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against the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another life&lt;br /&gt;I would make you stay&lt;br /&gt;So I don't have to say&lt;br /&gt;You were the one that got away&lt;br /&gt;The one that got away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was June and you were my Johnny Cash&lt;br /&gt;Never one without the other We made a pact&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I put those records on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said you had your tattoo removed&lt;br /&gt;Saw you downtown singing the Blues&lt;br /&gt;It's time to face the music&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer your muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in another life&lt;br /&gt;I would be your girl&lt;br /&gt;We keep all our promises&lt;br /&gt;Be us against the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another life&lt;br /&gt;I would make you stay&lt;br /&gt;So I don't have to say&lt;br /&gt;You were the one that got away&lt;br /&gt;The one that got away&lt;br /&gt;The one&lt;br /&gt;The one that got away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this money can't buy me a time machine (No)&lt;br /&gt;Can't replace you with a million rings (No)&lt;br /&gt;I shoulda told you what you meant to me &lt;br /&gt;Cause i now pay the price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another life&lt;br /&gt;I would be your girl&lt;br /&gt;We keep all our promises&lt;br /&gt;Be us against the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another life&lt;br /&gt;I would make you stay&lt;br /&gt;So I don't have to say&lt;br /&gt;You were the one that got away&lt;br /&gt;The one that got away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another life&lt;br /&gt;I would make you stay&lt;br /&gt;So I don't have to say&lt;br /&gt;You were the one that got away&lt;br /&gt;The one that got away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katy Perry- The One That Got Away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-2616380958683453541?l=irreconcilablesonnet.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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-4696156118055801851</id><published>2011-01-14T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T21:07:49.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hereby name you, Seltide.</title><content type='html'>i was reciting a prayer when i saw it, that faint shadow peeking over me. i wondered to my inner most thoughts. Who is that person? I brought her to the mirror, her hands were rough, her nails looked worn out, not that i've ever known how and what nails would look like in different settings. &lt;br /&gt;It was my reflection. The shadow, it was an exact reflective image of me. But she dint look so good. "You okay?" she just shooks her head, and her eyes smiled, (theres nothing for you to worry about) "Are you sure?" (Yes, dont worry bout it, you'll be ok, we'll be ok)She hugged me, got me to bed, and we slept. I usually have this thinking phase every night before i sleep, but i guess she helped silenced it down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up next day, feeling the effed up pain in my throat, did my early prayers and ran down to slice some lemons, and squeezed the perfectly pure juice down my throat, Die you nasty things.. then i soothe them, with honey. it felt heavenly. &lt;br /&gt;But there was something else in my head. &lt;br /&gt;What the hell are you?&lt;br /&gt;i think you can call me Seltide.&lt;br /&gt;Thats a very weird name.&lt;br /&gt;Yours is too.&lt;br /&gt;What do you want?&lt;br /&gt;Runaway.&lt;br /&gt;Im not a model.&lt;br /&gt;I said RUN-A-WAY. NOT RUN-WAY.&lt;br /&gt;oh. why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause im tired being you.&lt;br /&gt;being me?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you. you whiney, you fraud, you big pretend robot. I wanna see the truth in life. Youre like my dream's pacifier.&lt;br /&gt;I know. i cant help it. Reality is too much.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and theres only so little that i can take.&lt;br /&gt;I know that.&lt;br /&gt;So could you let me go?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if i could, Seltide.&lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;then she vanished. Leaving me as troubled as i am. No less clearer. Only more confused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-4696156118055801851?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/4696156118055801851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=4696156118055801851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/4696156118055801851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/4696156118055801851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2011/01/hereby-name-you-seltide.html' title='Hereby name you, Seltide.'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-2632064661163237213</id><published>2010-09-14T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T10:24:55.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Used To Be</title><content type='html'>excited to the bones when you see a post&lt;br /&gt;cant keep off from the internet to get a reply&lt;br /&gt;cant keep off the phone wanting a text&lt;br /&gt;always hearin your ringtone going when theres actually none&lt;br /&gt;having that song on replay everytime and smiling while at it&lt;br /&gt;reading the messages and smiles to yourself&lt;br /&gt;Just creeps your everything when you read "I love you too"&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if it'll come back&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if it ever did went away&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if its just me who feels this way&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder &lt;br /&gt;cause i can never let go.&lt;br /&gt;though if one day fate says no..&lt;br /&gt;I will succumb, i will accept. And if thats what he wants&lt;br /&gt;Thats what he will get&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby, &lt;br /&gt;i just love you that bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-2632064661163237213?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/2632064661163237213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=2632064661163237213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/2632064661163237213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/2632064661163237213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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been laughing, but not from the heart. ive been dancing, maybe wrote a poem or two and sometimes just daydreaming like ive always loved it, but it all seemed to me, like it was created. like its fake, and had no meaning in it. i was a creative dreamer, i create stories, through words i make them alive, but now, im like a dreamer, so far away lost in an unknown dimension, dreams made are now only to be broken, and miss dreamer as i am, could not dream anymore, not now, and it feels like never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancing, what i love doing the most, as im performing and dancing in any occasion, the rush is not there anymore, maybe half well maybe full, but like its just being said, it never did came from the heart. and at some point or two, you might find me, sucked into a dark hole, to others sight i'll look like, lost, blur, mistakes in my steps, and going over styling the moves. &lt;br /&gt;damn it i just want to feel IT again. but it never came back. whatever will i make, building it stronger, it aint coming any nearer, not an inch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant laugh, maybe i do outside, but my heart does not jump when i do, you know like your heart goes ticklish and a sudden rush floods your body, youre suddenly in hip mood, gleaming, glowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like a robot, unable to feel, only knows how to do, react, and live. autopilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered it was since that day, in petronas's dance studio, where i had the phone call from my mother, when i knew of a bad news from her. my grandfather passed away, the impact he left on my family, the impact he left towards me. for the first time in my life, that i'd never faced neither had such feelings before or known of it at all, it came slowly and clearly i named it, The Numb feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since that day on, my words no more calms me when i write of something, my dancing never satisfied me anymore, the feeling 'relief' has left its place in my heart, leaving a dark patch on it, dirty and a mess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recently thought it was because of granddaddy who left such feeling for me, that because of that day, a dreamer's heart was murdered. but when i read my friend's blog just a moment ago, i had a second thought. maybe it is a part of life, maybe everyone goes thru it. this lost feeling. but to what extent will it go. will it ever end? will i ever feel it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is no wonder now that i didnt cry at the end of DTB2, i remember i cried horribly after the first DTB finale, but not the 2nd remake.. and watching love stories or tragic ones, i just stare at the well presented screen in front of me and never thought of crying and if i was watching movies with someone else, i had to fake a cry so they wont think i was not myself or hhaving them to question things like"Siti youre not crying?! how odd!" and stuff like that. i just couldnt face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because if i were to be reminded that i am lost while im on autopilot, 'this autopilot' thing will go haywire, and i will feel that numb feeling again, and when i do feel it, takes a whole load of brand new effort all over again to forget about it, and run this life the way it should be would be very challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea when this heart will bloom to its end, reach for its core and grow rapidly out from me. when could i really feel. for time will take its pace and slow for now, i would say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus im still left, as lost as i were&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-6912324544687722512?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/6912324544687722512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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just cant figure it out&lt;br /&gt;just cant figure it out no more now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that a feeling like that&lt;br /&gt;is the kind i wish to avoid now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its going to be my worst fate if i do&lt;br /&gt;if i go on feeling the way i wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should take a step back &lt;br /&gt;escape to the backdoor&lt;br /&gt;have my head held high&lt;br /&gt;leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant take it&lt;br /&gt;this feeling im facing&lt;br /&gt;its bout to break down&lt;br /&gt;every inside of me its killing&lt;br /&gt;should i pause my life&lt;br /&gt;speak out or shut tight&lt;br /&gt;i just cant take it&lt;br /&gt;this moment so still&lt;br /&gt;right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;its watching me decide &lt;br /&gt;ive got nowhere to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there he goes&lt;br /&gt;walking my way so easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell to my lap&lt;br /&gt;talking of situations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only he doesnt know of this&lt;br /&gt;my heart is burning degrees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should take a step back&lt;br /&gt;run to the backdoor&lt;br /&gt;have my head held high&lt;br /&gt;leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant take it&lt;br /&gt;this feeling im facing&lt;br /&gt;its bout to break down&lt;br /&gt;every inside of me its killing&lt;br /&gt;should i pause my life&lt;br /&gt;speak out or shut tight&lt;br /&gt;i just cant take it&lt;br /&gt;this moment so still&lt;br /&gt;right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;its watching me decide &lt;br /&gt;ive got nowhere to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not my line&lt;br /&gt;it is not my fate&lt;br /&gt;i should keep my friends being mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-8447471906859809429?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-8299610971193516913</id><published>2010-01-17T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:07:33.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is it only me in this world feeling like im fading&lt;br /&gt;bit by bit, it kept its pace&lt;br /&gt;working on a new phase&lt;br /&gt;charming the world with its pretty face&lt;br /&gt;and left its heart beyond out&lt;br /&gt;overwhelmed with it so proud&lt;br /&gt;and forgotten its place&lt;br /&gt;engrossed with the new modern taste&lt;br /&gt;and the myth's dream in society&lt;br /&gt;only to prone fails to see&lt;br /&gt;we only wish life is like fairytales told&lt;br /&gt;endless of happy endings and never grow old&lt;br /&gt;eternity of love&lt;br /&gt;love for eternity&lt;br /&gt;sounds pretty ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;for all's know love is full of it, The Jealous.&lt;br /&gt;and only comes to one ending&lt;br /&gt;its all our do's.&lt;br /&gt;the hell&lt;br /&gt;the havoc&lt;br /&gt;the heat&lt;br /&gt;and we push the blame&lt;br /&gt;tumbling it&lt;br /&gt;bouncing it in the air&lt;br /&gt;waiting for a victim to catch it&lt;br /&gt;and escape the point&lt;br /&gt;feeling too bold&lt;br /&gt;thats just how it goes&lt;br /&gt;one did it&lt;br /&gt;and others follows.&lt;br /&gt;its how we are.&lt;br /&gt;and i pretty much hate&lt;br /&gt;that some tries its best to twist Fate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-8299610971193516913?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/8299610971193516913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>think a lil bit higher&lt;br /&gt;its everytime i feel like writing&lt;br /&gt;just a few lines&lt;br /&gt;maybe a bar&lt;br /&gt;some things or all the stuff thats going on&lt;br /&gt;bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;they build up&lt;br /&gt;making a wall&lt;br /&gt;i can never break through on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-4480285114392743115?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/4480285114392743115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=4480285114392743115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/4480285114392743115'/><link 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/&gt;kahar =  its like youre hot, but youre not that explosive kinda hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me = .. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahar = have you heard of "some dreams stay dreams, some dreams come true"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me = .. .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahar = OII, u listening or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me = mmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahar = it means- *still going on, i dint quite hear it, dint pay attention* .... - tau?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me = ... mm i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahar = WEYYYY SITIII, what happend to you? where did your metaphor go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me = i dont know! im not interested in ALL THAT now.. I AM ONLY INTERESTED TO GO BACK TO KLCC AND ASK FOR THE MR SHOPKEEPERS NUMBER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dang it was checking-you-out, checking-me-out moment!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-1700297299305483151?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/1700297299305483151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=1700297299305483151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1700297299305483151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1700297299305483151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/12/mr-shopkeeper.html' title='Mr Shopkeeper!'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-3803805341255102466</id><published>2009-12-03T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T06:24:16.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleverbot( qis introduced us )</title><content type='html'>User: Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Thats it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: Yes. If you don't want to you don't have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: What are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: I'm talking about you being annoying, I'm here, having this conversation- ON MY OWN- and all I get are one worded responses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Anata wa baka desu ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: Watashi no baka-nai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Dont be mad already, was just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: Hah. Okay then:).&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: I am glad that we are clear on things, but you did not answer my question, are you hitting on me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: On a machine? Why would I possibly do such things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: Tell me about your office. Are you a bureaucrat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: I am a little student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: What little town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Yes littlest things always happen here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: My name is Cleverbot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Well nice to see you cleverbot.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Do you know shakespeare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: Not personally. Ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Very funny, familiar of sonnet 18?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: Anybody could be that guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: I'm asking you if youre familiar with that poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: So youre not that all-knowing as I thought you were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: Who did you think I was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: A very all-knowing thing.&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Goodbye this is boring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: Well you're not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Are you pissed off yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: How can I make you pissed off then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: You can't, now tell me how you operate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: I operate like a bubble gum, ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: Lying is your operating procedure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Yes! Youre brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: I know. You're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Yes I know, because I am the cleverest here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: I think that is a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Suit yourself, live in your little hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Good doggie.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: Yes... I think you should look our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Whatever for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: So he can protect his eyes from damage from the sun even though he's in a computer program!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: That is hilarious, ever thought of being a comediAn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: What does Lol mean my robotic dictionary does not register this word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: So you admit you are a robot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: I am cleverbot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Not just a while ago you said youre a human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: That is not true.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: I thought you were clever but doesn't seem that way to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Neither do you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: True, I'm glad you speak your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Count that mutual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: Good answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: I know :).&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: I don't want to talk to you anymore, you're mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Finally giving in are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: Finally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: And you can say what I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: A cleverbot robot, just as you said you were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot: No, I'm already gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Gone away you are then, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD psychopathic bots what he is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-3803805341255102466?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/3803805341255102466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Pray with Me</title><content type='html'>ignite&lt;br /&gt;will you wish me well&lt;br /&gt;so o ignite me a warmth&lt;br /&gt;Of bloody spirits nor those who left with smiles&lt;br /&gt;carved to their lips&lt;br /&gt;give me ye hands&lt;br /&gt;that have painted a world&lt;br /&gt;and now adjourn to join me&lt;br /&gt;thro my quests on morrows&lt;br /&gt;fill this filled heart with ever more inspiration&lt;br /&gt;for the sky is the limit&lt;br /&gt;let her graces over joyed its glory&lt;br /&gt;let ye hands take over hers&lt;br /&gt;and do good for the sights who sees them&lt;br /&gt;cover them eyes with illusions that may&lt;br /&gt;bring upon them Life&lt;br /&gt;bless me endlessly&lt;br /&gt;for tomorrows a mission&lt;br /&gt;that rules my future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-8229029553496205763?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-8795314722305702537</id><published>2009-11-25T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T05:52:17.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mend Me</title><content type='html'>i did not see the light&lt;br /&gt;if just in case youve got the wonder around ya&lt;br /&gt;the sky's pigment of what i cant describe&lt;br /&gt;the lights ray of each they represent of me&lt;br /&gt;they use to shine better and brighter than sunlight&lt;br /&gt;now they dimmed, bow, a low, a wilder tame&lt;br /&gt;as everytime i try and say hello&lt;br /&gt;they would match its tone&lt;br /&gt;if The Sky could feel like us&lt;br /&gt;right now it would cry for me&lt;br /&gt;i have lost more than i deserved for&lt;br /&gt;i cant i cant i cant adore&lt;br /&gt;ive forgotten how&lt;br /&gt; my friend, tonight&lt;br /&gt;nigh me&lt;br /&gt;would stay you by me?&lt;br /&gt;have your faith lows't its grade&lt;br /&gt;did you fought Them, changed your fate&lt;br /&gt;im tired speaking of these&lt;br /&gt;what low&lt;br /&gt;what lost&lt;br /&gt;this tale i am in&lt;br /&gt;would i dance again&lt;br /&gt;would i sing&lt;br /&gt;to tell you of my stories&lt;br /&gt;i'd have to write a whole book about it&lt;br /&gt;my dear&lt;br /&gt;Love so far away gone&lt;br /&gt;too far for me to catch em back&lt;br /&gt;feel them again in my hands&lt;br /&gt;i would like to say im sorry&lt;br /&gt;but who would forgive me you see&lt;br /&gt;I was a dancer&lt;br /&gt;and i lost my confidence &lt;br /&gt;it went leaving me empty&lt;br /&gt;knock me and you hear me echo &lt;br /&gt;I was a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;and i lost my imaginations&lt;br /&gt;healing in an institution&lt;br /&gt;they say im crazy &lt;br /&gt;yes who am i to deny&lt;br /&gt;I want to be it&lt;br /&gt;The crazy miss&lt;br /&gt;dance her night away&lt;br /&gt;a Queen in her dream realm&lt;br /&gt;yet the solid knights captured me&lt;br /&gt;they threw me in a dark hole&lt;br /&gt;and took my dancing and dreams from me&lt;br /&gt;enough&lt;br /&gt;enough&lt;br /&gt;im afraid&lt;br /&gt;yes now i am afraid&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to feel any longer&lt;br /&gt;Love i pray you would stay away from me&lt;br /&gt;rather you be gone forever&lt;br /&gt;than to come back haunting me&lt;br /&gt;And i will learn to live&lt;br /&gt;Like a lifeless men&lt;br /&gt;so mend me&lt;br /&gt;if i were to be born again&lt;br /&gt;new born someday&lt;br /&gt;Mend me in a way&lt;br /&gt;i wont come across such ideas&lt;br /&gt;of dancing and its clues&lt;br /&gt;my shut up heart will bring me &lt;br /&gt;along a way&lt;br /&gt;i would never find you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-8795314722305702537?l=irreconcilablesonnet.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-899392771826825447.post-7371146692248879230</id><published>2009-11-25T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T04:39:26.