<?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-31081588</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:42:26.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little treasure</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lilfortuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912715188059132450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-1298010445103315987</id><published>2007-04-12T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T11:24:23.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally! afta struggling for 2 yrs i owned a licence. the feeling is jus great. it's like u're given freedom. haha. gotta thanks my &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt; (for supporting part of the fees. so expensive!), the instructors from &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BBDC&lt;/span&gt; (mr ho, mr woo, mr au, mr quek and others which have taught me. im a slow learner &amp; at times i do get on their nerves cos i can't grasp the skills well. haha but they've taught me well. so thanks alot! really. cos i've succeeded on my 1st attempt. well im not trying to be cocky here. haha &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt; to my &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;frens&lt;/span&gt; too for believing in me and giving me words of encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whats nxt on the list? hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway think im having this feeling... the emotion tht sends butterflies in ur stomach. tht makes u smile all day. hehe. gez its too early to say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-1298010445103315987?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1298010445103315987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=1298010445103315987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/1298010445103315987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/1298010445103315987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/finally-afta-struggling-for-2-yrs-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lilfortuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912715188059132450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-5699421979865571378</id><published>2007-01-07T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T11:13:56.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had to accompany my sista to cc for her award ceremony. i dun remember mentioning this to her but i have to say tht im kinda proud to noe she's doin well in sch. anyway im happy tht i had some uncles to talk to jus now. otherwise i will be bored to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her: u talk to the pakcik2 ar? so u come here jus to tangkap jambu je ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh im so HURT by ur comments. 1st thing 1st if u cud remember, i was FORCED to accompany u. i cud have done something betta aites. 2ndly i didnt make the 1st move to talk to em. anyway it was jus a frenly talk to kill boredom. 3rdly the aunties there didnt talk to me so i dun talk to em. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to zhenhui thanks for the dinner aites. n sorry tht u had to miss ur bus.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway hafiz is entering ns soon. kinda having this mixed feelings. will miss him.. sigh. feeling sey.. hehe but thts wat im feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k people nyts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-5699421979865571378?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5699421979865571378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=5699421979865571378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/5699421979865571378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/5699421979865571378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/2007/01/had-to-accompany-my-sista-to-cc-for-her.html' title=''/><author><name>lilfortuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912715188059132450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-4444246879605941961</id><published>2007-01-04T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T19:06:04.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have this feeling tht the co is gona terminate my contract soon before it even ended. OBSOLETE EMPLOYEE. vol is low and so the perm staff can handle it EMSELF ryt now. oh well this is reality. nothings forever. i have been sending resume but no replies. im sad ryt now. any lobangs out there? pls call 1800-job-desperado. thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-4444246879605941961?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4444246879605941961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=4444246879605941961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/4444246879605941961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my dearest &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Samiyah&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Adawiyah&lt;/span&gt;. may u be blessed with longevity, prosperity and happiness in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samiyah -- Im happy tht u have found the one to share ur joy and ur sorrows. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adawiyah -- so wat does it feels lyk to be legal? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a year has past. i would like to thank Him for giving me the gift of life, for my family, my friends &amp;amp; my dearest who have stood by me through my ups and downs, for the happiness as well as the pain that has shaped me to be a better person, for the simple pleasures in life, for the tiff i had with my fren which has strengthen our friendship, for the angst, the jealousy, the disappointment, the empathy etc cos tht means im a lady blessed with feelings and the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoping that 2007 would be a great year for us all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-154047394007389679?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/154047394007389679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=154047394007389679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/154047394007389679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/154047394007389679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/2007/01/foremost-happy-birthday-to-my-dearest.html' title=''/><author><name>lilfortuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912715188059132450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-116403573898727578</id><published>2006-11-12T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T09:52:35.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>18 years old. i tot i knew wat is best for me. but  gez i was wrong. mistakes i had made werent tht grave but life wud take a better turn if i had chose otherwise.  i realised tht i had caused alot of misery to people tht i love n tot i hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange but  i used to complain to my frens how i felt irritated by guys who show concern n kindness.. but these are the guys tht will make good partners. any regrests? well a lil. hehe. i gez i know now wats the meaning of ' be with the person who loves u not whom u love' i used to oppose this theory till now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-116403573898727578?