and i love kissing him on d cheeks eventho he'll beat me up evrytime i do it.. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4SOO3f9PI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6CJjr1KZrX4/s400/IMG_0599.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322711845316850930" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the king n queen of my heart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ove dem sooooooooo much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n i miss dem.. d reason why i m stil alive n stil breathing the air for 19 yrs nw! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4RufCW2GI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pQG3OTqFMYM/s1600-h/IMG_1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4RufCW2GI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pQG3OTqFMYM/s400/IMG_1091.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322711299901544546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my two silly sweetchicks! i love dem.. bt den if i kiss dem.. n tell dem i love dem.. dey'll say i m GAY! :D n dey will chase me n hit me.. bt den i miss dem hitting me for kissing dem.. hehehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4RbFMrerI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LddguOJLItI/s1600-h/IMG_1073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4RbFMrerI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LddguOJLItI/s320/IMG_1073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322710966548003506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nathaniel, my daddy, my mama n nigel.. love dem so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today is the 9th of April.. hmm.. mama's bday.. n damn today i feel so down.. not today only actually... diz few days... ive been missing homee.. n ive been getting mad at everyone who is close to me, my hubby... hmmm... i m jz stress out.. there is so many things running thru my mind.. uni life, peers, assignmnts, my love life, my family back home.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wad i miss more is my family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mama most of all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;granddad and blackiee and everybody...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mama im sorry i cnt be home for ur bday....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love u mama...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i was home 2nyte celebrating her bday wid her.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss everybody...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuuhhhh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mama..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my head is pumping so hard now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i called dem jz now.. talked to mama.. talked to my granddad.. talked to my aunt ina.. asking bout baby fidelis... almost forgot dat he ever existed.. haha.. bt i really cnt 4get c0z i was d 2nd 1 to name baby fideliss... i talked to imang... got to joke around wid him 4 awhlee... aunty evaa.. saying hye to everyonee.. including my ex-bf in form 3 who is now my c0usin's cousin.. haha... well... den i talked to daddy... wen i start talking to daddy... i started feeling wanna cry... i dnt noe y.. it seems lyk i miss him more than i miss mama.. bt den.. i m not vry close to him at all.. i think its bk0z i hvnt talked or smsed him 4 long.. i feel bad jz msging him wen i nid money.. hmm.. wad a bad daughter i m being.. bt mama always say dat it isnt my fault.... i dnt noe wad she meant by dat.. haha.. or maybe c0z daddy is not really around n close to my brothers n i..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how i wish i m home rite nw....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i m sooooooo much jealous dat i am not home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mama told me dat everyone is missing me n talking&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bout me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) dey seem to miss my presents... i miss dem too... all of dem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u noe wad.. being away from my family makes me appreciate dem more n mke me realise dat family always comes first in my all most important list...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;family are the ones who r always around wen u nid dem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dey will never let u down or leave u wen u r in bad conditions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bad or gud.. dey r always der to help u up n support u wen d world is looking down at u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmmm... my family... i miss dem soooooo much.... n i love dem so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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dem'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/Sd4XVTUb8PI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pdQL2ZaRvzY/s72-c/IMG_1294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-5967607976346782341</id><published>2009-04-01T08:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T09:25:41.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of The Month of April..! :D</title><content type='html'>morning morning morning.. its Wednesday ppl..~ hw r u 2day?? hw r d wife n kids?? hahaha... wow! can u imagine dat! nw its been lyk 3 months im in swinburne.. n lots of things has happened... from assignments and to friends also.. trouble trouble trouble! wait! i m not saying dat friends are troublee... i m jz saying dat its hard to kp a gud friendship if u r not considerate n no understanding.. had a vry huge fight or may i say arguement wid one of my beloved galfren last 2 days.. n it made me cry 4 almost 2 hours! dammit! i m soooooooooooooooooo sorry bout wad hppn... wad i hate d most is hurt my friends.. i feel so damn guilty! but i hope things will turn out ok soon.. i miss her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok ok ok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no sadness in d morning pweety pwease!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i m jz starting my day so its not gud..