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Always Remember</title><content type='html'>in places no one will find all your feelings so deep inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-7371146692248879230?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/7371146692248879230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=7371146692248879230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7371146692248879230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7371146692248879230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-will-always-remember.html' title='I Will Always Remember'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-3650730540051030980</id><published>2009-11-07T04:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T04:55:17.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hayuju</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SvVuHFP4GeI/AAAAAAAAAYE/xensUXQXcto/s1600-h/kejumi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SvVuHFP4GeI/AAAAAAAAAYE/xensUXQXcto/s400/kejumi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401344396047686114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear kejumi..i miss you nutcracker :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-3650730540051030980?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/3650730540051030980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=3650730540051030980' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-3747503809867238535</id><published>2009-11-02T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T04:24:21.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left</title><content type='html'>Shouldnt i took th walk home&lt;br /&gt;No i shouldnt have&lt;br /&gt;No if only i had known&lt;br /&gt;Curse these silent walls between me&lt;br /&gt;It serves the gap above my head&lt;br /&gt;Twisted lies through my heart&lt;br /&gt;And now i fell &lt;br /&gt; surprisingly i couldnt tell&lt;br /&gt;i should have just sewn my lips&lt;br /&gt;and kept my hearts content&lt;br /&gt;Even if it screams to its wonder&lt;br /&gt;To the top of its peaks maybe a note higher&lt;br /&gt;i had the chance to choose&lt;br /&gt;But as blunt as i am&lt;br /&gt;Im A Mistake &lt;br /&gt;Love would leave me &lt;br /&gt;if it passes by&lt;br /&gt;The eyes would blind and the blind would see&lt;br /&gt;Yes fact is painful&lt;br /&gt;If Love comes it would leave me behind&lt;br /&gt;It would look at me for a breath hold&lt;br /&gt;And let me endure its beauty for a blink&lt;br /&gt;to an abrupt leave it left me&lt;br /&gt;No mercy of erasing my memory of it&lt;br /&gt;Putting me up with this&lt;br /&gt;Making me miss it crazy&lt;br /&gt;As it Goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-3747503809867238535?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/3747503809867238535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=3747503809867238535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SugLxURiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAX8/RPgt8uH1JrY/s1600-h/boy_girl_reception.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 322px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SugLxURiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAX8/RPgt8uH1JrY/s400/boy_girl_reception.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397577095287301986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl - we've been together playing a fool all this while, i think we should get on with it.. to the next level?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy-definitely, what do you want to do next?..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy2-what do you have in mind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;girl- its not about doing anything. Damnit why are you so slow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy-whats the problem? did i say something wrong? i was sure i wasnt. you cant expect me to be perfect, im no mind reader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy2- alright, then how do i get faster?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;girl- ugh. stop blabbing. just answer me. honestly. with  that smothered in nothing else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy- okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy2- scouts honour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;girl- well.. what do you.. think of me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy- hwhat? is this some kinda joke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy2- oh no its a death trap *giggles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;girl- will you just answer? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy- fine. i think youre an awesome n cool person if you werent i wont be here with you, got it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy2- im not a romantic and i dont know how to arrange my words like shakespeare does but i think that youre just the person that i can be old with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;girl- next question. Why do you love me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy- thats simple. its because youre really beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy2- because the first time i saw you, the time you accidentally got mustard on your white dress and laughed about it you got my heart strucked. that was really funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;girl- thats it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy- well what else you want me to say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy2- yea and.. not to mention you looked really beautiful in that white dress.. with um, a bit of yellow splattered on it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;girl- you know beauty ages..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy- so? thats the future. im in love with you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy2- thats just physical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;girl- what does that even mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy- whats wrong with the questions, man i hate it when you get naggy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy2- it means that, i didnt fell in love with you because of your perfect face, or the way your hair falls to your shoulders when you untie em tho it looks breathtaking, but i love you 'cause of your heart. its just who you are. its how you made me feel, i feel like when im with you, i stand as the most luckiest man alive. Will you please stop asking all this again, you just made me sound like shakespeare, thats very gay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-7689223501837602607?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/7689223501837602607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=7689223501837602607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7689223501837602607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the playing melody behind it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supporting its imagination&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;encrypting  illusions &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what should be written&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day passes by once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with time too short &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this head for a running&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not a stop for the surface&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keep on swimming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;find your wish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the day that will never come back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;find your wish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grip on it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and survive massacres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think about the day that you win over Chaos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel upon trillions of heart that had suffer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and dissolves in a sudden victory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grasp upon that colour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;them who will paint your future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plan it well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-6552902111209469847</id><published>2009-10-04T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:58:00.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;pfft, we ALWAYS fall for the wrong guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i know. its freaking sad isnt it?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;playing a fool, and some is such a whacko, and some ugh! i cant say anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;well that should be the way now with teenagers.. cause the only right guy the dreamy one the perfect one is the one youre gonna marry in the future.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i guess youre right. love at this age. it will always be the wrong guy, or the *coughs* wrong girl.. if it were to be the right one we would have to marry him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-6552902111209469847?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/6552902111209469847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=6552902111209469847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6552902111209469847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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again&lt;br /&gt;a whole lot's changed&lt;br /&gt;since i left and&lt;br /&gt;i don't know i guess&lt;br /&gt;i felt like checking in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprise&lt;br /&gt;you let it ring&lt;br /&gt;well it's your turn to&lt;br /&gt;leave me hanging&lt;br /&gt;i don't care&lt;br /&gt;i know you love it&lt;br /&gt;when you see me call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder who you're loving now&lt;br /&gt;i'm guessing we won't work things out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what they say&lt;br /&gt;you can't have it so you want it back&lt;br /&gt;i'm way past that&lt;br /&gt;believe me&lt;br /&gt;if you could be in my life&lt;br /&gt;like you've been on my mind&lt;br /&gt;it'd be so easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello&lt;br /&gt;it's me again&lt;br /&gt;it's three days now&lt;br /&gt;that you've been in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know, i guess&lt;br /&gt;you've just been on my mind&lt;br /&gt;i don't know, i guess&lt;br /&gt;i think about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if she's much like me&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if she's what you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what they say&lt;br /&gt;you can't have it so you want it back&lt;br /&gt;i'm way past that&lt;br /&gt;believe me&lt;br /&gt;if you could be in my life&lt;br /&gt;like you've been on my mind&lt;br /&gt;it'd be so easy&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm to blame&lt;br /&gt;but it kills me that&lt;br /&gt;i made you hate me&lt;br /&gt;like you've erased me&lt;br /&gt;and i know what they say&lt;br /&gt;they say you'll be happier&lt;br /&gt;better off without me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure it's hard to see me&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure you don't believe a word&lt;br /&gt;because you've heard it all before&lt;br /&gt;and we're so far from where we were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;br /&gt;i'll let you go&lt;br /&gt;i'll get back to life&lt;br /&gt;and living solo&lt;br /&gt;cause i know i need a few years on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what they say&lt;br /&gt;you can't have it so you want it back&lt;br /&gt;i'm way past that&lt;br /&gt;believe me&lt;br /&gt;if you could be in my life&lt;br /&gt;like you've been on my mind&lt;br /&gt;it'd be so easy&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm to blame&lt;br /&gt;but it kills me that&lt;br /&gt;i made you hate me&lt;br /&gt;like you've erased me&lt;br /&gt;and i know what they say&lt;br /&gt;they say you'll be happier&lt;br /&gt;better off without me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-519697251884734507?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/519697251884734507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=519697251884734507' title='0 Comments'/><link 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catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SpvvbnseJrI/AAAAAAAAAX0/dwUK5AdRVu4/s1600-h/l_8837e02df5f2811634c1fdfeb20e793c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SpvvbnseJrI/AAAAAAAAAX0/dwUK5AdRVu4/s400/l_8837e02df5f2811634c1fdfeb20e793c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376153837987833522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha. ilysm. &lt;div&gt;forever and ever babe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-5398565655800114277?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/5398565655800114277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-4380794570464141092</id><published>2009-08-28T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:09:00.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Substitutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sph_DYswlBI/AAAAAAAAAXk/0-HamPe6CbI/s1600-h/Carry-Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sph_DYswlBI/AAAAAAAAAXk/0-HamPe6CbI/s400/Carry-Me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375185851413206034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for you.. i wouldnt be tearing apart&lt;div&gt;bit by bit from the heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thank god you existed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that He created you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not as shield to protect me from harm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the cost of harm had already been taken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but as a Healer that heals the shatters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thank god that after a sick downfall of the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you were there as my shelter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally a sign of light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after a prolonged darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/899392771826825447-4380794570464141092?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/4380794570464141092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=4380794570464141092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/4380794570464141092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/4380794570464141092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/08/substitutes.html' title='the Substitutes'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sph_DYswlBI/AAAAAAAAAXk/0-HamPe6CbI/s72-c/Carry-Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-299349087862594250</id><published>2009-08-28T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T17:31:48.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now Look What've You Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Your kiss, your smile, your mind&lt;br /&gt;You're sunlight in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I miss your breath on my neck&lt;br /&gt;When we whisper in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna want you&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna need you so bad&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna wake up&lt;br /&gt;And find that I was falling so fast&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna need you&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna need anyone&lt;br /&gt;Now look what you've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't go on without you&lt;br /&gt;I'm naked, I can't fake it.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not that strong without you&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I could love you the way I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;marcos&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/899392771826825447-299349087862594250?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/299349087862594250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=299349087862594250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/299349087862594250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/299349087862594250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/08/now-look-whatve-you-done.html' title='Now Look What&apos;ve You Done'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-2715949723328317882</id><published>2009-08-27T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T03:00:27.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet</title><content type='html'>if only you wouldnt hold on to my heart so indelicately &lt;div&gt;if only you knew every tone when this midge screams its peaks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if only you turned your back and have a look at me when i fell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if only then and there you saved me from falling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if only you stayed to hear on my unnecessaries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if only fate somehow twists so that we meet everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though we wont conversate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i know you'll feel my presence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stabbing in your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;repeating its indulgence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;howling at its glory &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if only i wasnt a cursed statue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not a limb moving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only a heart beating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thromping its way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finding an escape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if only there wasnt any memory left of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or maybe a tragedy would happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;truly so that, that part of my memory is erased&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and never would come back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if only i knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how stupid i was to not think of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how moronic not to whisper i love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if only now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that i wont be here like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;picking up every piece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to all this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if only pigs could fly then yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/899392771826825447-2715949723328317882?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/2715949723328317882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=2715949723328317882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/2715949723328317882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/2715949723328317882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/08/yet.html' title='Yet'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-9105451153361749941</id><published>2009-08-25T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:08:41.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Love of God</title><content type='html'>heeeeyaahhhmohhh&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; *blows invisible wind, and prays with her hand lifted and blows again*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where the hell is the old brain of yours? where is it?! find it, damn it. you gotta have it back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay heres the doodle. i read back all my old posts and the old me makes the new me (as in current me) feels alot stupid-er. why? heck. cause my writings was inspirational back then and now, its like *bump* a sack of waste products. i think i need to practice more, often, alot. (Seee??! i cant even choose one fitted word for what my mind is delivering, that simple, i hv to just choose all of em -.-") and wait... its like deja-vu all over again? hahh! i feel  like Alex The Lion when he said "i dont know, its like deja vu, like ive been here before" something like that @.@ cause i found this post which i was nagging and complaining like an Obachan on the topic of the day = Siti Lost Her Inspiration in writing. T___T sheesh. theres like a million sentences that should be typed by now with this kind of mood but seriously, they aint coming out. its so frustrating.. for now i am adamant to get back my inspiration. oh where is it? i think someone planted a firewall in my brain just by the ducts where grammar and shakespeare lives up in there when i was sleeping or something, not allowing graceful words to come pouring out to speak for my emotions. or maybe its the Other Day Incident.. where i felt like the earth had stopped just so that everyone else in the world including those from North Pole all the way to Australia (no doubt for down there, i have relatives -.-) could watch me cry, holding a note, with a burnt kind of style, with those words that was so promising before. ..fuhh. too much information.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siti how?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well to get your old brain back in track&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stop playing. im crazy now its worthless to find make-sensing words from my head. alls that there is is just.. playground mates vocabulary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i should just sleep it off..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/899392771826825447-9105451153361749941?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/9105451153361749941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=9105451153361749941' title='0 Comments'/><link 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living&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;others will cry, live and die with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like the waters by the shore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it comes and goes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it doesnt wander&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wont waste to linger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it will come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it will go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as it is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in this case&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time frozes in its own method&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that if i cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'd cry forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that if i pass by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll not move on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that if i come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will not go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that if i live &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will not die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a moment that holds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it drags&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waiting for the worse to come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tried everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by my will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crossed countries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finding solutions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoping there is to a life of a conclusion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imagining in my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe someday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i could finally breathe free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tried potions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fought with motions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but alls fail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i lost the war&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;couldnt find the light &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to the end of this tunnel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not a glimpse of sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why should i continue fighting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm on life support&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and whats best is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it doesn't matter anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-4451771081703981743</id><published>2009-08-09T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:55:52.