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/116403573898727578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=116403573898727578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/116403573898727578'/><link rel='self' 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gini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panas terik fuh btul2 satu cobaan.. masih ade 4 jam lagi sblum berbuke puase. tapi ade la sekumpulan manusia (i suspect kuat ini one big family la) rilek je minum air sambil tu jalan2 kat bazar. yang klakar nyer puase tak nak tapi raye nak pulak. iyelah ape ke tidak. kalau kat tangan tu beg plastic boleh tahan jgk banyak nyer. confirm baju raye la tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramadhan tu kan hanya sebulan. kiter nie bukan la pandai sgt nak menasihati orng. tapi sayang btul kalau kiter tak cuba berpuase dan beribadah pade bulan yang mulia ini. yang sedih nie kumpulan tadi tu ade anak2 kecil. kalau ibu bapa dah tak btul, minum air dpan khalayak orng ramai tym ramadhan, kan dah jadi contoh tak baik buat mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i confirm lah kat u all nie semuer bahawasanya generasi akan dtg pasti akan menempuh lebih byk cubaan mendidik anak. kalau tak percaye bukak mate besar2 dan lihat telatah manusia zaman skg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teme kasih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-116084342022316847?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/116084342022316847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=116084342022316847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/116084342022316847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/116084342022316847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/2006/10/kalau-pergi-geylang-tu-mcm2-style-orng.html' title=''/><author><name>lilfortuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912715188059132450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-115985543356283489</id><published>2006-09-29T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:03:53.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the wonders of retail therapy - it works! but be sure to set aside a budget. u wun wana left with nothing b4 the next pay day. really had fun shopping with my twin sista. hehe. samiyah remember the baju that we bought? i look kinda funny in it. its lyk as if im having a baby gitu. lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-115985543356283489?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-115963639692840531</id><published>2006-09-26T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T01:13:16.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was left in the dark&lt;br /&gt;and it feels like as if people are mocking at me&lt;br /&gt;for being oblivious&lt;br /&gt;for being stupid&lt;br /&gt;for being too understanding&lt;br /&gt;for being too trusting&lt;br /&gt;u have a life&lt;br /&gt;and i respect it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-115963639692840531?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/115963639692840531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i was super-keduper bingit. can u imagine since 9 in the morning till 5 plus she was blabbering non-stop. seriously i cudnt stand all the racket tht she's making. i felt lyk goin up to her n say "can u pls keep quiet. jus for 5 minutes. thts all im asking." i tot i was the only 1. gez oda people shared the same view. cos by 630 most of us hv already gone hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;anyway thanks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for being there for me &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-115877296743385367?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/115877296743385367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=115877296743385367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115877296743385367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115877296743385367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-was-super-keduper-bingit.html' title=''/><author><name>lilfortuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912715188059132450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-115859578783608945</id><published>2006-09-18T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T00:23:38.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so its monday. gosh at this point of tym how i wish i was still in sch where i dun have to give reasons for being MIA. i was left with no choice but to drag myself out of bed. wasnt really at my best and it was all 'printed' on my face -- "u'd betta not piss me off today cos im so gonna give u a hell of a time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mit up with fae n sam jus to have fun. to drown all my sorrows. to drive away all my worries. had apple pie for dinner. apple pie comforts me. and at tht moment i desire for choco ice-cream. something which i indulge whenever im down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-115859578783608945?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/115859578783608945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=115859578783608945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115859578783608945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115859578783608945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-its-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>lilfortuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912715188059132450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-115564841147433936</id><published>2006-08-15T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T22:00:49.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if only im paid to go to sch.. haha. life in sch is far more exciting and less exhausting. im beginning to think how long i can endure in tht kind of environment. maybe i'd betta start finding something to motivate myself. it is all in the mind. wateva it is i'd gotta work to survive. hopefully i cud be a perm staff. once tht is attained im gona try to actualize all my plans. well thts being too ambitious. perhaps i'll start by achieving wat i really want most for myself. btw the interesting part of my journey to work is when i keep bumping into the same person on board the train. if i didnt meet him, it either means im gona reach office too early or too late. but most probably its the latter. im neva too early unless i took a cab. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw a fren wrote a poem. kinda weird and funny. so enjoy aites! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keindahan malam meyulubungi sanubari&lt;br /&gt;Inginku mencari kekasih di hati&lt;br /&gt;Dapat ku tatapi&lt;br /&gt;Namu dia terlepas dibawa pergi&lt;br /&gt;Sayang...&lt;br /&gt;Seindah kehidupan bersama tidak dapat dikecapi&lt;br /&gt;Kerana dibawa lelaki sekelas di poly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-115564841147433936?