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stomach status : hungry n thirsty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mood : 50% happy 50% undefine! shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i m actually pissed wid him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ada ka ptt nya tertido balit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;adoi adoi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dah la lewaaaaatt~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ish ish ishhh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geram hati eyhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok ok ooookkeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fuuhhh!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;relax relax&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;awal pagi tok babeee.. not vry gud.. brp kali dah mek padah tok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;myza oh myzaa.. spt biasaa... geng keras swinburne.. dari matahari terbit ke matahari berderoookkk tidooo nang tetaaak jak la keja mek duaak! huihuiiihh... best best!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lam kelas nektok! seeejok lalu eh.. nasib juak mek pakey sweater! wee!! sik juak sejok gilaakk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mun sik beku... dah la tgh cold shoulde ngan heater mek! waaa! jaik baaa!!! sapa suruh nya tido agik.. org suruh bgn.. sik bgn.. tdo gik.. dah la lewat lalu! kan pagi pagi mek mok bah look at his face b4 i do anything.. look at him smiling at me n gv me a morning kiss on my hand! ishhh! ada gik nya dtg gi kelas mek tek.. dtg agak! biarnya.. mek sik nangga nya kat luar.. mek halau nyaa.. shhuhh! i m in klaz la sayang! dnt dsturb.. i gave u time from 8am till i masuk kelas.. u lambat.. rasain loo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dah la mek lapar tok.. haus gik.. eee.. macam2.. mok berak gik mek tok.. mok gi toilet.. apa ka! euw!! myza!! mek mok beraakkk! p mok kencing juak! adeyh.. so many technical problems! adeyh adeyh... help me!! nei lecturer tok.. mek mok gi toilet.. bleh ka kuar jak?? p takut juak.. lvl 5 tok.. ada sik toilet bgs ooo... eeuuwww! mun sikpat pam air! euw! euw! euw! cidaak eyh.. ish.. ya nya! cidak eh klaka sal berak n air n euw! aaaaa... i wanna go to the toilet... pls pls pls.. jap.. nyk lecturer lok.. leh sik.. brb ya!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; fuhh! legaaa! hahaha.. mun myza baca tok nang tetaak cam apa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cukup la tok dolok....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to0dlesss!!~&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/7382685332332592707-5967607976346782341?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/5967607976346782341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=5967607976346782341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/5967607976346782341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/5967607976346782341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/04/1st-day-of-month-of-april-d.html' title='1st Day of The Month of April..! :D'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-2813870702423616986</id><published>2009-01-08T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T14:55:57.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homesick :(</title><content type='html'>Here i sit alone&lt;br /&gt;So much in my mind n heart&lt;br /&gt;Beside a wide open window&lt;br /&gt;The sun shining through&lt;br /&gt;The birds chirping n singing&lt;br /&gt;How i missed home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of laughter&lt;br /&gt;The boys running here n there&lt;br /&gt;Wrestling and teasing each other&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how i missed the times&lt;br /&gt;When they annoy me&lt;br /&gt;And made me mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aroma of mama's kitchen&lt;br /&gt;Homemade cookings&lt;br /&gt;Smell of liquour spills on the counter&lt;br /&gt;The smell smoke and food in my hair&lt;br /&gt;Mama's high tone&lt;br /&gt;When she ask for a hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His fur and paws&lt;br /&gt;So cute and adorable&lt;br /&gt;Missing his touch and his gesture&lt;br /&gt;The smell of his paw and his big yellow eyes&lt;br /&gt;His meow asking for attention&lt;br /&gt;and his meow asking for food &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man of the house&lt;br /&gt;The man who makes everything happen&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to make us all happy&lt;br /&gt;Who gave us such luxury&lt;br /&gt;Who gave us a comfortable home&lt;br /&gt;He is my daddy, head of this family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here alone&lt;br /&gt;In another part of the country&lt;br /&gt;Never been away from home&lt;br /&gt;Now i realise wad is important to me&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful family and my home sweet home&lt;br /&gt;And now i realise i wanna go home :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Jan 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-2813870702423616986?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/2813870702423616986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=2813870702423616986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/2813870702423616986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/2813870702423616986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2009/01/homesick.html' title='Homesick :('/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-6635293773497690456</id><published>2008-12-06T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:50:20.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Just a Girl</title><content type='html'>U probably wondering who this girl is,&lt;br /&gt;She is the girl of ur dreams,&lt;br /&gt;She is the girl in ur nightmares,&lt;br /&gt;She's this girl that makes u wonder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U wanna know more bout her,&lt;br /&gt;She's the girl u never get,&lt;br /&gt;Just quite wad u see,&lt;br /&gt;She's just a girl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the girl thats ur angel,&lt;br /&gt;She gives u a warm feeling that makes u smile,&lt;br /&gt;She's a sweetheart wen u treat her right,&lt;br /&gt;She's caring wen u need a pal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take advantage of her,&lt;br /&gt;She can be very mean,&lt;br /&gt;As she can be very sweet,&lt;br /&gt;So watch out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the girl that makes u regret,&lt;br /&gt;She curses when u tick her off,&lt;br /&gt;She can be a hurricane wen u treat her bad,&lt;br /&gt;She's just human with feelings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love her as she will love u more,&lt;br /&gt;Be her angel as she will be ur saint,&lt;br /&gt;Treat her  like a queen as she will treat u like her world,&lt;br /&gt;Be a sweetheart as she will give u everything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's sweet but bites wen u r mean,&lt;br /&gt;She's adorable but ugly wen ur a jerk,&lt;br /&gt;She's an angel but a devil wen ur treating her like hell,&lt;br /&gt;She's just human with feelings and born wid flaws.