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;what was left behind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;the ones that didnt jump closer, further up by front&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she lift her heads up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scowling at the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what seem to matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never really leave the tan soils&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;instead they live together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eternity eats them souls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who couldve been the one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;creating all this mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to deny the mess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dive in the many bless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shiver ghouls from graves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leaving footprints around the merry courtyard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and lead them all to the rights of left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;many things had happened to her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her mind numb, confused all together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;begging invisible skies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bring back what she missed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bring back and erase that given last kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i turn around, around the corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i close my eyes, there was light, golden and pure butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where he stood by the good old well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with dancing diamonds that was born with it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waving smiles to me who sat still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;couldnt move a limb even with my strongest will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when he told me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pick up everything, all your breadcrumbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont waste a single drop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont waste anything that has a risk of regret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pick it all up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and throw it away when you must&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only for now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you could just pray for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i will watch over you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from a very far distance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keeping you safe with my guardian angels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and never worry about me being lonely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i have them as my hearts and ears and lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they have become the substitute people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the ones i once had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the ones that i will meet again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though she dreamt of him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though the words were clear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she couldnt stop her mind just yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she lets herself dwell in the numb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;decided to shout on it for later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only time, its what she promised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to regain the ever strength&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to live her life again.&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/899392771826825447-4451771081703981743?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/4451771081703981743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=4451771081703981743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/4451771081703981743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/4451771081703981743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-was-left-behind-ones-that-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-1873370970276090363</id><published>2009-07-30T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T18:22:01.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my own Promise Land</title><content type='html'>the sands are silky there&lt;br /&gt;you could just lay on your back while its freaking hot&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;its still so cold, they play between your fingers as you stare up&lt;br /&gt;glarely beneath the sun whom could just kill anyone who sees it directly&lt;br /&gt;but no&lt;br /&gt;over there&lt;br /&gt;lifes too calm&lt;br /&gt;theres not even one motion of grief&lt;br /&gt;nothing could die&lt;br /&gt;nobody will either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i say ?&lt;br /&gt;the heaven sent waters by the sea&lt;br /&gt;theyre not even saltwater&lt;br /&gt;they smell as good&lt;br /&gt;and the hydra creatures would dance infront of you&lt;br /&gt;make friends with you&lt;br /&gt;theyre just not the kind who would hurt much less if to kill&lt;br /&gt;theyre the kind who would be your lovers&lt;br /&gt;thts fact if you would deny the fact that theyre not human much as you&lt;br /&gt;but they have feelings and passion way more beyond a human's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and theres always the Great Square&lt;br /&gt;"the great table", a hundred feet long covered with cashmere linings&lt;br /&gt;the meals are always complete&lt;br /&gt;you just close your eyes and think of a food you'd like from your heart&lt;br /&gt;and to your hearts content,&lt;br /&gt;when you open your eyes again, out came the Dream Feast that you wanted&lt;br /&gt;the whole table, filled with it&lt;br /&gt;and by the center of the Great Square&lt;br /&gt;theres a beautiful candle lit&lt;br /&gt;like those from the ancient elizabeth's time&lt;br /&gt;the same ones King John kill to get&lt;br /&gt;one lit of candle that could shine through out the night&lt;br /&gt;and makes day brighter than the very own Promise Land's daylight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stop dreaming&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i ever could.&lt;br /&gt;its the kind of dream&lt;br /&gt;that will last&lt;br /&gt;even till my last breath&lt;br /&gt;it lingers in those people who knows me&lt;br /&gt;they would carry it on&lt;br /&gt;and if theyre gone&lt;br /&gt;the people who loved them will feel it too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-1873370970276090363?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/1873370970276090363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=1873370970276090363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1873370970276090363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1873370970276090363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-own-promise-land.html' title='my own Promise Land'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-8267937961144434711</id><published>2009-07-23T17:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:36:29.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter gets high. ^^ cute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Smj-n8vQEeI/AAAAAAAAATM/qdn0NYpwBXs/s1600-h/090718_111415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361815318657241570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Smj-n8vQEeI/AAAAAAAAATM/qdn0NYpwBXs/s400/090718_111415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ayu Chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Smj9inA2_tI/AAAAAAAAATE/Dmlan7Lmbqo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361814127414542034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Smj9inA2_tI/AAAAAAAAATE/Dmlan7Lmbqo/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; awww :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturdayy last week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the second day out in the cinemas. i rushed thereeeeee!! hehe :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i loved the movie somehow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kan Ayu Chan?? :))&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/899392771826825447-8267937961144434711?l=irreconcilablesonnet.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/_mBqQ1KPm474/SmWbEuXyAoI/AAAAAAAAASk/9YDgq_QsVKU/s400/TimeTravelersWife_poster-thumb-330x490-19447.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360861436924002946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!&lt;br /&gt;the beautiful book i read,&lt;br /&gt;coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;though unfortunately its cmg out during the doom gates of hell rings.. SPM TRIAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really really really really looking forward to watch this one, from the read up, theres alot of part.. i held my breath. its that awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you August 14th :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-3178898997011719917?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/3178898997011719917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=3178898997011719917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/3178898997011719917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/3178898997011719917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='^.^ !!'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SmWbEuXyAoI/AAAAAAAAASk/9YDgq_QsVKU/s72-c/TimeTravelersWife_poster-thumb-330x490-19447.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-9081018249622058425</id><published>2009-07-15T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:32:59.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Theres So Many Things in My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sl66_K92JaI/AAAAAAAAASc/ovXP8fE3MHc/s1600-h/FOREST.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358926201055749538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sl66_K92JaI/AAAAAAAAASc/ovXP8fE3MHc/s400/FOREST.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;though i could afford to tell only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i lay there, one heart with the earth, close to the ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;theres a shine at the end of this alley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she carries her mountain weight of foot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and took a step, one step closer everytime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the moon fell beaming a ray of that of an angel's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The glow strucked her heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;letting em beat faster by second&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;faster than seconds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a pounding horror, she afraid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the owls a silence tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;unusual for a darkness beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything slowed its volume&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bit by bit all is mute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and only one that could be heard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its tempo creates music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like a tribes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;calling its people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for fest has begun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the roaring life of her heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;calling for his.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;would he hear it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;would he follow it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;would he come,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;would he hear of what she needs to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;would he listen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;would he react&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;would he open his heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-9081018249622058425?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/9081018249622058425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=9081018249622058425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/9081018249622058425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/9081018249622058425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/07/theres-so-many-things-in-my-mind.html' title='Theres So Many Things in My Mind'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sl66_K92JaI/AAAAAAAAASc/ovXP8fE3MHc/s72-c/FOREST.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-6240434220285057469</id><published>2009-07-15T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:56:30.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its smooth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. what is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.uhm.. the grass, theyre gentle..&lt;br /&gt;*she feels the green field on her back, the ends of her fingertips*&lt;br /&gt;.. arent they a magic, gentle and strong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theyre just weeds, arent they. i dont think theyre strong. Even barely alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*humble giggle*&lt;br /&gt;youre so straight, never a dreamer, open your mind, Shiki. Theyve been stepped on for a million times. And look, *took Shiki's palm and rested it on the grass* still green and still a beauty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-6240434220285057469?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/6240434220285057469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=6240434220285057469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6240434220285057469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6240434220285057469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-smooth.html' title=''/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-957333215346741814</id><published>2009-07-13T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T05:32:56.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a disgrace</title><content type='html'>a girl, bullying?&lt;br /&gt;you gotta be kidding me..&lt;br /&gt;no baby its a fact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just saw that on the news just now, okay in this kinda mood i'll have to use bahasa *memalukan kaum je, dah la melayu, perempuan pulak tu, kalau budak sekolah rendah ke tadika ke faham la kan, kecik lagi tak tau apa2 ni dah besar, anak dara, tak fikir mak ayah ke, tingkatan dua tak tau malu, nak tampar, hentam rejam orang lain, hang ingat hang sapa, apa masalah sampai nak pukul orang, bukan apa la kan, nak sebok hal orang lain just memalukan sangat la macam ni, masuk tv video buli tu, dah masuk tv ingat famous ah, apa nak jadi la remaja sekarang ni, because you stupid little bunch do you know the ministry hd to actually take their time off from saving the country to idiots like you, buang masa je, serious takde otak. mmg la takde kena mengena, its none of my business to say all this, but i just hate to see that with my own eyes, if it really happened in front of me i'd like to ask her face to face, "Kau nak rasa apa kau buat kat dia?" and give her the same thing, the same slap, the same punch, kick whatever she did to the victim, do the same to that brainless bully. Sheesh, pergi balik tadika la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-957333215346741814?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/957333215346741814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=957333215346741814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/957333215346741814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/957333215346741814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-disgrace.html' title='what a disgrace'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-7488069214311934709</id><published>2009-07-02T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:43:16.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the time of once a month is coming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excuse the emotional statements :D'/><title type='text'>pms XD</title><content type='html'>its always hv been a thought.. cant simply breathe right now, all this circumstances are growing, larger by second. cant seem to understand my situations better than before. people tend to be better as they get more experience in life but i'm like stuck in my past. which is so blood sucking annoying. i want to go further but there just happen to the presence of bricks chained to my ankles. its like in my life.. my only goal is setting myself free from this moronic life. a battle between Tinkerbell and a big giant Titan Monster. only unfortunately, i am the Tinkerbell. aint it 'blatantly obvious' that i am an incompetence for that big monster T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word "Free Time" vanished to me. ive always thought that life would be better off when you get older, teachers will be non existant, no 5 hours nags from them,  no piles of homeworks, no such backstabbing 'best friends'. No cheating, unloyal boyfriends who chases after your circle of friends to find other options. Nay, fact is they will stay on for the rest of your lives. Your bosses are your teacher, and theyre far more worse, the nags you just really have to succumb to please them or its "OFF WITH HER HEAD" situation. Your homeworks are now your presentations, assignments .. from solving a math problem in an exercise books, now you gotta solve War of the World. Backstabbing colleagues, who just wanna fry you up. No dumbo boyfriends but its your husband who goes off at night, preferring to spend the night with bimbos and then you wish someone could please just eat you alive. What of a fool was i to think so closedly that life would get better as time goes by. "Free Time", Holidays, Festivals.. in time.. what the hell are they?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-7488069214311934709?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/7488069214311934709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=7488069214311934709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7488069214311934709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7488069214311934709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/07/pms-xd.html' title='pms XD'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-3346511947766171104</id><published>2009-06-08T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:20:27.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT</title><content type='html'>if youre thinking of getting me something.. it has to be a shoe, mary jane pumps, flats, wedges, gladiator, i welcome all sorts of shoes, for heels to converses!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://angelfac3shoes.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://angelfac3shoes.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; |&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of my fave online shop-blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-3346511947766171104?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/3346511947766171104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=3346511947766171104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/3346511947766171104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/3346511947766171104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/06/hot.html' title='HOT'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-7033291790315128112</id><published>2009-06-05T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T07:17:31.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That Fire You Ignited</title><content type='html'>if you would dance and dance&lt;div&gt;willing or un&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how would you roll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how would you follow the beat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would you care about your surrounding?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would you look around wondering if other people might stare?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i wont&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im dancing leaving other people behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i felt the heat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the lustration within &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;between walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;theres a world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the one you created&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;under the same sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only different in virtual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its tempting you see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once you start you can never stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in other words, may be addictive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;youre becoming someone different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone youre unfamiliar with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but somehow you just feel belonged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;curse me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cast me a spell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that kind which would never make me stop dancing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this heart will smile to its furthest extend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-7033291790315128112?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/7033291790315128112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=7033291790315128112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7033291790315128112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7033291790315128112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/06/that-fire-you-ignited.html' title='That Fire You Ignited'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-2802526934962340079</id><published>2009-06-03T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T04:33:39.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating Simply</title><content type='html'>i just finished reading&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE TIME TRAVELERS WIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i have to really give the author&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some credit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the book was good, reminded me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of twilight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the rank was an A-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;instead of twilight which is like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an A++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still it was good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finished it in 2 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(its like 400+ pages)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i recommend that book lovers should read it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and those couch potatoes who &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really is desperate to find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some way to kill boredom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the book is good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got hooked on just after &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a few pages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-2802526934962340079?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/2802526934962340079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=2802526934962340079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/2802526934962340079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/2802526934962340079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/06/updating-simply.html' title='Updating Simply'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-1650200794173549936</id><published>2009-05-28T04:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T04:03:57.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>found this at a friends blog :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;October Baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Loves to chat. Loves those who love them. Loves to takes things at the centre. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Brave and fearless. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care to control emotions. Unpredictable. Extremely smart, but definitely the hottest and sexiest of them all.&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/899392771826825447-1650200794173549936?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/1650200794173549936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=1650200794173549936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1650200794173549936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1650200794173549936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/05/found-this-at-friends-blog.html' title='found this at a friends blog :)'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-8827815763080634640</id><published>2009-05-26T03:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T03:48:31.