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-115540026687398687</id><published>2006-08-12T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T00:41:05.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with my parents n youngest sis to watch fireworks. yana had gone to watch sws concert while ina had gone with her frens to watch the fireworks at esplanade. set out at 810pm. it was kinda a last minute decision. was hoping we could catch the fireworks. luck wasnt on our side i gez. we were stuck in a massive traffic jam. from tanjong pagar till marina south. was suggesting to syahida tht we could get out of the car n walked to a place nearby where we could watch the fireworks. but she was so adamant bout staying in the car. not sporting u know. haha.. but lets be positive. at least i got to hear kebooom!! ~heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway while we were stuck in a traffic jam, there was this big lorry (more for carrying gds) beside us. like wat the hell this lorry doing here?? n there was this guy in the lorry who was practically looking at me. felt really uncomfortable. i gez my father was aware bout it tht he wound up the window. haha.. i forgot all bout my window. i could actually wound up the window myself but there i was fiddling with my hp to keep myself busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw there was this cement truck on the road with a snobbish driver. hey noe tht u r driving a big vehicle but that doesnt mean u have to be MEAN! kentutz btul la. he's really inconsiderate. he didnt give us a chance to diverge into the lane going to marina south. so we had no choice but to enter expressway. i turned ard and gave him a good stare. damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afta all the disappointment we headed home. wasnt really my kind of day. anyway people ski360degrees sounds fun.. any1 wana go there?? visit &lt;a href="http://www.ski360degree.com/"&gt;http://www.ski360degree.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-115540026687398687?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/115540026687398687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=115540026687398687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115540026687398687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115540026687398687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/2006/08/went-out-with-my-parents-n-youngest.html' title=''/><author><name>lilfortuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912715188059132450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-115514088963032476</id><published>2006-08-09T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T23:50:20.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;happy birthday singapore!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006. the only time where i didnt get to watch national day parade with my family cos they went to msia. u myt think im an emo freak but i felt kinda sad actually. anyway watched The Fast andThe Furious: Tokyo Drift with him. it is a good show. lurve the races. lurve the cars. lurve the casts especially sung kang cos he's cool. i mean really cool. if only i cud drift tht well. but first lets just concentrate on getting a license la. *heh*&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/31081588-115514088963032476?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/115514088963032476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=115514088963032476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115514088963032476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115514088963032476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-singapore-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>lilfortuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912715188059132450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-115484878798371582</id><published>2006-08-05T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T00:00:49.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was 15 mins late for work. meet up with samiyah to witness the official opening of fireworks display in commemoration of national day. went to eat at kfc. the manager was witty. trying to be funny with us. haha i appreciate tht though. anyway samiyah the guy tht was standing at the osim shop, remember?? he is cute la.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were so "on" that we reached esplanade at 5 plus to 6 just to find a gud spot to watch fireworks. were there jus sitting, talking and looking till 9pm. we were gettin a lil anxious by 8pm. it was a long wait. haha. but im glad we did "booked" the seats early. cos by then there was a large crowd along esplanade who was apparently there for the same purpose. it was spectacular especially the music that accompanied the fireworks which compliments the whole display. i just love the ending. superb. but too bad we didnt bring any cameras. but glad i had my w700i with me.. hehe as usual after that we had a hard tym finding our way through the crowd to mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5440/1158/1600/DSC00365.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5440/1158/1600/DSC00365.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5440/1158/320/DSC00365.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to do with apple chips with 2 bottles of ice mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5440/1158/1600/DSC00366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5440/1158/320/DSC00366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought it was gonna rain. Just look at those clouds. But luckily it did not rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5440/1158/1600/DSC00368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5440/1158/320/DSC00368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People starting to picnic along esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5440/1158/1600/DSC00387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5440/1158/320/DSC00387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5440/1158/1600/DSC00382.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5440/1158/320/DSC00382.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5440/1158/1600/DSC00381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5440/1158/320/DSC00381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5440/1158/1600/DSC00383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5440/1158/320/DSC00383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-115484878798371582?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/115484878798371582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=115484878798371582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115484878798371582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115484878798371582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/2006/08/was-15-mins-late-for-work.html' title=''/><author><name>lilfortuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912715188059132450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-115484635814010757</id><published>2006-08-04T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T14:39:18.