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-6635293773497690456?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/6635293773497690456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=6635293773497690456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/6635293773497690456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/6635293773497690456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2008/12/shes-just-girl.html' title='She&apos;s Just a Girl'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-5574803314317711947</id><published>2008-12-06T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:49:29.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Definition Of Life</title><content type='html'>Laying down beside my bunny,&lt;br /&gt;Pulling up my blanky up to my chin,&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the black red alarm clock,&lt;br /&gt;Ticking and wondering wad will my future be like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to the bright sun,&lt;br /&gt;Shining brightly against my face,&lt;br /&gt;Will my future be this bright?&lt;br /&gt;Will i finally have wad i wished for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many questions in my head,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering who might have the answers,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find the missing pieces,&lt;br /&gt;To the puzzles in this crosswords,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day dreaming of my perfect life will be,&lt;br /&gt;Wid a well paid job,&lt;br /&gt;A chic looking car,&lt;br /&gt;Living in a cozy big condo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down the road,&lt;br /&gt;A path where my future starts,&lt;br /&gt;Not an easy yellow brick path,&lt;br /&gt;Its reality baby, plan it right,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwing up here and there,&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes lurking up in everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;Makes me learn that life isn't perfect,&lt;br /&gt;Its up to us to fix it and make it better,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like learning to ride a bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;Like learning to read ABCs,&lt;br /&gt;Everything starts somewhere,&lt;br /&gt;It just need some pushing and determination,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failing doesnt mean failing forever,&lt;br /&gt;Get up on ur feet and march up,&lt;br /&gt;Reach for wad u dream,&lt;br /&gt;Dont come back till u grab hold of it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not wrong to dream,&lt;br /&gt;It starts somewhere and might come true,&lt;br /&gt;Future is planned when u started breathing,&lt;br /&gt;So plan ur future by starting off wid the right foot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-5574803314317711947?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/5574803314317711947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=5574803314317711947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/5574803314317711947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/5574803314317711947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-definition-of-life.html' title='My Definition Of Life'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-5318304737897445378</id><published>2008-12-05T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:36:03.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Besty, Julia</title><content type='html'>We were pals since kindies,&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand while eating candies,&lt;br /&gt;Me with my pony tails,&lt;br /&gt;U with your bangs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared an ice cream sundae,&lt;br /&gt;Remember when u spilt choc on me thet day?&lt;br /&gt;U were terrified,&lt;br /&gt;But i just laughed and it made u feel alright,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give the world to see u smile,&lt;br /&gt;I don't care even just for a while,&lt;br /&gt;I'd kick the ass of people who tease you,&lt;br /&gt;Don't u get it i do care for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sweared on our teddies names,&lt;br /&gt;We'd be BFF's forever and ever,&lt;br /&gt;Even some friends thought it was lame,&lt;br /&gt;Still we are still together,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to you my dear besty,&lt;br /&gt;My bestfriend in the whole wide world,&lt;br /&gt;Having u in my life makes me happy,&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough i hate it when u love purple.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-5318304737897445378?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/5318304737897445378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=5318304737897445378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/5318304737897445378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/5318304737897445378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-my-besty-julia.html' title='To My Besty, Julia'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-8551220418423732468</id><published>2008-12-05T18:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:25:09.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To all the men who has been in my life..