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you too ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShvIrOd5NGI/AAAAAAAAASM/9-DYVlye2ds/s1600-h/kim+sang+bum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-you-too.html' title='i love you too ^^'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShvIrOd5NGI/AAAAAAAAASM/9-DYVlye2ds/s72-c/kim+sang+bum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-3839987341581913125</id><published>2009-05-26T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T03:44:25.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you took my heart away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/3839987341581913125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/3839987341581913125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-took-my-heart-away.html' title='you took my heart away'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShvHvyInFFI/AAAAAAAAASE/Ld7ysZypUlg/s72-c/ji+hoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-8771441394256337360</id><published>2009-05-26T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T03:26:15.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beauty of si Hodoh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShvCWeyNsiI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Mta62K1gyeA/s1600-h/mereka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShvCWeyNsiI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Mta62K1gyeA/s400/mereka.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340075474654442018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShvCWTLSHtI/AAAAAAAAAR0/0tmEa3ddVL8/s1600-h/mine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShvCWTLSHtI/AAAAAAAAAR0/0tmEa3ddVL8/s400/mine.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340075471538364114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yaaa aku cinta sama mereka&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;:D:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there once was a girl named Hodori, ppl call her hodoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but nowadays she feels less ugly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because she found the supernova lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;theyre super hot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;super talented in karaoke. !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;super magnified significant things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and deep in their hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;full of love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;3&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: right;"&gt;ps : i love you Ji Hoo ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-8771441394256337360?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/8771441394256337360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=8771441394256337360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/8771441394256337360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/8771441394256337360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/05/beauty-of-si-hodoh.html' title='The Beauty of si Hodoh'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShvCWeyNsiI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Mta62K1gyeA/s72-c/mereka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-8994327602473992330</id><published>2009-05-21T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T07:16:52.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Me</title><content type='html'>of all things&lt;div&gt;of all times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my hearts on draught &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant think either&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whats wrong with it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; ive lost it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;that was always there beside me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;that held me when i was cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;gave me my needs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and its not what i want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its what i need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its what i lived for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ive lost it now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and theres no sign of any&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that makes me feel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its gonna come back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its moving on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not looking back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;leaving behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;marching onwards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-8994327602473992330?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/8994327602473992330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=8994327602473992330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/8994327602473992330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/8994327602473992330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/05/tell-me.html' title='Tell Me'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-213307415955365941</id><published>2009-05-19T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T06:56:50.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold Me</title><content type='html'>i miss you&lt;div&gt;the way you comfort me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the way you make me feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the way you carry me like i'm flying when i walk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here. right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i doodled you all over my notebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please come to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shoes come to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;platform heels or flats or pumps or booties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby Come Back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-213307415955365941?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/213307415955365941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=213307415955365941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/213307415955365941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/213307415955365941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/05/hold-me.html' title='Hold Me'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-5955891693319110901</id><published>2009-05-17T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T05:54:41.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby I'm Drooling Over You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShAI3s4A-wI/AAAAAAAAARo/sbM1Mu85AVk/s1600-h/charleskeith3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShAI3s4A-wI/AAAAAAAAARo/sbM1Mu85AVk/s400/charleskeith3.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336775311465970434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShAGsuNVIeI/AAAAAAAAARg/qW8rpX-cNYw/s1600-h/platform-wedges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShAGsuNVIeI/AAAAAAAAARg/qW8rpX-cNYw/s400/platform-wedges.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336772923821990370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShAFx01h79I/AAAAAAAAARY/r8tI1rGQC68/s1600-h/black+-+Mimi+Cage+Heels+-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShAFx01h79I/AAAAAAAAARY/r8tI1rGQC68/s400/black+-+Mimi+Cage+Heels+-8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336771911988932562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShAFxnYee6I/AAAAAAAAARQ/kp6pZzDlekg/s1600-h/booties1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShAFxnYee6I/AAAAAAAAARQ/kp6pZzDlekg/s400/booties1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336771908377410466" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;i want it ALL(i want it.. i want it.. i want it..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i really cant wait to get atleast a pair right now!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uhh, so stressing :(&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;i'm in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-5955891693319110901?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/5955891693319110901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=5955891693319110901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/5955891693319110901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/5955891693319110901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-im-drooling-over-you.html' title='Baby I&apos;m Drooling Over You'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ShAI3s4A-wI/AAAAAAAAARo/sbM1Mu85AVk/s72-c/charleskeith3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-1142170044062355488</id><published>2009-05-14T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:51:04.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>supercalifragilistic-feel-like-killing-myself-docious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sgva6u7X_dI/AAAAAAAAARI/6Phq7EeTzT4/s1600-h/little-girl-painting_~bxp49037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sgva6u7X_dI/AAAAAAAAARI/6Phq7EeTzT4/s400/little-girl-painting_~bxp49037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335598886114819538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint that a super long title, but anyways the content is longer. hush hush&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what am i to blog about,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm still in my exam week, next week is the final week for mid year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow, for i will draw !! and sketch and ugh.. PAINT.. paint is pain for me though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love skecthing.. but no thanks for painting. you see the picture? i still paint like that -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and! we're strtg rehearsals for june performance this sunday :DDDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. at the process of going thru the midst of teenage life is very mind twistingly confusing, sometimes youre just sooooo happpyyy you can blow uppp and sometimes youre just sooo upset you could throw up, and theres other times where you got dumfounded, like you just fell from million feet high and you fell and land, not feeling anything, just a numb feeling you dont know how to describe, which made you think about theres so much outside that you dont know about somehow builds up a fear inside you........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and bla BLAH BLAH X) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is so boring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-1142170044062355488?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/1142170044062355488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=1142170044062355488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1142170044062355488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1142170044062355488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/05/supercalifragilistic-feel-like-killing.html' title='supercalifragilistic-feel-like-killing-myself-docious'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sgva6u7X_dI/AAAAAAAAARI/6Phq7EeTzT4/s72-c/little-girl-painting_~bxp49037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-5502724932983917608</id><published>2009-05-05T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T06:17:59.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>benche</title><content type='html'>sometimes you gotta think about whats offering, and at other hours you think about your one and only heart. it comes, with a slow time. you wait all your life for it, but in the end, youre just not sure if all the wait, if all the wall-climbing, are all worth it. and somehow youre still just a stone there, a positioned statue. not knowing which step to take, nor knowing how to walk at all in the first place.  you wanna get responsible, but which case to hold of you dont even know. it seems like the world is gonna rotate forever, and in forever's time, youre going nowhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-5502724932983917608?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/5502724932983917608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=5502724932983917608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/5502724932983917608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/5502724932983917608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/05/benche.html' title='benche'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-8237711335573986040</id><published>2009-05-05T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T02:22:46.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Mae Elliessa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SgAEUfqX5gI/AAAAAAAAARA/tWI6a6PrPGc/s1600-h/MAE2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SgAEUfqX5gI/AAAAAAAAARA/tWI6a6PrPGc/s400/MAE2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332266708949788162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Princess Mae's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SgAEUKWlQsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/d-TcPYGn5FI/s1600-h/MAE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SgAEUKWlQsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/d-TcPYGn5FI/s400/MAE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332266703229633218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SgAEUD6O2xI/AAAAAAAAAQw/sFLLzAtLDCo/s1600-h/MAE1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SgAEUD6O2xI/AAAAAAAAAQw/sFLLzAtLDCo/s400/MAE1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332266701500111634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;happy birthday again!! haha i know i wished you in school like lots of times but yeah.. happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this girl is one in a million friend, always understanding^^ absolutely gorgeous! describes a princess huh? :) may you strive in everything you do. I LOVE YOU !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SITI  &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-8237711335573986040?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/8237711335573986040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=8237711335573986040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/8237711335573986040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/8237711335573986040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-mae-elliessa.html' title='Its Mae Elliessa!'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SgAEUfqX5gI/AAAAAAAAARA/tWI6a6PrPGc/s72-c/MAE2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-4597709563738763673</id><published>2009-05-02T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T04:36:39.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GUYS SNAP OUT OF IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SfwwGFUWrwI/AAAAAAAAAQo/UC3qLGCQzFs/s1600-h/BC026~The-Last-Dance-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SfwwGFUWrwI/AAAAAAAAAQo/UC3qLGCQzFs/s400/BC026~The-Last-Dance-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331188939964722946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SfwvvCaYzeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/b8AOAZrygEA/s1600-h/M82~Dance-Alfred-Souza-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SfwvvCaYzeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/b8AOAZrygEA/s400/M82~Dance-Alfred-Souza-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331188544047730146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sfwu0wx7VSI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ci-70D84jjk/s1600-h/young_happy_people.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sfwu0wx7VSI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ci-70D84jjk/s400/young_happy_people.jpg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331187542882211106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA okay okay, i'll type something cheerie here then..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;umm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-size:x-large;"&gt;im really happy. junior class started!! so now i can like see alesia and clubhouse evry weekend!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-size:24px;"&gt;heres how i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-size:24px;"&gt;*super yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-size:24px;"&gt;*i couldve danced all night ( god i miss doreen singing that song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;and its like flashback, looking at all the youngsters dance, , me and alesia... ^^ four years back.. so cute and dance like what only.. haha ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/899392771826825447-4597709563738763673?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/4597709563738763673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=4597709563738763673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/4597709563738763673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/4597709563738763673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/05/guys-snap-out-of-it.html' title='GUYS SNAP OUT OF IT'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SfwwGFUWrwI/AAAAAAAAAQo/UC3qLGCQzFs/s72-c/BC026~The-Last-Dance-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-2047089516400633385</id><published>2009-05-01T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T04:21:42.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Sing</title><content type='html'>why..?&lt;div&gt;why did it happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont want this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;theres this steps in front of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should i go with steps?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or should i lean back in my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;counting my fingers again and look away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there i walk with it behind me, left instead?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well you look me in the eye and stare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no you never did look, when you only see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what am i suppose to do the chance was there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i took it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i guess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nobody mentioned my memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes we saw the lovebirds out there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but im just the deserted pigeon in the air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feeling a lil unbreathable in this love affair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wondering what its like to be cared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought you were the one, that he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the one that took my heart and meant to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was too blind, the real i couldnt see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i wanted to do is for you to sing with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the end im stuck on the beds of lavenders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still dont know how to greet lovers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nor my wish never yet to come true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now im praying from afar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somebody good..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-2047089516400633385?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/2047089516400633385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=2047089516400633385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/2047089516400633385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/2047089516400633385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/05/come-sing.html' title='Come Sing'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-393931081127937390</id><published>2009-04-28T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:31:51.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for Real</title><content type='html'>its just unbearable yet its something you have got to hold on to. all i want, if they could learn and understand, and appreciate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-393931081127937390?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/393931081127937390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=393931081127937390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/393931081127937390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/393931081127937390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-real.html' title='for Real'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-5442680783279703483</id><published>2009-04-27T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T06:26:22.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SfWya2rImbI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/rh60nz8-zho/s1600-h/dancing-in-the-rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SfWya2rImbI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/rh60nz8-zho/s400/dancing-in-the-rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329361908485626290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SfWyQ9_J0FI/AAAAAAAAAQI/xdwL18ZUQ7E/s1600-h/dance+rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SfWyQ9_J0FI/AAAAAAAAAQI/xdwL18ZUQ7E/s400/dance+rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329361738649948242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dreaming across the hallway.. we're dancing by our first step.&lt;br /&gt;forgetting the surface.. the soles untouched&lt;br /&gt;the sky cleared for the day&lt;br /&gt;as though its telling us to dance more&lt;br /&gt;i wont stop, that i know&lt;br /&gt;i could dance all day all night all year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the field, we felt the ground by our backs&lt;br /&gt;and a drop fell on my lips&lt;br /&gt;it was from the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got up to your feet&lt;br /&gt;and took my hand&lt;br /&gt;danced with the crying sky&lt;br /&gt;here we are&lt;br /&gt;never saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-5442680783279703483?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/5442680783279703483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-6716930985472962040</id><published>2009-04-25T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T17:04:16.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey magalenha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;woah liao. haha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;seriously. ive only like watchd latin in youtubes'. but when i actually see it live, i just couldnt breathe.&lt;br /&gt;i shouted out too much i think i'm going to lose my voice soon, here comes the sexy voice ;D haha. oh my gosh.. really.. the only word in my head was awesome. through out the night my feet has been killing me like nails stabbing em but when they danced i couldnt feel a thing at all. maybe it was getting numb X) but the point im trying to get to here is, they were so good. especially when they danced to one of my fave song, Magalenha.. its like i was in another land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then i saw them waltz! its just really exactly like fairytale. it looks like merry-go-round, unstoppable.. i wonder if i were to suddenly got to the dancefloor, i wud get alot of shoe print all over me *shiver* oh their dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;omg!!! and this is one more weird thing, not weird but i feel like the night&lt;br /&gt;really was so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything was yellow. not all la but most of it!&lt;br /&gt;the balloons! they were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;yellow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im gonna just type with this babe colour ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and theres like a few yellow dress which i was rlly in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i was in love with everything that happened that night,  i had to pinch myself every now an then to check if i was dreaming . and to the fact that i really wasnt..  AH! ^^&lt;br /&gt;alot of things, a whole lot of love, happened but imma just keep it all to myself ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-6716930985472962040?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/6716930985472962040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=6716930985472962040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6716930985472962040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6716930985472962040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-magalenha.html' title='hey magalenha'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-6816987100609007754</id><published>2009-04-21T04:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T04:27:51.