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im feeling so down. For the past few days it hasnt been easy for me. Doing alot of self-reflections and listening to different views bout certain issues pertaining to my life. Tmr i have to work. Tht is like the last thing i wana do as of now -- working on Saturday. im just looking forward for my practical lesson. I was hoping my fav instructor would teach me today. And indeed it was him who taught me. im happy bout tht. hehe. i am comfortable with the rest of the instructors, but kinda prefer him. he reminded me of someone whom i had a crush on during my sec sch days. haha not tht im infatuated to my instructor or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking through the boulevard&lt;br /&gt;I saw a dove on the green patches&lt;br /&gt;A pang of empathy goes out to him&lt;br /&gt;The injured dove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought him home&lt;br /&gt;Tendering to him&lt;br /&gt;With great love and care&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for his recovery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As days goes by&lt;br /&gt;I felt attached to him&lt;br /&gt;The dove&lt;br /&gt;That i kept in a cage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one day&lt;br /&gt;I realise that perhaps&lt;br /&gt;You were not mine&lt;br /&gt;You do not belong to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now i will let you free&lt;br /&gt;Fly away into the nights&lt;br /&gt;Though this unwilling heart&lt;br /&gt;Will hurt in silence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-115484635814010757?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/115484635814010757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=115484635814010757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115484635814010757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115484635814010757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-feeling-so-down.html' title=''/><author><name>lilfortuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912715188059132450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-115411308165761415</id><published>2006-07-28T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T02:59:24.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today during lunch we were chatting bout long term relationship and how sparks between couples begin to diminish. haha... well i gez wat i learned in psychology class is true. the early stage of ur relationship is always the 'honeymoon period' where everything seems so beautiful. where u wud send lovey messages to ur sweetheart. where u constantly msg 1 another. where u will have butterflies in ur stomach when u are meeting ur honey. but in the later stages, funny how u dun really practice these things as frequent anymore. probably it has bcome compassionate love. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well every relationship will experience transitions. we somewat agreed tht when tht happens it doesnt mean tht there's no love anymore. it takes effort to keep a relationship going. it can be rather exhausting. so i gez u have to enjoy being with one another so despite putting the extra effort u wun feel drained cos u love doin it. get wat i mean?? haha i hope so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when u dun feel the sparks anymore i gez both have to do something to revive it tht is if u really wana be tht person till death do us apart or at least for long term basis. as u spend more tym with tht person, u get a lil bored. i gez thts why people have affairs. we have then come to a conclusion tht wateva it is it depends on individuals. if u really want things to work out, u've got to do something bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyk the old sayings when there's a will there's a way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway syamsul i am happy for u tht she is beginning to be more open towards u. u have my support. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-115411308165761415?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/115411308165761415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=115411308165761415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115411308165761415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115411308165761415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-during-lunch-we-were-chatting.html' title=''/><author><name>lilfortuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912715188059132450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-115411172864880981</id><published>2006-07-27T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T02:35:28.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh im so pissed off today. from 735am till 755am there was no bus where i can board. 4 buses passed but all were packed. my last resort was to hail a cab. i was really reluctant to do tht bcos of the surge in price. so had to pay extra $2 and $0.50 for erp. the taxi fare was $16.60 luckily i had $20 but i was rather afraid tht it wud cost me more. super early today. reached ofc at 0815hrs. today's jonathan's last day. though i dun have the chance to get to know him better but he is a nice bloke and i am glad to have met him. thanks for helping me to search for files and all the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to paragon today during our lunch break. not eating since both me n liyana are fasting. yan on course. took 190 from parkmall to ngee ann city. took 174 from partyworld ktv back to meridian. it was nice jus to walk n chat n laugh. haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-115411172864880981?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/115411172864880981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=115411172864880981' 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hanyalah satu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keriangan di hati&lt;br /&gt;Terpancar di wajah&lt;br /&gt;Bila saja bersamamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingin ku berkata&lt;br /&gt;Dirimu semakin jauh&lt;br /&gt;Bayu dingin mendakapku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetap aku mencuba&lt;br /&gt;Membawa dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Sekembali di sisiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingin ku bertanya&lt;br /&gt;Cintamu milik siapa&lt;br /&gt;Tuluskah kasihmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atau hanya sebuah persembahan&lt;br /&gt;Di mana hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Hanya ada sesalan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan aku jika diriku&lt;br /&gt;Tidak mampu memberi kebahagian&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya jika hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Masih miliknya&lt;br /&gt;Aku pasrah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun tanpamu jiwa resah&lt;br /&gt;Namun aku rela&lt;br /&gt;Kerana aku mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;Kebahagian mu kebahagian ku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-115374792903792060</id><published>2006-07-24T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:17:30.