</title><content type='html'>This world was about games,&lt;br /&gt;U came along,&lt;br /&gt;U taught me wad love is,&lt;br /&gt;U were my first,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off friends,&lt;br /&gt;Everything went great,&lt;br /&gt;U make me see a different side of you,&lt;br /&gt;U make me a different person,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U bring me flowers,&lt;br /&gt;U wrote me poems,&lt;br /&gt;U sang me a song,&lt;br /&gt;Everything was U n I,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U took my hand,&lt;br /&gt;Kissed it and stare into my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;U kissed my lips,&lt;br /&gt;I felt like i would die,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This i present to yous,&lt;br /&gt;Who had been in my life,&lt;br /&gt;Changing it in different ways,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you i bid to yous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even things doesn't work out,&lt;br /&gt;I am still the inside,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not as ur baby,&lt;br /&gt;No harm if we're just buddies..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-8551220418423732468?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/8551220418423732468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=8551220418423732468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8551220418423732468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8551220418423732468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-all-men-who-has-been-in-my-life.html' title='To all the men who has been in my life..'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-3297421347896615363</id><published>2008-12-05T17:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:10:37.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Inspiration</title><content type='html'>wad is love my love,&lt;br /&gt;tell me do you know?&lt;br /&gt;to me is dirt and blood and seed,&lt;br /&gt;dats how my garden grows,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad is diz pain inside,&lt;br /&gt;my vein has turn to frost,&lt;br /&gt;is there an operation please,&lt;br /&gt;and how much does it cost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this love is a, scary love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had one day left to live,&lt;br /&gt;i'd lock the doors and windows,&lt;br /&gt;but keep u in,&lt;br /&gt;if i had one day left to live,&lt;br /&gt;i'd wrap myself around you,&lt;br /&gt;and breathe u in,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad is love my love?&lt;br /&gt;tell me why it burns,&lt;br /&gt;like rage and fire inside me,&lt;br /&gt;but it causes no concern,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am used to it,&lt;br /&gt;wid ashes in my hands,&lt;br /&gt;at least i felt the pain of love,&lt;br /&gt;but no one understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this love is a, scary love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a crow in a place of doves,&lt;br /&gt;like clinch fist in a velvet gloves,&lt;br /&gt;like train running over us,&lt;br /&gt;like being nailed to the cross...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original writer : Skye Sweetnam&lt;br /&gt;Title : Scary Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-3297421347896615363?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/3297421347896615363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=3297421347896615363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/3297421347896615363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/3297421347896615363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2008/12/1-day-left-to-live.html' title='An Inspiration'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-8651566839359194746</id><published>2008-12-04T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:48:48.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Mama...</title><content type='html'>i saw a bright light,&lt;br /&gt;in a dark alley,&lt;br /&gt;i walked through it,&lt;br /&gt;finally found what ive been lookin' for,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a bright light,&lt;br /&gt;in an angel's eyes,&lt;br /&gt;she showed me the way,&lt;br /&gt;i followed my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a bright light,&lt;br /&gt;i know i was never lost,&lt;br /&gt;i know you were always there,&lt;br /&gt;in grief and in joy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama u are my angel,&lt;br /&gt;u thought me life,&lt;br /&gt;u thought me love,&lt;br /&gt;u thought me to grow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u wiped my tears,&lt;br /&gt;u sang me a lulaby,&lt;br /&gt;u made me feel warm,&lt;br /&gt;i fall asleep in ur arms,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama i ask for forgiveness,&lt;br /&gt;for all the pain i caused you,&lt;br /&gt;for all the tear i made u cry,&lt;br /&gt;im sorry mama, i really am,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll always be your little girl,&lt;br /&gt;but im keeping my lil bunny,&lt;br /&gt;to remind me of home,&lt;br /&gt;so i'll never get lonely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long mama,&lt;br /&gt;i am off to set my future,&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep all my promises,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be home for christmas in december.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-8651566839359194746?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/8651566839359194746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=8651566839359194746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8651566839359194746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/8651566839359194746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-mama.html' title='To Mama...'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-6975810567359899663</id><published>2008-12-04T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:26:30.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Body Image</title><content type='html'>diet pills and surgery,&lt;br /&gt;throwing up and ending up with bulimia,&lt;br /&gt;looking like sticks,&lt;br /&gt;ending up with only bones and skins,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey gorgeous babes,&lt;br /&gt;so what if he doesn't want you cause you're thick,&lt;br /&gt;thick, round, big and voluptuous,&lt;br /&gt;we are sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time glass,&lt;br /&gt;coca cola bottle,&lt;br /&gt;don't we want a body like that?