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;im fighting to put a smile on this face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ive been feeling a love i cant ever replace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but you know, im the only one in the world feeling like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;youre not coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;you dont seem to comprehend my feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;youre just some, whom obliged in my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, hunting for happiness to take part in sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;no im just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i want to see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;can you believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;im currently feeling the wind they brushed into the trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;it made them greens dancing by the foyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;glaring its symphony to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;is it a message for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;is it my own letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;or is it just my imagination?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;this is how im feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;unsure of reality nor imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a word by word i take care of so gently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;when all i get is a mind thats still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;just floating around somewhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/899392771826825447-6816987100609007754?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/6816987100609007754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=6816987100609007754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6816987100609007754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6816987100609007754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/04/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-1461624717124934716</id><published>2009-04-17T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T04:54:34.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUUUuuuchhhh! *sob*</title><content type='html'>i decided to bake today.. since tmrw is DTB reunion :)&lt;br /&gt;a made chocolate cookies ;D getting excited?? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but thing is.. i got a cut and three burns.. at my finger.. it hurtsss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;they better enjoy my cookie! ^^&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/899392771826825447-1461624717124934716?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/1461624717124934716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=1461624717124934716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1461624717124934716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1461624717124934716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/04/ouuuuuuchhhh-sob.html' title='OUUUuuuchhhh! *sob*'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-6633413262303394285</id><published>2009-04-16T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:15:39.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello cupcake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;siti, i selsema lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaa CHOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wonderwoman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;:D&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/899392771826825447-6633413262303394285?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/6633413262303394285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=6633413262303394285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6633413262303394285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6633413262303394285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-cupcake.html' title='hello cupcake'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-7403585516063023667</id><published>2009-04-16T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:13:39.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweetie pie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm so HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wonderwoman&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/899392771826825447-7403585516063023667?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/7403585516063023667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=7403585516063023667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7403585516063023667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7403585516063023667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/04/sweetie-pie.html' title='sweetie pie?'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-5695035270265716600</id><published>2009-04-16T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:11:20.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cayunk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hello siti :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;u dah pangsai pagi td? ke o'oooooook? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wonderwoman&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/899392771826825447-5695035270265716600?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/5695035270265716600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=5695035270265716600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/5695035270265716600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/5695035270265716600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/04/cayunk.html' title='cayunk...'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-8211535360658363060</id><published>2009-04-16T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:48:25.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watcha gon do with all that K inside that U</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SecF0ihGggI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xkHPEC16Spw/s1600-h/IMG_2581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SecF0ihGggI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xkHPEC16Spw/s400/IMG_2581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325231484565881346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SecF0dQFgoI/AAAAAAAAAPk/OVSEtnK9g0o/s1600-h/IMG_2575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SecF0dQFgoI/AAAAAAAAAPk/OVSEtnK9g0o/s400/IMG_2575.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325231483152335490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna get get get an I get N G&lt;br /&gt;KUNING LETS GO LETS GO KUNING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up in the morning, got me goosebumps...........!!!! i dont know how to put in words how i felt, it was extremely overwhelming! i was so semangat. its our last sports day for form 5. i tried to find every yellow things i have ^^ inka bought me the yellow head band so i wore that thru out the day! :D our yellow house theme was the almighty brave Lion! roar! the arak lintas (as he says 'cross beer' =.= that genius potato..) was awesome!! there was Celine as Cleopatra she was gorgeous, and nadia was the handsome trojan. the formation was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the grand stand i was sitting with nina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : i love the sky.. look!&lt;br /&gt;nina : siti you say that everywhere you go.&lt;br /&gt;me : its so pretty&lt;br /&gt;nina : hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; but seriously the sky was pretty, with the atmosphere and all. the stadium i love the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : i love it here, if only its like open to public i'd go here everyday and run at the tracks&lt;br /&gt;nina : brrrr, alone? tak takut ke ada hantu nanti&lt;br /&gt;me : errrkk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came to senamrobik comp. i was sorta nervous but after i entered the field i forgot about it and enjoyed myself thru n thru ^^ i never knew there would be a day where i actually have fun with senamrobik, and this with spirit and energy to give all out. all of senamrobik girls got three black claws, and painted whiskers on our cheeks! yeah we're the lions! all of the grls was so cute im very proud of them. and the our ending position was like ROARRR like Alex in madagascar you know that pose where he goes roarrr yeah we did that pose, it was so cute! i still remember Ilana my form 1 junior she'd go """ ohhh my fave part, siti siti can i roar?? """ yeah go for it!""" yayyyy!!"" of course her roarr was THE loudest. she's so cute, all of the juniors was so cute. i miss rehearsing with them, theyre so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when acara penyampaian hadiah we were all holding our hands, more like gripping, closing our eyes tight wishing and praying as a team to win this year..&lt;br /&gt;and when they announce the 4th and 3rd place which wasnt yellow house i strtd to cry, (there we go again) and the " johan acara senamrobik jatuh kepada rumah......... (everybody started to cheer)... kunninNNGGG!!!!!" I WAS HUGGING EVERYBODY, LEFT RIGHT WHOEVER I COULDNT BOTHER I WAS SO HAPPY.. okay you readers might think hey its just senamrobik.. but man the core of our hearts its the first taste of yellow house actually WON in many years we've been the last place, so yeah, give us a clap ;D and then the results for arak lintas! and we got first place TOOOOOOOOO. ROARR GIRLS, ROARRR! I WAS hi 5'ing everyone this time, i hit my own eye, like accidently poke but i cudnt care, my tears was running down mad. and i saw our house master, Siti Aqeela she was in tears too, that moment was very touchy for all of us. but though, the real moment we've been waiting for...&lt;br /&gt;"kejohanan sukan tahun 2009 jatuh kepada rumah.." we yellow house second place, it was a dart to our hearts, blue house got first place for few years straight i dnt even rmmbr since when. but then second place is a good step up from the last place okay lemme rephrase!  GREAT STEP UP. so the spirit was indescribable. i'm proud to be in my house. I salute Siti Aqeela. so as bunny says because of her undying support yellow house actually stepped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh so then after everything, me n my friends went to go have lunch at OT kopitiam, Rina drove!! with her P license, or was it L? but it was awesome all 6 of us in a car, ive already started dreaming about after SPM roadtrip.. BANG! okay back to reality. more to hardwork.. no more house prac :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but BABY I'M SO PROUD TO LOVE YELLOW ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-8211535360658363060?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/8211535360658363060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=8211535360658363060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/8211535360658363060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/8211535360658363060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/04/watcha-gon-do-with-all-that-k-inside.html' title='Watcha gon do with all that K inside that U'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SecF0ihGggI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xkHPEC16Spw/s72-c/IMG_2581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-6575439128856678803</id><published>2009-04-15T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T05:27:46.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aint it obvious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SeXShVbfHkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Y2KajZINe1Y/s1600-h/687735_beach_couple_shadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SeXShVbfHkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Y2KajZINe1Y/s400/687735_beach_couple_shadow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324893604565425730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evidently dont you think. its clearly stated. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the heads too slow to succumb&lt;br /&gt;the knees and limbs getting numb&lt;br /&gt;and these words that tangles on my toungue&lt;br /&gt;had a feeling the worst had come to sung&lt;br /&gt;i had the dream a foolish one&lt;br /&gt;a man in figure held a wand&lt;br /&gt;casting a spell on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was he bewitching?&lt;br /&gt;or was it curses&lt;br /&gt;i was on air the spell mustve been lifting&lt;br /&gt;he kept on his verses&lt;br /&gt;and i my heart exploded then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he made me feel indifferent&lt;br /&gt;he made me better than whom i was&lt;br /&gt;a tale to on depend&lt;br /&gt;a grasping brass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but time seems to go as it fades&lt;br /&gt;above all some things still in my head&lt;br /&gt;burried in deep&lt;br /&gt;made you cant you sleep&lt;br /&gt;a feeling most likely to go&lt;br /&gt;but only the heart knows&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately for me&lt;br /&gt;only my heart knows.&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/razaroe/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-6575439128856678803?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/6575439128856678803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=6575439128856678803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6575439128856678803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6575439128856678803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/04/aint-it-obvious.html' title='aint it obvious'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SeXShVbfHkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Y2KajZINe1Y/s72-c/687735_beach_couple_shadow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-4907157204994194586</id><published>2009-04-11T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T10:18:47.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the wedding story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SeDQDPKFEdI/AAAAAAAAAPU/H291tKkOvfw/s1600-h/DSC02024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SeDQDPKFEdI/AAAAAAAAAPU/H291tKkOvfw/s400/DSC02024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323483513578918354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SeDQC7u9gWI/AAAAAAAAAPM/wW71P9pNSzA/s1600-h/DSC01904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SeDQC7u9gWI/AAAAAAAAAPM/wW71P9pNSzA/s400/DSC01904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323483508364902754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got there arnd... 7 ish pm.&lt;br /&gt;all the while was thnking about the food XP&lt;br /&gt;there was jokes going arnd&lt;br /&gt;and our table is the only ones laughing&lt;br /&gt;had to stand up and sit down back few times..&lt;br /&gt; raja perlis was it?&lt;br /&gt;took lotta pictures. now is 2 am&lt;br /&gt;and im tired.&lt;br /&gt;brought back a white rose&lt;br /&gt;and it smells so nice.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-4907157204994194586?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/4907157204994194586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=4907157204994194586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/4907157204994194586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/4907157204994194586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/04/wedding-story.html' title='the wedding story'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SeDQDPKFEdI/AAAAAAAAAPU/H291tKkOvfw/s72-c/DSC02024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-3851214087154289962</id><published>2009-04-09T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T18:12:57.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 truths</title><content type='html'>A hundred truths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Real Name: Siti Amirah Binti Abdul Rahim&lt;br /&gt;2. Nickname(s): Siti, Amirah, anak jawa(uncle tamimi!!),shichi, hagu, chi, busuk, Mak Cik&lt;br /&gt;3. Age: going on 17&lt;br /&gt;4. Zodiac Sign: sexiest sign ;) liBRA&lt;br /&gt;5. Male or Female: guess?? haha&lt;br /&gt;6. Elementary: Sri Petaling&lt;br /&gt;7. Middle School: Sri Aman&lt;br /&gt;8. High School: Sri Aman&lt;br /&gt;9. College School: UM!! with my prayers ;)&lt;br /&gt;10. Hair colour: brownish black&lt;br /&gt;11. Long or Short: short ;(&lt;br /&gt;12. Loud or Quiet: middle ehehe&lt;br /&gt;13. Sweats or Jeans: apple bottom jeans&lt;br /&gt;14. Phone or Camera: camera phone&lt;br /&gt;15. Health Freak: nt so much, very fragile&lt;br /&gt;16. Drink or Smoke: drink vitagen and smoke oxygen!&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have a crush on someone: sssshhh!&lt;br /&gt;18. Eat or Drink: eat maybe :P&lt;br /&gt;19. Piercings:  (only the ears okay)&lt;br /&gt;20. Tattoos: glitter sticker tatoos&lt;br /&gt;21. Social or Anti- Social : .........&lt;br /&gt;22. First piercing: 5 yrs old. it hurts.. back then&lt;br /&gt;23. First relationship : form 1&lt;br /&gt;24. First Best Friend: Rushahidah Aishah&lt;br /&gt;25. First Award: gunung ledang camp (2 yrs old)&lt;br /&gt;26. First Kiss : '''''''''''&lt;br /&gt;27. First Pet: Lilo, monkey ^^&lt;br /&gt;28. First Big Vacation: Sydney&lt;br /&gt;29. First Love at first sight : ++&lt;br /&gt;30. First Big Birthday: McDonalds!! std 1&lt;br /&gt;49. Eating: not now.&lt;br /&gt;50. Drinking:&lt;br /&gt;51. Excitement level : dull.&lt;br /&gt;52. I'm about to: go post this up?&lt;br /&gt;53. Listening to: my classmates rambles n gossips&lt;br /&gt;54. Plan for today: rumah kuning? stayback til god knws wht time&lt;br /&gt;55. Waiting for: 25th and 29th&lt;br /&gt;56. Energy Level: moderate&lt;br /&gt;57. Thinking of someone: yes&lt;br /&gt;58. Want kids?: someday&lt;br /&gt;59. Want to get married?: someday&lt;br /&gt;60. Careers in mind?: dance teacher :) not possible..&lt;br /&gt;68. Lips or Eyes?: both&lt;br /&gt;69. Romantic or Funny?: i dont know&lt;br /&gt;70. Shorter or Taller?: taller&lt;br /&gt;71. Protective or Caring?: 20% protective 80% of the rest&lt;br /&gt;72. Romantic or Spontaneous?: dnt mind&lt;br /&gt;73. Nice Stomach or Nice Arms?: dnt bother =.=&lt;br /&gt;74. Sensitive or Loud?: ni satu lagi soalan..&lt;br /&gt;75. Hook-up or Relationship?: ...&lt;br /&gt;76. Trouble Maker or Hesitant?:  whaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;80. Lost glasses or contacts: dnt hv em&lt;br /&gt;81. Ran away from home: for vacation.. haha&lt;br /&gt;82. Held a gun/knife for self defence: from a cockroach! it was flying!&lt;br /&gt;83. Killed somebody: that poor ant ;(&lt;br /&gt;84. Broken someone's heart: yes&lt;br /&gt;85. Been arrested: hihihi&lt;br /&gt;87. Cried when someone died: yes&lt;br /&gt;89. Yourself: emmm, be more pandai you idiot?&lt;br /&gt;90. Miracles: watchg moon in the morning :) i love that&lt;br /&gt;91. Love at first sight: more to Like at first sight&lt;br /&gt;92. Heaven: uhuh!&lt;br /&gt;93. Santa Claus: for fun ;D&lt;br /&gt;94. Tooth Fairy: theyre my parents =.=&lt;br /&gt;95. Kiss in the first date: aint tht cheap +.+&lt;br /&gt;97. Is there 1 person you want to be with right now? : yes&lt;br /&gt;98. Are you seriously happy with where you're in life now? : thankful&lt;br /&gt;99. Do you believe in God? : =.=&lt;br /&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag 10 7 people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QAASIM&lt;br /&gt;surayyn&lt;br /&gt;anybody who reads, AHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-3851214087154289962?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/3851214087154289962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=3851214087154289962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/3851214087154289962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/3851214087154289962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/04/100-truths.html' title='100 truths'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-850707627395215354</id><published>2009-04-08T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T06:40:01.092-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acky'/><title type='text'>&lt;3 ?</title><content type='html'>sigh.&lt;br /&gt;whats life towards working hard, the never ending bricks of sweats.. and this massive headache ive been having =.= yeah having it now, i feel like taking that cordless and drill it at the side of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i took a book and tried to read, and the next thing you know i'm slumbered away. its like as though ive been working shipping or something, end up dead tired everytime i got back frm school. and the most scariest thing. i lost my addiction in novels!!!!!! but to shakespeare i still read, once in a while, been smothering my thoughts with pages of king John one of many from the author's work.  where or where can i find you back my passione~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just need back my dancing, really looking forward to May :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really miss somebody ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-850707627395215354?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/850707627395215354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=850707627395215354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/850707627395215354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/850707627395215354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/04/3.html' title='&lt;3 ?'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-7969517466715456103</id><published>2009-04-05T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T07:45:32.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qaasim</title><content type='html'>i miss them like crazy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qis's blog : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-size: 130%;"&gt;I swear if I could, I'd make up a law to make it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;illegal&lt;/span&gt; to have feelings for someone who doesn't return them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;thts so cute Ayu!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-7969517466715456103?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/7969517466715456103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=7969517466715456103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7969517466715456103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7969517466715456103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/04/qaasim.html' title='Qaasim'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-8471279514042078147</id><published>2009-04-05T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T07:20:21.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blondes?</title><content type='html'>lotions are spread now what next?&lt;br /&gt;manicures, check.&lt;br /&gt;pedics, check.&lt;br /&gt;what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cmon brainstorm.. i know yr a blonde thts like the main thing you cant be doing. a blonde.. brainstorming? are you kidding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blondes actually wrote break up letters for themselves and put em by their side,, and next thing she picks em up, pretending to get shocked "oh its for me" and look happy, and when she opened the letter she cries by herself (okay thats from disney channel but its so blonde! xp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got no job&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-8471279514042078147?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/8471279514042078147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=8471279514042078147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/8471279514042078147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/8471279514042078147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/04/blondes.html' title='Blondes?'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-6553851356983042375</id><published>2009-04-02T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T01:23:21.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAZZ SHOES'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;lifes like an hourglass glued to the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to tell you the truth. ?&lt;br /&gt;to tell you how it feels like. ?&lt;br /&gt;to let you know how you really hurted me. ?&lt;br /&gt;to tell you a story on how i cry every night. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just wont get it&lt;br /&gt;the fact that i did silently pray&lt;br /&gt;for you to understand your own tricks&lt;br /&gt;how you apply them towards the people around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i care?&lt;br /&gt;because of this now&lt;br /&gt;you make me dont care&lt;br /&gt;you make me refuse to imply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;is what im waiting for&lt;br /&gt;lust&lt;br /&gt;is just one part of life thats a devil to me&lt;br /&gt;loath&lt;br /&gt;just one thing i have for you right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to say sorry&lt;br /&gt;that i may have hurted you&lt;br /&gt;cause all thats in my head&lt;br /&gt;is one verbal thought&lt;br /&gt;"angst"&lt;br /&gt;which means alot of things..