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>samiyah!! i too watched barbie diaries... hehe. all of a sudden it reminded me of my sch days. it really captures the episodes of a life as a student as it was all bout popularity, kids trying to fit in, crushes, secret admirers and the list just goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was never part of the popular kids, low profile, average looking, shy, never good at expressing my tots. seems to me my life is somewat similar as samiyah.. hehe. wateva it is i was quite pleased with my life back then though how i wish i could have been more out spoken and perhaps prettier hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was feeling all so sad TODAY. i duno whats wrong with me. no maybe i do jus tht i dont wish to acknowledge its existence. i am never pleased with wat i have. always expecting something even better. n when im not able to achieve wat i desire, it makes me feel unfortunate n thts where i started questioning why cant i be tht way? why cant i have tht? how i wish he's lyk tht. n before u knew it tears started to flow and i get so emotional and at times agitated. but im jus being a selfish brat for not cherishing the things tht i have and people who love me.  it makes me realise tht less is sometimes better...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-115374792903792060?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/115374792903792060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=115374792903792060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115374792903792060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115374792903792060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/2006/07/samiyah-i-too-watched-barbie-diaries.html' title=''/><author><name>lilfortuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912715188059132450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-115349838942635442</id><published>2006-07-21T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T00:13:09.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i was introduced to a new kind of food from angie's choice. never tried it b4. shaped lyk popiah with an omelette-like skin and filled with mango, it taste so nice and refreshing. im falling in love with the mango roll. seriously haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went out to eat at straits kitchen at grand hyatt with my colleagues. i jus love the ambience. and the service there is marvellous. its lyk a buffet where u can sample food from different regions. there was this 'buddha jump over the wall' soup (pardon me if i got tht wrong hehe) which my colleagues commended. maybe its nice but it doesnt suit to my likings. there's this strong taste of chinese mushrooms which i feel too "herby".  heard tht the buffet cost ard 45 per head (perhaps without gst. so with gst it might cost 50 per head). but i think i only eat around $20 worth of food. wasted la though i didnt have to fork out a single cent. seriously theres alot of delicacies which i should have tasted. *regrets*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while the rest still eating dessert i left the place with 3 other pple. it was kinda late and was feeling quite sleepy. by then how i wish some1 cud fetch me home. hahaha. hey i tot i saw syed azmir just now. but probably its not him cos i wasnt wearing my specs. had a pleasant journey home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-115349838942635442?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/115349838942635442/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-115340883607741163</id><published>2006-07-20T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T23:31:09.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>him: mcm i tahu la ape tu syarahan.. (lyk i noe wat is preaching)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: takkan la tak tahu ape tu syarahan. (dun tell me you dunno wat is preaching)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: dun u noe tht im not a muslim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: {i felt lyk as if im watching discovery channel}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha seriously throughout our 3 mths of friendship, i've always tot tht he's a muslim. cos he speaks malay very well. i have the tendency to make this assumption: speaks malay well = muslim. hehe.. i still dun get it how cum the idea of him being non-muslim has never crossed my mind. *thinking* oh well it doesnt matter anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway thanks qiuping for early birthday present. i never received such an early birthday present b4. i was kinda surprised. but hey i love surprises. haha.. love the gift so much. it fits so nicely in my room. thanks again qiuping! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so people going kbox on 29th july isit? my family going msia again eh on tht day. to hunt for durians again. i duno wats up with my family and durians. haha. but dun think im gona join em for the quest to find the most tastiest durians.... (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw ACCIDENTALLY met with syamsul.. haha syamsul dun be offended by it. its nice to bump into u jus now. u kinda look more radiant. haha duno whether 'radiant' is the word to describe you. so hopefully u r doing fine la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orytes till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-115340883607741163?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/115340883607741163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=115340883607741163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115340883607741163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115340883607741163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/2006/07/him-mcm-i-tahu-la-ape-tu-syarahan.html' title=''/><author><name>lilfortuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912715188059132450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-115305798776587756</id><published>2006-07-16T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T21:53:07.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to johore today at 730am cos i feel lyk going there since i've not been in msia for the past few months. so met with my cousins, aunties, uncles and my grandma at pantai lido b4 we went to our 1st stop to have our breakfast. had quite a heavy breakfast. it seems tht nowadays i've been eating too much. my father was lyk saying "linda you better watch your diet. you nid ur body". haha makan salah tak makan salah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we went to kampung sawah, i think, to buy durians. it was nice. the seller, rizal gave us free durians which had already been eaten (part of it) by squirrels. it is believe that if part of the durians had been eaten by squirrels, the durians taste good. i didnt know tht squirrels had such a strong set of teeth to rip open part of the durians. amazing! we oso visited a relative of ours which i dun really noe. i envy him cos he owns such a nice kampung house with so many durian and jackfruit trees as well as other plantations. how i wish i could have a house in spore n a kampung in msia. then we went to shop. i didnt really shop tht much. there wasnt really a good bargain tht i can get hold on. nevertheless im happy cos i bought a lot of snacks. marvellous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was really a scorching day. and we were like eating durians at 130pm. heaty fruits on a hot day. wat a nice combination. for tht wonderful combo i ended up with a sore throat. bet i wud have fever tmr if i dun drink enough water. so at 8 plus im back in spore, exhausted. and tmr i have to go to work. how nice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-115305798776587756?