&lt;br /&gt;reject and say no to a broom stick,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies,&lt;br /&gt;you are gorgeous the way you are,&lt;br /&gt;like a comfy sofa,&lt;br /&gt;wid extra cushions,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're only human,&lt;br /&gt;seperated by our thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;love yourself,&lt;br /&gt;before letting someone love you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big is beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;no point going under the knife,&lt;br /&gt;what for the lipo SUCKs-tion,&lt;br /&gt;whoops! did i get that spelling right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't waste your money,&lt;br /&gt;on diet pills and surgery,&lt;br /&gt;get out and get some fresh air,&lt;br /&gt;go for a jog and pump that heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live a happy life,&lt;br /&gt;care less bout what those bad mouth,&lt;br /&gt;care and love your body,&lt;br /&gt;you are one gorgeous time glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="p" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Image'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-2796938768606392663</id><published>2008-12-04T14:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T14:55:33.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy, please...</title><content type='html'>Sitting by the window,&lt;br /&gt;Watching the rain pourin' down,&lt;br /&gt;The birds flying back to their nests,&lt;br /&gt;Keeping their babies safe and warm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i ever feel safe?&lt;br /&gt;Do i ever feel loved?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me daddy,&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education and shelter and needs,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, u've given me,&lt;br /&gt;I wish u thank you,&lt;br /&gt;But have u ever listen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up wid u,&lt;br /&gt;Tried to express me,&lt;br /&gt;But u never listen,&lt;br /&gt;Makes me mute and confused,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy lurks,&lt;br /&gt;Peers and their dads,&lt;br /&gt;Close as twins,&lt;br /&gt;So insync,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, please hear me once,&lt;br /&gt;I want your attention,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to listen,&lt;br /&gt;Hear me out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough wealth,&lt;br /&gt;Enough luxury,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to be around,&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of my brothers..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-2796938768606392663?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/2796938768606392663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-3439883216262269890</id><published>2008-12-04T14:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T14:31:28.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Obsession</title><content type='html'>u r my sweetiepie,&lt;br /&gt;u r my cute lil muffin,&lt;br /&gt;u r my sweet chick,&lt;br /&gt;u r my obsession,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u drive every being crazy,&lt;br /&gt;u drive me crazy,&lt;br /&gt;wid ur long black hair,&lt;br /&gt;and big cute eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur cute gesture,&lt;br /&gt;ur adorable face,&lt;br /&gt;ur chubby features,&lt;br /&gt;juz make me go insane,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll carress ur hair,&lt;br /&gt;play wid your nose,&lt;br /&gt;tease ur tail,&lt;br /&gt;kiss ur cheek,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u r our obsession Mr Blackie,&lt;br /&gt;a family beloved kitty cat,&lt;br /&gt;how we love u so much,&lt;br /&gt;eventhough now,&lt;br /&gt;u only have 3 legs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-3439883216262269890?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/3439883216262269890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=3439883216262269890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/3439883216262269890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7382685332332592707/posts/default/3439883216262269890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-obsession.html' title='Our Obsession'/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09442735890808598502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_owBgLgcEsxA/S4AS9T48guI/AAAAAAAAALc/b2PxSKhJqW8/S220/9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382685332332592707.post-5400391878974313399</id><published>2008-12-03T01:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:44:11.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that dimple on your left cheek...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;back in November 31st 2007,&lt;br /&gt;i never knew i could be this happy,&lt;br /&gt;i never knew i coud be so crazy,&lt;br /&gt;one look at you,&lt;br /&gt;i know,&lt;br /&gt;i'll fall for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u dedicate me songs,&lt;br /&gt;telling me,&lt;br /&gt;how u really feel about me,&lt;br /&gt;mesmerize me with your smile,&lt;br /&gt;that dimple on your left cheek,&lt;br /&gt;u just make me fall head over heels for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told me u loved me,&lt;br /&gt;told me u miss me,&lt;br /&gt;told me im the 1st thing on your mind,&lt;br /&gt;u made me feel so crazy bout u,&lt;br /&gt;can't hold back this feeling,&lt;br /&gt;i have to have u in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u grab my hand,&lt;br /&gt;u kept them warm through the evening,&lt;br /&gt;u gave me our first kiss,&lt;br /&gt;i felt butterflies in my tummy,&lt;br /&gt;felt like i was floating in mid air,&lt;br /&gt;oh, how i wish the evening would last,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u told me this,&lt;br /&gt;it was the happiest day of your life,&lt;br /&gt;to me u are my universe,&lt;br /&gt;i never wanted to lose you,&lt;br /&gt;i never wanted to let you go,&lt;br /&gt;but u weren't meant to be mine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we drifted away,&lt;br /&gt;we lose grip of this love,&lt;br /&gt;this love that never had a chance to bloom,&lt;br /&gt;moved on with my life,&lt;br /&gt;but can't seem to forget you,&lt;br /&gt;n ur song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7382685332332592707-5400391878974313399?l=dkluma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dkluma.blogspot.com/feeds/5400391878974313399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7382685332332592707&amp;postID=5400391878974313399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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