&lt;br /&gt;which i have learnt today&lt;br /&gt;youre just my imaginary&lt;br /&gt;i created you&lt;br /&gt;and you decided to hurt me?&lt;br /&gt;i accept&lt;br /&gt;and i admit&lt;br /&gt;i am hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you dnt know that&lt;br /&gt;from these scars that you drew&lt;br /&gt;they can always heal&lt;br /&gt;and beneficial from it too&lt;br /&gt;i learnt from my wrong do's&lt;br /&gt;i can study you&lt;br /&gt;and destroy you from that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want to tell you is that.&lt;br /&gt;i just typed crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--.--&lt;br /&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like typing right now.. so i type junkies. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qaasim i miss you ;)&lt;br /&gt;pondans i miss you ;p&lt;br /&gt;you you i miss you ;)&lt;br /&gt;Acky&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;doraemon&lt;br /&gt;mr teddy&lt;br /&gt;jazz shoes i miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-6553851356983042375?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/6553851356983042375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=6553851356983042375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6553851356983042375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6553851356983042375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/04/lifes-like-hourglass-glued-to-table.html' title=''/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-2952363274286337565</id><published>2009-03-31T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:36:04.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>i kept on sighing the boring life in&lt;br /&gt;sucking the air loathing it all together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i dont have any reason left for me to go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what the hell am i looking for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;maybe you would know what i want?.. probably..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well if you dont mind telling me what to do next i life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;perhaps not.. life would be boring if it is very much predicted like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i want you to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i want you to tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;tell me how you made me feel.&lt;br /&gt;tell me this whole thing that happened is unreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so that i could atleast take them back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;things you dont want to hear.. i 'll take em back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i would do anything for you&lt;br /&gt;you are that kinda person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;that i would fight for.&lt;br /&gt;that i would jump to deep falls for.&lt;br /&gt;that i would held my breath everytime i meet you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;its uncontrollable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when will it stop?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/899392771826825447-2952363274286337565?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/2952363274286337565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=2952363274286337565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/2952363274286337565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/2952363274286337565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-1771874363210065210</id><published>2009-03-27T05:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T05:34:37.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lullaby</title><content type='html'>this is the time when my hearts screams.&lt;br /&gt;i cant sit still&lt;br /&gt;i have to move around in places&lt;br /&gt;thinking of that.. you know..&lt;br /&gt;;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-1771874363210065210?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/1771874363210065210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=1771874363210065210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1771874363210065210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1771874363210065210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/03/lullaby.html' title='Lullaby'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-3078901614040031655</id><published>2009-03-23T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T06:05:24.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Something i Wrote in my Doodle Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just cant afford to sleep&lt;br /&gt;with a heart pounding for more&lt;br /&gt;you'd guess this heartbeats&lt;br /&gt;crying out loud as he speaks&lt;br /&gt;Angel, thy voice,&lt;br /&gt;As only one drop heals me sorrow&lt;br /&gt;i have to hear him everyday&lt;br /&gt;even now and tomorrow's morrow&lt;br /&gt;he speaks as he sings&lt;br /&gt;Carnival to a life&lt;br /&gt;my dull life is now a circus&lt;br /&gt;now that he came with non effort&lt;br /&gt;i'd fly for him all the way&lt;br /&gt;to mount Olympus&lt;br /&gt;and meet thy myth gods&lt;br /&gt;To ask the emperor, for mine and only&lt;br /&gt;Entreu my guests..&lt;br /&gt;the cloud of Angel and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oh dear&lt;br /&gt;i would sit here all day&lt;br /&gt;by the pavements&lt;br /&gt;watching the clouds cry&lt;br /&gt;washing my tears all the way&lt;br /&gt;though the day was torn and grey&lt;br /&gt;i glow alone in my heart&lt;br /&gt;the only girl in the county&lt;br /&gt;people cry but she, smiles&lt;br /&gt;all the burden seemed like a feather&lt;br /&gt;cheers to the memories to come&lt;br /&gt;The one that will last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Book'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-9209011512592518203</id><published>2009-03-21T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T03:02:47.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ScS7C9lXCXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QkwDNwSjkcc/s1600-h/DSC00520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ScS7C9lXCXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QkwDNwSjkcc/s400/DSC00520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315579119769422194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh prince charming come and set me free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-9209011512592518203?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/9209011512592518203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=9209011512592518203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/9209011512592518203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/9209011512592518203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/03/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/ScS7C9lXCXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QkwDNwSjkcc/s72-c/DSC00520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-1789785320010917701</id><published>2009-03-20T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T07:58:10.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh well look what youve done</title><content type='html'>altho its been only a few days, i felt like i havent blog for years.&lt;br /&gt;i really still cant believe the fact that King's Cross won. we won buddies XD we won we won we won. haha xp well, that is the result of all the hardships and teamwork. now i miss all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i stay as still as the cold waters&lt;br /&gt;wondering what have brought me here&lt;br /&gt;im way up here beyond any ground&lt;br /&gt;and i know that i've fallen so many times&lt;br /&gt;but today&lt;br /&gt;i wont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm waking up&lt;br /&gt;breathing the right air i should be&lt;br /&gt;and this time i wont give up&lt;br /&gt;and let my hope shatters infront of me&lt;br /&gt;take a step ahead&lt;br /&gt;stop dreaming to reactions&lt;br /&gt;fill you heart with this song&lt;br /&gt;and look where ive stand&lt;br /&gt;i'm with the best hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;for that i cant ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i always wanted to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;ballet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;figure skating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go kart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;visit an art gallery&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go to Japan XD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;publish my works. (hmm nt gonna happen)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dance with someone close to heart :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sit by the seaside and sketch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;loads more xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&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/899392771826825447-1789785320010917701?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/1789785320010917701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=1789785320010917701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1789785320010917701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1789785320010917701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-well-look-what-youve-done.html' title='oh well look what youve done'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-4270862994798873644</id><published>2009-03-15T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T09:29:24.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>King's Cross :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sb0svpCKOxI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Gw-BsbYebcw/s1600-h/king%27s+cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sb0svpCKOxI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Gw-BsbYebcw/s400/king%27s+cross.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313452332347439890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you see that coming? i bet you didnt, look baby, its Victory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-4270862994798873644?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/4270862994798873644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=4270862994798873644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/4270862994798873644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/4270862994798873644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/03/kings-cross-d.html' title='King&apos;s Cross :D'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sb0svpCKOxI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Gw-BsbYebcw/s72-c/king%27s+cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-33293522362615031</id><published>2009-03-15T08:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T08:46:19.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humairah ;(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sb0hNfGvqZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/C7neUlugkoU/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sb0hNfGvqZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/C7neUlugkoU/s400/DSC00249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313439650938857874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baby still can pose ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sb0hM-wgMjI/AAAAAAAAAOs/AHk29IoZdPw/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sb0hM-wgMjI/AAAAAAAAAOs/AHk29IoZdPw/s400/DSC00255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313439642255634994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sb0hMpOd47I/AAAAAAAAAOk/HHPvYNRx0W8/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sb0hMpOd47I/AAAAAAAAAOk/HHPvYNRx0W8/s400/DSC00240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313439636475732914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;pro kan ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sb0hMJv1HmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/m8TeP-gPAro/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sb0hMJv1HmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/m8TeP-gPAro/s400/DSC00248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313439628025732706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i miss her so much, she sleeps with me always but now she's there ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sb0hMDrWcLI/AAAAAAAAAOU/wHOpRoz2cfg/s1600-h/DSC00239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sb0hMDrWcLI/AAAAAAAAAOU/wHOpRoz2cfg/s400/DSC00239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313439626396332210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its okay baby, i pray for your health =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3333333333333333456789&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-33293522362615031?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/33293522362615031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=33293522362615031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/33293522362615031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/33293522362615031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/03/humairah.html' title='Humairah ;('/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sb0hNfGvqZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/C7neUlugkoU/s72-c/DSC00249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-6265071260651299707</id><published>2009-03-10T04:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T04:34:33.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SbZNj0DZ6uI/AAAAAAAAAOM/bCAhWo3OCAA/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SbZNj0DZ6uI/AAAAAAAAAOM/bCAhWo3OCAA/s400/Sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311518088193764066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in the beginning,&lt;br /&gt;every sunshine that ive greeted,&lt;br /&gt;with unbroken smiles and everlasting hope,&lt;br /&gt;galloping in the salted mist,&lt;br /&gt;leaving the layout sand&lt;br /&gt;with marks of my pirouettes&lt;br /&gt;the perfect kind of gentle&lt;br /&gt;the golden rights of hazy sun rays.&lt;br /&gt;its the time where&lt;br /&gt;i knew how to love&lt;br /&gt;i learnt how to laugh&lt;br /&gt;but most of all&lt;br /&gt;i tasted a new taste of despair&lt;br /&gt;my cry.&lt;br /&gt;the mountain high of hopes that crawls beneath&lt;br /&gt;leaving me only a choice to die&lt;br /&gt;simple verbs came from that angel lips&lt;br /&gt;only meant the deepest core of its tragedy&lt;br /&gt;untangling tongues&lt;br /&gt;to be of softly speaking&lt;br /&gt;but all that was spoke was all more of heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;any stranger that passes wont come to listen&lt;br /&gt;it would only take a minute&lt;br /&gt;to understand&lt;br /&gt;it would only take a few seconds&lt;br /&gt;to even like,&lt;br /&gt;pay attention&lt;br /&gt;just for a little time&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt even matter&lt;br /&gt;just recognize&lt;br /&gt;and say whatever&lt;br /&gt;that makes the other person feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray&lt;br /&gt;a silent inner pray&lt;br /&gt;every day of the week&lt;br /&gt;pray to lord&lt;br /&gt;let me be brave to speak&lt;br /&gt;although i am just as any other person&lt;br /&gt; the weak&lt;br /&gt;but i have my love to protect&lt;br /&gt;my heart to open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-6265071260651299707?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/6265071260651299707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=6265071260651299707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6265071260651299707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6265071260651299707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-sunshine.html' title='New Sunshine'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SbZNj0DZ6uI/AAAAAAAAAOM/bCAhWo3OCAA/s72-c/Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-393202511750515771</id><published>2009-03-10T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T04:19:09.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part of My long long long Essay ;P</title><content type='html'>she felt her own heart pouncing out of her chest. Screeching to get out leaving herself dead. that would be a better conclusion than facing this stupid life. "No Miss Felton, you cant help me or bring my mother back to life can you?  Nobody in the world can help me. I'm alone noe, and it is my fate." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is where youre wrong. Youre thinking that this was all suppose to be this way, as though your mother left you because she wanted to, and for that you want to live alone in the dark all by yourself, carrying the burden like you deserve it. Think about it, Mika. All this feelings youre having is all made from you. You can change how you feel, how you live, to be a better person or maybe anybody at all, be you. You dont realize you own your body, you have powers over it. Trust me, if you just believe in goodwill, surrender your days to God and not end it by your own remark, lay hope everyday and never give up, i believe in you that you will go through this, Mika. I believe in You".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;by an essay "Thank You, Teacher"&lt;br /&gt;Siti Amirah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-393202511750515771?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/393202511750515771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=393202511750515771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/393202511750515771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/393202511750515771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/03/part-of-my-long-long-long-essay-p.html' title='Part of My long long long Essay ;P'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-3182728177210180836</id><published>2009-03-10T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T04:05:39.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inka tagged me</title><content type='html'>SUPPOSEDLY if you've seen over 85 films, you have no life. Mark the ones you've seen. There are 239 films on this list. Copy this list, go to your own Facebook account, paste this as a note. Then, put x's next to the films you've seen, add them up, change the header adding your number, and click post at the bottom. Have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;br /&gt;(x) Grease&lt;br /&gt;(x) Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;br /&gt;(x) Pirates of the Caribbean 2: Dead Man's Chest&lt;br /&gt;( ) Boondock Saints&lt;br /&gt;(x) Fight Club&lt;br /&gt;(x) Starsky and Hutch&lt;br /&gt;(x) Neverending Story&lt;br /&gt;( ) Blazing Saddles&lt;br /&gt;( ) Airplane (Flying High)&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Princess Bride&lt;br /&gt;( ) Anchorman&lt;br /&gt;(x) Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br /&gt;( ) Labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;(x) Saw&lt;br /&gt;(x) Saw II&lt;br /&gt;( ) White Noise&lt;br /&gt;(x) White Oleander&lt;br /&gt;(x) Anger Management&lt;br /&gt;(x) 50 First Dates&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Princess Diaries&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Scream&lt;br /&gt;( ) Scream 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Scream 3&lt;br /&gt;( ) Scary Movie&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scary Movie 2&lt;br /&gt;() Scary Movie 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scary Movie 4&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Pie&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Pie 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Wedding&lt;br /&gt;( ) American Pie Band Camp&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 1&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 4&lt;br /&gt;(x) Resident Evil 1&lt;br /&gt;(x) Resident Evil 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Wedding Singer&lt;br /&gt;(x) Little Black Book&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Village&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lilo &amp; Stitch&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;(x) Finding Neverland&lt;br /&gt;( ) Signs&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Grinch&lt;br /&gt;( ) Texas Chainsaw Massacre&lt;br /&gt;( ) Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning&lt;br /&gt;(x) White Chicks&lt;br /&gt;(x) Butterfly Effect&lt;br /&gt;(x)13 Going on 30&lt;br /&gt;(x) I, Robot&lt;br /&gt;(x) Robots&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story&lt;br /&gt;( ) Universal Soldier&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lemony Snicket: A Series Of Unfortunate Events&lt;br /&gt;(x) Along Came Polly&lt;br /&gt;( ) Deep Impact&lt;br /&gt;( ) KingPin&lt;br /&gt;(x) Never Been Kissed&lt;br /&gt;(x) Meet The Parents&lt;br /&gt;(x) Meet the Fockers&lt;br /&gt;(x) Eight Crazy Nights&lt;br /&gt;(x) Joe Dirt&lt;br /&gt;(x) King Kong&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 44&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) A Cinderella Story&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Terminal&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Lizzie McGuire Movie&lt;br /&gt;( ) Passport to Paris&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dumb &amp; Dumber&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dumber &amp; Dumberer&lt;br /&gt;(x) Final Destination&lt;br /&gt;(x) Final Destination 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Final Destination 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Halloween&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Ring&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Ring 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Surviving X-MAS&lt;br /&gt;(x) Flubber&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 57&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harold &amp; Kumar Go To White Castle&lt;br /&gt;( ) Practical Magic&lt;br /&gt;(x) Chicago&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ghost Ship&lt;br /&gt;( ) From Hell&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hellboy&lt;br /&gt;(x) Secret Window&lt;br /&gt;( ) I Am Sam&lt;br /&gt;() The Whole Nine Yards&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Whole Ten Yards&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 62&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Day After Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;( ) Child's Play&lt;br /&gt;( ) Seed of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bride of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ten Things I Hate About You&lt;br /&gt;(x) Just Married&lt;br /&gt;(x) Gothika&lt;br /&gt;( ) Nightmare on Elm Street&lt;br /&gt;( ) Sixteen Candles&lt;br /&gt;( ) Remember the Titans&lt;br /&gt;(x) Coach Carter&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Grudge&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Grudge 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Mask&lt;br /&gt;(x) Son Of The Mask&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 71&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Bad Boys&lt;br /&gt;(x) Bad Boys 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Joy Ride&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lucky Number Slevin&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ocean's Eleven&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ocean's Twelve&lt;br /&gt;(x) Bourne Identity&lt;br /&gt;(x) Bourne Ultimatum&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lone Star&lt;br /&gt;(x) Bedazzled&lt;br /&gt;(x) Predator I&lt;br /&gt;(x) Predator II&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Fog&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ice Age&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ice Age 2: The Meltdown&lt;br /&gt;(x) Curious George&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 88&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Independence Day&lt;br /&gt;( ) Cujo&lt;br /&gt;( ) A Bronx Tale&lt;br /&gt;(x) Darkness Falls&lt;br /&gt;(x) Christine&lt;br /&gt;(x) ET&lt;br /&gt;() Children of the Corn&lt;br /&gt;(x) My Boss's Daughter&lt;br /&gt;(x) Maid in Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;(x) War of the Worlds&lt;br /&gt;(x) Rush Hour&lt;br /&gt;(x) Rush Hour 2&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 97&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Best Bet&lt;br /&gt;(x) How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br /&gt;(x) She's All That&lt;br /&gt;(x) Calendar Girls&lt;br /&gt;( ) Sideways&lt;br /&gt;() Mars Attacks&lt;br /&gt;( ) Event Horizon&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ever After&lt;br /&gt;(x) Wizard of Oz&lt;br /&gt;(x) Forrest Gump&lt;br /&gt;( ) Big Trouble in Little China&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Terminator&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Terminator 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Terminator 3&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 106&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) X-Men&lt;br /&gt;(x) X-2&lt;br /&gt;(x) X-3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spider-Man&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spider-Man 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Sky High&lt;br /&gt;(x) Jeepers Creepers&lt;br /&gt;(x) Jeepers Creepers 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Catch Me If You Can&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Little Mermaid&lt;br /&gt;(x) Freaky Friday&lt;br /&gt;( ) Reign of Fire&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Skulls&lt;br /&gt;(x) Cruel Intentions&lt;br /&gt;(x) Cruel Intentions 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Hot Chick&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shrek&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shrek 2&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 122&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Swimfan&lt;br /&gt;( ) Miracle on 34th street&lt;br /&gt;(x) Old School&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;( ) K-Pax&lt;br /&gt;( ) Krippendorf's Tribe&lt;br /&gt;(x) A Walk to Remember&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ice Castles&lt;br /&gt;(x) Boogeyman&lt;br /&gt;( ) The 40-year-old Virgin&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 125&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings Fellowship of the Ring&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings The Two Towers&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings Return Of the King&lt;br /&gt;() Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark&lt;br /&gt;() Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom&lt;br /&gt;() Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 128&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Baseketball&lt;br /&gt;() Hostel&lt;br /&gt;( ) Waiting for Guffman&lt;br /&gt;( ) House of 1000 Corpses&lt;br /&gt;( ) Devils Rejects&lt;br /&gt;(x) Elf&lt;br /&gt;(x) Highlander&lt;br /&gt;( ) Mothman Prophecies&lt;br /&gt;( ) American History X&lt;br /&gt;( ) Three&lt;br /&gt;Total so Far: 130&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Jacket&lt;br /&gt;(x) Kung Fu Hustle&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shaolin Soccer&lt;br /&gt;( ) Night Watch&lt;br /&gt;(x) Monsters Inc.