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/115305798776587756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=115305798776587756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115305798776587756'/><link rel='self' 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days i was a lil cranky n grumpy. mayb its d hormones imbalance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 6plus i went to kfc with yana. there i saw this guy who looks younger than me. i was attracted to the way he does his work.  then he smiled at me so i smiled back. at the back of my mind i was thinking i would have approved him if he were my sis bf. haha. tot he was d goody2 type but then i saw tht he had this piercing thing in his mouth. i shuldnt have judged too soon. haha.. but wateva it is he's cute la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway pple still remember a guy with initial K ? well he's back. he confessed that he lyk me. which is strange for he told me last yr tht he dun have feelings for me (he tot tht i lyk him. i duno which soul give him tht idea). next he once told me tht i wasnt pretty or sweet. but now he said tht i am beautiful. ok im flattered but there's a BIG QUESTION MARK on my face. wat is he up to? n then today out of the blue he said tht he missed me and wanted to meet me. told him i've got plans. n then he said i've got too many excuses. he's a one confused guy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-115296844936411627?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/115296844936411627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=115296844936411627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115296844936411627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115296844936411627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>lilfortuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912715188059132450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31081588.post-115281076366217970</id><published>2006-07-14T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T12:13:07.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a new beginning. haha after what had happened to my previous blog so here's the new one. it took me ages to build it. 1stly i just cant find the right url cos most of it are already registered. 2ndly i nid a new blog skin; with a job it is so hard to find time to design one. 3rdly and the ever most prominent reason which summarise the delay; im just a procrastinator la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wat is 'erianthe' ? just some greek word which i picked up from babynames.com which means 'sweet'. hehe smangat u noe... it just suits the whole theme tht i had in mind. Sweet &amp; Simple :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been quite a while since i last blog. weird but true i kinda forget how to blog and stuff. anyway people life has been fine. im adapting quite well with my job. just that for the past 2 consecutive days i was being nagged by my superior. well i admit it was my fault but im not gona bear the full responsibilities. u noe working life has given me the chance to stumble upon alot of discoveries -- seriously to secure your job u have to be smart and alert for u dun wana have a knife stuck on your back. figuratively. i dun believe tht people are just so &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cunning&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mean&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;selfish&lt;/span&gt; and the list just goes on... i've heard stories bout such encounters and now i see it for myself. but of cos there is a balance to this whole theory -- not all are evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this incident where i had rejected a doc to the co twice. so the secretary called me. [name of the co &amp;amp; secretary is fictional in order to protect their identity. im just giving em some face la.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;secretary: can i speak to haslinda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;me: yes speaking n may i noe who's on the line?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;secretary: im jane from abc. why you reject my doc twice ar? everything in order wat. i duno why u have to reject it again. no mistakes wat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; (with confidence &amp; the not so happy tone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;haslinda:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(bet u really have small eyes to detect even a small mistake)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;erm.. there are mistakes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;in your doc. can you pls check it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;secretary: but i checked a lot of times redi eh. i cannot find.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(she sounded so sure and agitated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;haslinda:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; (pissed off &amp;amp; being the ever so good haslinda i just tell her where are the mistakes which im not suppose to for its her job and responsibility to make sure tht the docs are in order. i got other cases to attend to and here she is trying to debate with me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;secretary: oh tht one ar. i didnt c it haha. okey i will send you the amended doc. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;haslinda: HA.HA. bye.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(not even a thank you. bitch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the thing is shes not doing her job properly and yet she's trying to correct me. if she had jus called and asked me politely to tell her what are the mistakes i would have been more than willing to help her. in conclusion you just got to be cold at times to suit the occasion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31081588-115281076366217970?l=linda-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/115281076366217970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31081588&amp;postID=115281076366217970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115281076366217970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31081588/posts/default/115281076366217970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linda-dreamer.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>lilfortuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912715188059132450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