&lt;br /&gt;(x) Titanic&lt;br /&gt;() Monty Python and the Holy Grail&lt;br /&gt;( ) Shaun Of the Dead&lt;br /&gt;( ) Willard&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 134&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) High Tension&lt;br /&gt;( ) Club Dread&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hulk&lt;br /&gt;() Dawn Of the Dead&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hook&lt;br /&gt;(x) Chronicles Of Narnia: The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;(x) 28 Days Later&lt;br /&gt;( ) Orgazmo&lt;br /&gt;( ) Phantasm&lt;br /&gt;( ) Waterworld&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 138&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Kill Bill Vol. 1&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kill Bill Vol. 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Mortal Kombat&lt;br /&gt;( ) Wolf Creek&lt;br /&gt;(x) Kingdom of Heaven&lt;br /&gt;(x ) The Hills Have Eyes&lt;br /&gt;( ) I Spit on Your Grave aka The Day of the Woman&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Last House on the Left&lt;br /&gt;( ) Re-Animator&lt;br /&gt;( ) Army of Darkness&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 141&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. I The Phantom Menace&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. II Attack of the Clones&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. III Revenge of the Sith&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. IV A New Hope&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. V The Empire Strikes Back&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. VI Return of the Jedi&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ewoks Caravan Of Courage&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ewoks The Battle For Endor&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 147&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Matrix&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Matrix Reloaded&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Matrix Revolutions&lt;br /&gt;(x) Animatrix&lt;br /&gt;( ) Evil Dead&lt;br /&gt;( ) Evil Dead 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Team America: World Police&lt;br /&gt;(x) Red Dragon&lt;br /&gt;() Silence of the Lambs&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hannibal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;153&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres still more movies i watched. &gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People i tag&lt;br /&gt;qaasim&lt;br /&gt;kak natasha&lt;br /&gt;anis&lt;br /&gt;surayyn&lt;br /&gt;fariz&lt;br /&gt;jojo&lt;br /&gt;shuying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-3182728177210180836?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/3182728177210180836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=3182728177210180836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/3182728177210180836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/3182728177210180836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/03/inka-tagged-me.html' title='Inka tagged me'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-7315977057531777878</id><published>2009-03-08T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T05:11:35.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GLORIOUS food day. :D</title><content type='html'>i ate alot. as in alot. had roti canai for breakfast. lunch had ten don.(doraemon n mr teddy had the same ;D ) after that, had a few bites of alfin's seaweed wrap. then i had baskin. then alfin got me the japanese ice cream. then i had some of his mee sua (now i know how it tastes like.. damn nice :D)  then i took one of the chewy fishcake anis offered me. it was rlly chewy chewing gum hhaha, but aint bad. (everybody in the world would know i wont say no to food) then they all started to ask me to try a fish? was it? i dnt know but it looked crispy and alota red sauce, i asked whether its spicy, but they just kept on saying "just try lah" so i ate it, and when its already in my mouth then only anis started blabbering abt alan ate  it and died, and someone else she mentioned ate it and died. -.-" IT WAS FREAKING SPICY, she even took a picture of me that time, spicy face so she says.. anis anis -.-" haha. so then a few seconds later i saw a takoyaki stall and it called my name, so i bought takoyakis and ate em in the car on the way back home. so basically the whole day is like food fair. :D:D:D:D::D:D:D:D:D       &lt;br /&gt;i love i love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alesia bought her dream bag! fish her la, it has yellow stripes on em, besides green also got, the main reason she bought it. &lt;3 you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda a fun day, mainly because i didnt get bullied. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not rlly fun because, qaasim not complete. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beside the fact that i ate alot already.. i am craving to bite something. this is bad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-7315977057531777878?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/7315977057531777878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=7315977057531777878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7315977057531777878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7315977057531777878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/03/glorious-food-day-d.html' title='GLORIOUS food day. :D'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-7314209662879427685</id><published>2009-03-05T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T03:00:33.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pondan Moi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sa_rzFbFz4I/AAAAAAAAAOE/5FIiYgDu1xc/s1600-h/alfin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sa_rzFbFz4I/AAAAAAAAAOE/5FIiYgDu1xc/s400/alfin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309721748554764162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alfin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lalalalala.  is apparently my sister. hhaha. he is vain XD no lah nt rlly. but seriously i go to him if i need fashion advice, he knows just what to say. the coolest person ;) he's there for me when i need help and etc. a caring guy, aint that rare? ;D very sweet. good looking. (haha i'm like promoting him already, kinda am actually xd ) i really miss you when you were chubby la! he sings so well now, i'm damn proud of this fella, cause like the first time i heard him sing.. it was.. haha, no need to say la, but now, yeah, he really knows how to melt a girl's heart. everything he does comes from his heart. (what are you waiting for ladies? he's a killer:P) XD haha. i dont know what to say now, but i'll edit soon, theres so many things i can say about him, though theres too much and i am kinda tired ;D so yeah fin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-7314209662879427685?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/7314209662879427685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=7314209662879427685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7314209662879427685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7314209662879427685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/03/pondan-moi.html' title='Pondan Moi'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sa_rzFbFz4I/AAAAAAAAAOE/5FIiYgDu1xc/s72-c/alfin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-3191614297523274561</id><published>2009-03-05T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T06:51:21.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>i am so sorry, lately when i think about writing i dont write here that much anymore. most of the time i write in my diary, cause its more convenient ( XD ) so yeah. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-3191614297523274561?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/3191614297523274561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=3191614297523274561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/3191614297523274561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/3191614297523274561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/03/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-1967005028472922767</id><published>2009-03-04T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T01:22:25.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>QAASIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a AAAAN8/NA30wP4tFWA/s1600-h/qis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sa5Frf-AFwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/NA30wP4tFWA/s400/qis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309257624334636802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my other twin. yeah, our relatives always mistaken us for one another, her granddad once thought i was her and called me by her name. even my dad also thought she was me for afar. XD haha. oh yea we love it. if we're combined.. oh-oh boy youre in trouble. dont you dare mess with my qis ^.^ i call her Ayu &lt;3 known this girl since i was an infant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sa5DVkuwjmI/AAAAAAAAAN0/iBmAvNdTQ64/s1600-h/inka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sa5DVkuwjmI/AAAAAAAAAN0/iBmAvNdTQ64/s400/inka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309255048632503906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and here my energized pig. me love this pig very much. she's so nice and cool when she's calm, but wait til she get high all of sudden, she kisses anyone who gets in the way! but yet, her crazyness clicks with mine so thats why we get along i guess. no other person would layan my crappy moods and bodoh jokes or craziness but her. so buddy live long for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sa5Bn3JdFJI/AAAAAAAAANs/zBE3Ujij5SM/s1600-h/mae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sa5Bn3JdFJI/AAAAAAAAANs/zBE3Ujij5SM/s400/mae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309253163790701714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mae is the saviour of my hollow dull side of my life! i am really thankful that she's the same school with me, everytime we see each other we'll shriek!! no matter how many times we bump into one another, i miss her every second of every minute of everytime&lt;3 not only the lollies in school, Mae if i would i'd give you all the lollies in the world! AAAAANk/zG8-cC3b1Dc/s1600-h/alia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sa5ATLv_9CI/AAAAAAAAANk/zG8-cC3b1Dc/s400/alia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309251709032199202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;alia!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yeah, the PINK PRETTY PERKY. she is the person that would cheer you up when youre down with her perky-ness. this girl would talk and talk nonstop even if no one would be listenin, in the end she sulks "HEYY! YOU GUYS ARE NOT PAYING ATTENTION TO ME!" the cutest dangerous hot tiny little Alia. &lt;3 AAAAANU/ISQR_UCesEs/s1600-h/alesia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sa4-_PWSddI/AAAAAAAAANU/ISQR_UCesEs/s400/alesia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309250266889090514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and finally, i want to end my chicks with the BOMB DIGGITY one. this is mine. she is half of my guts! she has the most big mouth la i'll say haha. and her temper is outrageous! but to me its nothing. especially when she gets sarcastic to me i couldnt be bothered cause i know she still loves me. XD this girl is one bad ass chick and she's proud of it. awesome kan??? ;)  ive known her this whole 5-6 years  and i aint regretting one moment ive spent with her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you guys ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-1967005028472922767?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/1967005028472922767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=1967005028472922767' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1967005028472922767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1967005028472922767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/03/qaasim.html' title='QAASIM'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/Sa5Frf-AFwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/NA30wP4tFWA/s72-c/qis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-8635947481520504271</id><published>2009-03-02T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T03:29:59.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>222</title><content type='html'>my 222nd post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh well this morning i really hadnt the energy to go to school! i was like uh.. dtb ;( during perhimpunan i was really really really mengantuk. i couldnt stand at all, i trie to focus to the speeches but i never rlly did!  who listens anyway, so i tried to rest my head, i was so tired til i had headaches..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then thank you my angels! i received a note from Mae, it stated on the paper Siti Amirah 5KA i knew right away who it was from, of course la the best hand writing ever ;) oh dear i miss dtb badly too Mae! she wrote that she needed to see me during recess :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when perhimpunan over, i suddenly got hyper. -.-" i listened to all my gf's gossips. gosh i have been missed out alot. and we even played games, cause teacher dint come in class. (exams like tmrw and we can still play.. i know ) then suddenly they mentioned something like nobita and shizuka and i reflexly thought of Kelvin Doraemon!! and also they mentiond abt teddy bear too!! which!! remnded me of MR TEDDY ;( i was abt to cry. i rlly miss everybody! uhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school over, i went home and quickly went for passport renewal. then got to KL.. my father took a road which got us stuck at traffic.. and guess where exactly?? on my RIGHT is PANGGUNG BANDARAYA DTB1!! on my LEFT is DEWAN BANDARAYA KUALA LUMPUR DTB2!! i was like OH NOOO!! i was nagging to my parents all the memories, and finally i cried. glaring LEFT n RIGHT ;(   &lt;333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss everybody.&lt;br /&gt;not even one singled out.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;me love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i got exams tmrw. so yeah. havent even started any studying -.-"&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/899392771826825447-8635947481520504271?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/8635947481520504271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=8635947481520504271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/8635947481520504271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/8635947481520504271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/03/222.html' title='222'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-8695570057699274424</id><published>2009-02-28T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:13:51.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more to come :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SaoH0GqbvyI/AAAAAAAAANM/txW58gKFz5Q/s1600-h/DSC09906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SaoDzpY3MyI/AAAAAAAAAME/E4jrdNZADwk/s400/DSC09722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308059296627897122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-8695570057699274424?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/8695570057699274424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=8695570057699274424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/8695570057699274424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/8695570057699274424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-to-come-d.html' title='more to come :D'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SaoH0GqbvyI/AAAAAAAAANM/txW58gKFz5Q/s72-c/DSC09906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-4590905362963283619</id><published>2009-02-28T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T11:13:46.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 AM</title><content type='html'>3 am and i still awake writing a song, if i get it all down on paper its no longer inside of me threatening the life it belongs to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say i cant be honest&lt;br /&gt;the verses left me&lt;br /&gt;im lost in the deep heartest&lt;br /&gt;i cant open my eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me why now&lt;br /&gt;tell me why you'd do this&lt;br /&gt;tell me what did i miss&lt;br /&gt;just make me smile, i forgot how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i turned my back for just a second&lt;br /&gt;spent my minutes thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;but then i looked back, i found my heart got beaten&lt;br /&gt;beaten away from my dream come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why now, why not later&lt;br /&gt;i still want you to be here&lt;br /&gt;i still want for you to be near&lt;br /&gt;but all i can actually say is goodbye dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll let you be today&lt;br /&gt;you can say whatever you want to say&lt;br /&gt;i may laugh infront of you, i cant hide&lt;br /&gt;but i am really just tearin up inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just&lt;br /&gt;i dont know&lt;br /&gt;maybe, of course&lt;br /&gt;i'll have to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;but i'll tell the whole world&lt;br /&gt;im not.&lt;br /&gt;gonna say&lt;br /&gt;it.&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;or ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-4590905362963283619?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/4590905362963283619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=4590905362963283619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/4590905362963283619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/4590905362963283619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/02/3-am.html' title='3 AM'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-783457094585621976</id><published>2009-02-28T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:18:54.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHICHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!</title><content type='html'>Anis: SITI JUST CAME BACK FROM THE SHOWER!&lt;br /&gt;Qistina: I want pie.&lt;br /&gt;Anis: Oh... She's back now. :D How was your shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK THATS ALL! XD&lt;br /&gt;WE LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yo mamma's so fat, when she stepped on the scale, it said 'to be continued''. HAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;It was from the Youtube video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Razlan: MAK CIK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douchebag's are not worth the while :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;- Qistina &gt;:D &amp;amp; Anis ;D (&lt;--- Let us belanja you ice-cream BR!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-783457094585621976?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/783457094585621976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=783457094585621976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/783457094585621976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/783457094585621976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/02/chichiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.html' title='CHICHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-1829351696454951087</id><published>2009-02-27T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T04:18:39.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SafZK4W06SI/AAAAAAAAAL8/FVoks5vlixA/s1600-h/DSC09615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SaeIKyDmUXI/AAAAAAAAALU/Ya7rdRn4nec/s400/siaam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307360404696355186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-8469846476484870043?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/8469846476484870043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=8469846476484870043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/8469846476484870043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/8469846476484870043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-miss-3.html' title='i miss &lt;3'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SaeIKyDmUXI/AAAAAAAAALU/Ya7rdRn4nec/s72-c/siaam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-7937896814494035096</id><published>2009-02-23T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:29:59.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i wrote in Class</title><content type='html'>when i sleep last night,&lt;br /&gt;t took me such a long time,&lt;br /&gt;just for me to go dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;felt so hard, stopped my breathing,&lt;br /&gt;whats in my head i cant decipher&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;let .. be, let.. remain not knowing how this feels&lt;br /&gt;or if .. knows let .. go as it kills&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up by my first alarm ring,&lt;br /&gt;i refused, to get up to start a new day&lt;br /&gt;my head was heavy, my eyes still closed.&lt;br /&gt;still sore from tears and chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;when i look at the sky during homeroom,&lt;br /&gt;the clouds glower as they cover the bright sky with grey and unhappy shades of dim&lt;br /&gt;as if to suit my mood, my heart.&lt;br /&gt;the clouds unconnected, broken apart.&lt;br /&gt;where am i? where are they?&lt;br /&gt;my Friends are infront of me asking me why&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt answer all i did was cry&lt;br /&gt;i feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;as that bird flying solo in the sky&lt;br /&gt;telling me even if youre alone you still need to fly and move forwards until the day you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was staring, out the window, the rain was mild, not heavy but calming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was studying Economics..&lt;br /&gt;i saw Affin Bank! HAHAHAHHA. lol. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been wasting inks on pretty papers&lt;br /&gt;just to complain all my never ending heartbreaks&lt;br /&gt;so i saved a little space in my heart&lt;br /&gt;to fit you in the chapters of my life&lt;br /&gt;ill wait for you to come back&lt;br /&gt;i'll wait for you to love me&lt;br /&gt;oh i'll wait for the day&lt;br /&gt;for who knows will never come&lt;br /&gt;well someday we'll see&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-7937896814494035096?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/7937896814494035096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=7937896814494035096' title='0 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in the end i broke down in the car. and at grandma's bday. and after that, and today too. went to school but couldnt stand everything so went back early. and some more being a Ketua class. -.- im not myself.. today is so dragggggyyyyyy. im like have to carry my own legs to walk. til i reached home, and slept for a few hours. that doesnt happen daytime.. for me atleast. i listenen to have you ever- Brandy til i slept. and woke up, my eyes got worse. dull, boring, lifeless, heartbroken.&lt;br /&gt;i practically ate and ate and ate chocolates, cheese sticks, and wasted a whole lot of body water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i thought to myself, i need to take classes, in my head theres only 2 things. latin and ballet. my dad wanted me to enroll in Peter's class, but then i thought i wanted to take Ballet first..&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. im searching for ballet classes now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-899392771826825447.post-6703400955942704472</id><published>2009-02-23T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T03:51:05.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever love somebody so bad it makes you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever needed something so bad you cant sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;have you ever tried to find the words but they dont come out right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youd give anything to make them feel the same&lt;br /&gt;have you ever search the words to get you in their heart&lt;br /&gt;but you dont know what to say and you dont know where to start&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-6703400955942704472?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-5559267997807539191</id><published>2009-02-22T06:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T06:49:08.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Kisses.</title><content type='html'>yeah the title.. not from doraemon please! hahahahah :D Shows over. im happy yet very heartbroken. hmm, very dizzing. (is there such word) i dont know lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as we go on, we remmber, all the times we, had together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will still be friends forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; of you&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-5559267997807539191?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/5559267997807539191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=5559267997807539191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/5559267997807539191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/5559267997807539191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/02/free-kisses.html' title='Free Kisses.'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-6509623441149389069</id><published>2009-02-20T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T19:54:49.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Verses n Choruses</title><content type='html'>You're like poetry&lt;br /&gt;Hiding behind the words you speak&lt;br /&gt;Changing the words of the story&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't love me&lt;br /&gt;Then say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting&lt;br /&gt;You're hiding behind the words&lt;br /&gt;You're speaking&lt;br /&gt;Changing the words&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost in the verse&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't love me&lt;br /&gt;Then say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;Why are you hiding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you held my hand and watched me go&lt;br /&gt;while you gave me that kiss it was something like this&lt;br /&gt;wiped my tears got rid of all my fears&lt;br /&gt;why did you have to go&lt;br /&gt;guess its wasnt enough to take up some of my love&lt;br /&gt;cause youre so hard to trust&lt;br /&gt;did i not i tell you that i'm not like that&lt;br /&gt;youre the one who&lt;br /&gt;throws it all out away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone took the key to your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-6509623441149389069?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/6509623441149389069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=6509623441149389069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6509623441149389069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6509623441149389069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/02/verses-n-choruses.html' title='Verses n Choruses'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-6257673270857562815</id><published>2009-02-15T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T06:14:03.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush on You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sunday morning rain is falling.... :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up today, laze in bed for a few mins, and got ready for rhrsal at DBKL! :D but i cudnt find my shirt though.. the dtb shirt.. :( so heres what happened today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;got a teddy bear from maimun &lt;3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;used my repaired jazz shoes :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;inka replaced me for my solo, i couldnt sing.. ;(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spilled water that landed on my own head.. -.-" haha.. fUnnnneeey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gave Tariq my Daisuki, he better like it, its one of my collections :P (i got him for the Vday game)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;astro came to take video of our rehearsal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;took picture of the whole cast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;felt the early nervousness for the show is near! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;beautiful diary :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;listened to DK the whole time on the way home. (right now pun) =]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;POETRY! hihihi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. i like today :) rhrsal was fun. of course, since when it never is? looking forward for our performance this week ! this week! this week.. omgosh. how time flies :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now imma go write in that pretty book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-6257673270857562815?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/6257673270857562815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=6257673270857562815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6257673270857562815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/6257673270857562815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/02/crush-on-you.html' title='Crush on You'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-6143671828630921969</id><published>2009-02-14T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T05:57:32.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>well. started off the day with school, i was pretty late, so i thought, then arrive in school, many hadnt came yet. i dont know why, but i was pretty much excited about this year's merentas desa. some of my friends looked at me up and down with the since-when-siti-ever-like-running look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promised my friend to run with her, but in the end as i was running i lost her, she was behind me i think. for the first time in my life, i felt like i have the motivation to run, mom's sneakers helped alot too, its so light! XD the 5km felt shorter distance than the torturous years i had before. i was determined to be at least top 20, just when im about to reach the end of the race, i had the worst stitch, the pain! i couldnt even walk, a st john came up to me and helped me abit, and told me to walk slowly. til at some point, as i was nearer to the school i started to speed up but by the time, all the other girls sprinted already, leaving me behind, and when i reached the school's gate, i sprinted as fast as i could to the end of the race. then i slowed my pace, and suddenly i felt like i was about to faint, omgosh, my sight was going blurry, my head was a lil heavy, all the pain i put aside when i was running came to me like a shower! but after a few minutes, i steadied myself, and i was okay again. all in all the run felt great! :D  then we had cheer offs for each house. i saw mae cheering shouting and i told her, to keep her voice, but then after that i was the one who shouted my hearts out for my team, mae's green house ppl shouts like crazy. the results was hijau got 4th place, kuning got 3rd, then merah, champion again, biru. BUT for the first time in how many gazillion years, yellow house didnt get final place!! i was so touched and happy i cried. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school, i had to rush to my friends place and shower, then got in a cab, and went for the icc audition. it was fun, but im feeling a lil guilty, cause i had to go back early for rhrsals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then at the rhrsal, as i was singing carrying the banner, my voice couldnt come out, i got scared and abruptly stopped singing and went to aunty farah. she told me to see Peter. Peter had a look at my throat and he said some scary things. i never lose my voice before. i almost cried! though yea la, i cry for evry single thing, almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i just had to sit aside, watching them singing and all. :( there were chicken balls and fried chickens, but Peter said avoid oily, fried food. :,( i had to tahan myself from eating them... haih. haha. anyways. it was such a tiring day. alot has happened. and im really tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-6143671828630921969?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/6143671828630921969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=6143671828630921969' title='0 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SZWY30MDPTI/AAAAAAAAALE/bqfLbxe0tZA/s1600-h/valentine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SZWY30MDPTI/AAAAAAAAALE/bqfLbxe0tZA/s400/valentine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302312220968041778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never celebrated the day my whole life before this, yeap this will be the first time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the heart.. inka sent to me :D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-9164069596669037642?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/9164069596669037642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href="http://images.search.yahoo.com/images/view?back=http%3A%2F%2Fimages.search.yahoo.com%2Fsearch%2Fimages%3Fp%3Dkoizora%26ni%3D20%26ei%3Dutf-8%26vm%3Dr%26fr%3Dsfp%26xargs%3D0%26pstart%3D1%26b%3D1&amp;amp;w=500&amp;amp;h=383&amp;amp;imgurl=static.flickr.com%2F3103%2F2331653788_df20dbae8b.jpg&amp;amp;rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.flickr.com%2Fphotos%2Famicheng%2F2331653788%2F&amp;amp;size=123.1kB&amp;amp;name=2331653788_df20dbae8b.jpg&amp;amp;p=koizora&amp;amp;type=JPG&amp;amp;oid=d0a3abff4a8597ce&amp;amp;fusr=Ami+%E2%99%A5&amp;amp;tit=2331653788_df20dbae8b.jpg&amp;amp;hurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.flickr.com%2Fphotos%2Famicheng%2F&amp;amp;no=11&amp;amp;tt=381&amp;amp;sigr=11h9ns9a0&amp;amp;sigi=11gb798s1&amp;amp;sigb=136h79o6s&amp;amp;sigh=116nuko7u"&gt;http://images.search.yahoo.com/images/view?back=http%3A%2F%2Fimages.search.yahoo.com%2Fsearch%2Fimages%3Fp%3Dkoizora%26ni%3D20%26ei%3Dutf-8%26vm%3Dr%26fr%3Dsfp%26xargs%3D0%26pstart%3D1%26b%3D1&amp;amp;w=500&amp;amp;h=383&amp;amp;imgurl=static.flickr.com%2F3103%2F2331653788_df20dbae8b.jpg&amp;amp;rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.flickr.com%2Fphotos%2Famicheng%2F2331653788%2F&amp;amp;size=123.1kB&amp;amp;name=2331653788_df20dbae8b.jpg&amp;amp;p=koizora&amp;amp;type=JPG&amp;amp;oid=d0a3abff4a8597ce&amp;amp;fusr=Ami+%E2%99%A5&amp;amp;tit=2331653788_df20dbae8b.jpg&amp;amp;hurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.flickr.com%2Fphotos%2Famicheng%2F&amp;amp;no=11&amp;amp;tt=381&amp;amp;sigr=11h9ns9a0&amp;amp;sigi=11gb798s1&amp;amp;sigb=136h79o6s&amp;amp;sigh=116nuko7u&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to upload a cute picture on the movie Koizora! but i couldnt, stupid school internet, filter here filter there.. haih. anyway, do view it ! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i searched for that picture is because.. early morning, when i was at school.. during homeroom i was glaring at the sky, and i saw the moon shining still up there. i think its so beautiful and magic that the moon is shining while its morning. probably to anybody else it doesnt give any impact but to me, its my favourite scene and feeling. :D a few minutes later. as i was wishing to the moon the same wish every morning. i saw a sky jet, leaving trails of white smoke as they blend in with the clouds. creating one streak of new cloud as it goes. reflexly reminded me of Koizora(Sky of Love) the movie. i was suddenly smiling so bright looking at it, as i remembered every scene of the movie. i was still and amazed i think i held my breath the whole time when i was looking at it fly in the sky :D :D :D and for reasons i dont know about, it got me feeling nervous and excited too, probably the whole idea that the show is only next week. probably.. i dont know. i felt as though my heart expanded like i can feel happy my whole life, happy-feeling-supplies. :P sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-38598314392159623?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/38598314392159623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=38598314392159623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/38598314392159623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/38598314392159623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/02/morning.html' title='Morning'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-1972471415873849539</id><published>2009-02-11T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:43:39.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Scream With Me?- my song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i cant stop thinking&lt;br /&gt;will you stop me from worrying&lt;br /&gt;in my own world i keep on wishing&lt;br /&gt;to be with who i was dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so leave me be&lt;br /&gt;do you see what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;just being by my presence&lt;br /&gt;left me out of sentence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you&lt;br /&gt;hey scream with me&lt;br /&gt;even just for a day with you&lt;br /&gt;to be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hey play me a part&lt;br /&gt;you get me out of my fear&lt;br /&gt;when youre near&lt;br /&gt;i feel the beat of your heart&lt;br /&gt;its telling me&lt;br /&gt;to shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my words in  my mind&lt;br /&gt;must i scream it everytime&lt;br /&gt;it feels so real&lt;br /&gt;no one knows how i feel&lt;br /&gt;heaven on earth&lt;br /&gt;living with honour&lt;br /&gt;i write my self my own letters&lt;br /&gt;just to tell myself to be better&lt;br /&gt;girl survive day without seeing him&lt;br /&gt;oh you can do it though the world dims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like in the boat ride&lt;br /&gt;i toss all the coins in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;wishing all my might&lt;br /&gt;as my head singing sonnets&lt;br /&gt;i wish for you to know&lt;br /&gt;im not letting go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hey&lt;br /&gt;will you scream with me&lt;br /&gt;will you play me the best melodies&lt;br /&gt;with a song 'Love Me Please'&lt;br /&gt;but for now&lt;br /&gt;i kept my feelings to my Diary&lt;br /&gt;telling how i really feel&lt;br /&gt;every definition&lt;br /&gt;a whole lot of situations&lt;br /&gt;most of it is my time&lt;br /&gt; spent with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-1972471415873849539?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/1972471415873849539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=1972471415873849539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1972471415873849539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1972471415873849539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-scream-with-me-my-song.html' title='Hey Scream With Me?- my song'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-928477321640222603</id><published>2009-02-09T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T08:13:48.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh</title><content type='html'>yeah this time its called ugh, wonder why? i dont know. its so irritating, i mean the feeling, you know its one of those moments when you'd like to just shout out how you feel but you just cant. eventhough you told a few people about it, still, it grew stronger, you get more curious in the end youre just killing yrself. time, would you just fast forward now? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-928477321640222603?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/928477321640222603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=928477321640222603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/928477321640222603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/928477321640222603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/02/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-1880706100202797658</id><published>2009-02-09T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T08:04:11.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another End</title><content type='html'>its going to end soon, this feeling.. all those people that keep brighten up my low down weekends. what will the future bring for me? i could only wait and ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-1880706100202797658?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/1880706100202797658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=1880706100202797658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1880706100202797658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/1880706100202797658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-end.html' title='Another End'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-2026959118505762691</id><published>2009-02-06T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T06:41:56.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem, English Homework</title><content type='html'>(teacher made us to do a poem, the kind to describe someone, which.. i dont think i ever practiced.. so i'll just give it a shot..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has dyed hair&lt;br /&gt;tried piercings&lt;br /&gt;go for wild party fares&lt;br /&gt;and made icings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is very bright as the sun will shine&lt;br /&gt;Yet when it is night her heart dims&lt;br /&gt;Her intelligence can make people smile&lt;br /&gt;though when she's broken apart she's ripped at the seams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has experienced through many things&lt;br /&gt;That made her a beautiful person that she is&lt;br /&gt;If ever i need help i'd ask her for anything&lt;br /&gt;She for sure to be there for me, a friend and a big sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the hand that she ever lend&lt;br /&gt;Never once she asks anything in return&lt;br /&gt;She only asked for me to be happy&lt;br /&gt;Well thats Inka, the cheery cheer cheer person..&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;it sounds so corny. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-2026959118505762691?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/2026959118505762691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=2026959118505762691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/2026959118505762691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/2026959118505762691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/02/poem-english-homework.html' title='Poem, English Homework'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-7299056754437189061</id><published>2009-02-06T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T05:45:54.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SYw-1MjsdQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/mV3RWKriuIU/s1600-h/prom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SYw-1MjsdQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/mV3RWKriuIU/s400/prom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299679945133159682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just wondering about a night wear i'll wear something like this :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-7299056754437189061?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/7299056754437189061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=7299056754437189061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7299056754437189061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/7299056754437189061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/02/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SYw-1MjsdQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/mV3RWKriuIU/s72-c/prom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899392771826825447.post-2965370837625613451</id><published>2009-02-05T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:49:58.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>noyb</title><content type='html'>have you ever consider other people's feelings when you talk, sit, stand, scream, sing, dance, sleep or any of those factors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secrets told are meant to be kept, if you think you cant hold onto it then dont listen, dont make other people's lives difficult just because you blurted out their personal interest, embarassing moments, people like you are most likely to be spammed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you really need to get out there, observe and listen. life is more to all you think about, reality is much different than dreams, yet they exist side by side, however learning both of its meanings are truly what you need in life so that youre able to live with your dreams wide present as your life deprives you in, youre still safe for you have the birth of a dream in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suggest you open your eyes, sit still for a moment and think about things you  have done, and things you should be doing. after a day. think about what you did, the good or the bad, compare and then try to improve yourself to be a better person the next day. it should be always "what did i today for myself?" and not "what did others do for me?". instead of feeling "why should he/she make me feel this way?" its better to say "i know myself how i feel, i can change it however i want" so choose to be happy, not proud but complacent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh! i feel like i wrote a boring essay. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-2965370837625613451?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/2965370837625613451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=2965370837625613451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/2965370837625613451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/2965370837625613451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/02/noyb.html' title='noyb'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><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-899392771826825447.post-522953054421452155</id><published>2009-02-05T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T07:16:11.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SYsCbwyZNEI/AAAAAAAAAIc/pw1a2x7I5Ic/s1600-h/DSC07270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SYsCbwyZNEI/AAAAAAAAAIc/pw1a2x7I5Ic/s400/DSC07270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299332062507512898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knew there would come day i stand on my bed&lt;br /&gt;jump sometimes, and just take my pillow suffocate myself and shout with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know that feeling when you just dont know what to do, what got you in such a mess&lt;br /&gt;a person youve never been before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you feel weird and losing your grip on things&lt;br /&gt;people tend to come all around you and drown you with questions you suddenly just dont happen to have the right answer when all the while you knew so well the perfect answer for that particular question, any question too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and til at some point you shout your song the ones that has been in your head only, for such a long time, its finally out from your head, but not yet for me though unfortunately, nope, nobody has the slightest idea how bad i want to shriek the notes, trebels out of me. well maybe some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like right now i wish i could go to any peak of any mountain, and shout all i can, scream baby scream! til i lose my voice for a whole day, if still i cant, i might just stare at the blinding sun, and being a blind hottie for the day. am i crazy now? just shook your head will you, just be a liar for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/899392771826825447-522953054421452155?l=irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/feeds/522953054421452155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=899392771826825447&amp;postID=522953054421452155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/522953054421452155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/899392771826825447/posts/default/522953054421452155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irreconcilablesonnet.blogspot.com/2009/02/someone.html' title='Someone'/><author><name>Siti Amirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBqQ1KPm474/SYsCbwyZNEI/AAAAAAAAAIc/pw1a2x7I5Ic/s72-c/DSC07270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
