<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560</id><updated>2011-07-28T12:22:43.973-07:00</updated><category term='Hearts'/><category term='Random'/><category term='lame'/><category term='Updates'/><category term='Results'/><category term='Celebrations.'/><category term='Trash =D'/><category term='crush'/><category term='sports'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Hearts.'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='last goodbye'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>fizomellizomakeacheezo - memet's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-248430596009373921</id><published>2009-09-06T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T04:38:13.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[23]. New pic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqOb8cCLX9I/AAAAAAAAADo/wqSkJ-Ki7vc/s1600-h/hmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqOb8cCLX9I/AAAAAAAAADo/wqSkJ-Ki7vc/s320/hmm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378313842630287314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby. he's hot. damn. okayy, i know he's younger than me. i'm not a pedo, okay. hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-248430596009373921?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/248430596009373921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=248430596009373921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/248430596009373921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/248430596009373921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/09/23-new-pics.html' title='[23]. New pic.'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqOb8cCLX9I/AAAAAAAAADo/wqSkJ-Ki7vc/s72-c/hmm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-9110404743931906120</id><published>2009-09-05T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T10:39:49.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[22]. Calm. Peace. Home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKh5CLt1LI/AAAAAAAAADg/vHRWjnipD5w/s1600-h/Dock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKh5CLt1LI/AAAAAAAAADg/vHRWjnipD5w/s320/Dock.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378038906244420786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is calm right now. Like the sea. Peace can be seen. I feel like i'm home, when i see you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-9110404743931906120?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/9110404743931906120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=9110404743931906120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/9110404743931906120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/9110404743931906120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/09/22-calm-peace-home.html' title='[22]. Calm. Peace. Home.'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKh5CLt1LI/AAAAAAAAADg/vHRWjnipD5w/s72-c/Dock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-556299906468300273</id><published>2009-09-05T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T10:31:22.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[21]. My boo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKf2QgkRvI/AAAAAAAAADY/oN5wz_jvrY8/s1600-h/taylor_lautner3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKf2QgkRvI/AAAAAAAAADY/oN5wz_jvrY8/s320/taylor_lautner3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378036659527108338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKf2K8OCCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PVDcwIMG0T0/s1600-h/tayy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKf2K8OCCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PVDcwIMG0T0/s320/tayy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378036658032478242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKf1hapoUI/AAAAAAAAADI/JeCslgyYiw8/s1600-h/taylor-lautner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKf1hapoUI/AAAAAAAAADI/JeCslgyYiw8/s320/taylor-lautner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378036646885826882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKf1NVPR2I/AAAAAAAAADA/81zvpd5O3v4/s1600-h/new_moon_jacob_black_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKf1NVPR2I/AAAAAAAAADA/81zvpd5O3v4/s320/new_moon_jacob_black_poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378036641494419298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKf04F18PI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rfNxogPnuqc/s1600-h/ewteamjacob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKf04F18PI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rfNxogPnuqc/s320/ewteamjacob.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378036635792699634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKfY5bxZQI/AAAAAAAAACw/bbXoqUpsLzk/s1600-h/jacob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKfY5bxZQI/AAAAAAAAACw/bbXoqUpsLzk/s320/jacob.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378036155116774658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKfYVgHFsI/AAAAAAAAACo/IIsjTNOIRho/s1600-h/Lautner_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKfYVgHFsI/AAAAAAAAACo/IIsjTNOIRho/s320/Lautner_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378036145471297218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKfX3b-1NI/AAAAAAAAACg/t_n1r7NHCv0/s1600-h/JacobMaze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKfX3b-1NI/AAAAAAAAACg/t_n1r7NHCv0/s320/JacobMaze.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378036137400915154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKfXZjQzQI/AAAAAAAAACY/RDtXJmfk6DE/s1600-h/ewteamjacob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKfXZjQzQI/AAAAAAAAACY/RDtXJmfk6DE/s320/ewteamjacob.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378036129378389250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKfXCbz1qI/AAAAAAAAACQ/N063PGDR2uc/s1600-h/babyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKfXCbz1qI/AAAAAAAAACQ/N063PGDR2uc/s320/babyy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378036123173115554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-556299906468300273?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/556299906468300273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=556299906468300273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/556299906468300273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/556299906468300273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/09/21-my-boo.html' title='[21]. My boo.'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SqKf2QgkRvI/AAAAAAAAADY/oN5wz_jvrY8/s72-c/taylor_lautner3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-4353819942968257111</id><published>2009-08-16T09:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T09:34:27.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[20]. Some stuff?</title><content type='html'>You're my sunshine after the rain. You're the cure against my fear and my pain. 'Cause i'm losing my mind when you're not around. It's all..it's all because of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun fikiran mu keliru. Ku sedar apa yang berlaku. Namun ku tetap menyintaimu jadi pulanglah kepadaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the same old team since 1916. In your head, in your head, they're still fighting. With their tanks and their bombs and their bombs and their guns. In your head, in your head, they are dying. In your head, in your head. Zombie.. Zombie.. Zombie eh eh eh eh.. What's in your head, in your head. Zombie.. Zombie.. Zombie eh eh eh eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now baby girl there ain't nuthin more that i can say. You know by now i want it more than anythin. If i walk away and just let you leave. You'll be stuck in my head like a melody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, baby don't you know i suffer. Ooh, baby can you hear me moan. You caught me under false pretenses. How long before you let me go. You set my soul alight. You set my soul alight. Glaciers melting in the dead of night and the superstar sucked into the supermassive. Glaciers melting in the dead of night and the superstar sucked into the supermassive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the cops closed the fair. I cut my long baby hair. Stole me a dog eared map. Guard for you everywhere. Now i've found you, flightless bird. Jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let this go. But i can't find the words to tell you. I don't wanna be alone. But now i feel like i don't know you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The situation got out of hand. I hope you understand. It could happen to..anyone of us, anyone you think of. Anyone can fall, anyone can hurt someone they love. Hearts will break. 'cause i made a stupid mistake. It could happen to..anyone of us, say you will forgive me. Anyone can fail, say you will believe me. I can't take my heart will break. 'cause i've made a stupid mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lupakan..diriku.. Kerna kau terlalu indah buat ku. Pergilah sayangku. Ku pasti, kita takkan dapat bersama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if i be gone tomorrow. Would you know how deep my love goes? Have i ever told you, you're the one. If the words don't come my way. I hope it still know. I hope it still show. If the words don't come my way, i hope you still know what my heart wants to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're askin' me i want you to know. When my time comes. Forget the wrong that i've done. Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed. Don't resent me and when you're feeling empty. Keep me in your memory. Leave out all the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still i wonder why it is. I don't argue like this with anyone but you. We do it all the time. Blowing out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know that baby i. I'm your biggest fan, i'll follow you until you love me. Papa, paparazzi. Baby there's no other superstar. You know that i'll be. Your papa, paparazzi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i ever wanted was you. I wanna take you away. I got a little house where we can stay. I wanna make you my own. If you don't try, you'll never know. 'cause i could be the love of your life. Until you make up your mind, i'm gonna spend my time thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to know. Why we don't trust them. Explain to me. This conspiracy against me. Tell me how, i lost my power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought i'd hear myself say. Ya'll gon ahead, i think i'm gonna kick it with my girl today. I used to be commander and chief of my pimp ship flying high. 'til i met this pretty little missle, that shot me out the sky. Hey, till now i'm crashing. Don't know how it happen but i know it feels so damn good. Said if i could go back and make it happen faster. Don't you know i would baby if i could. Miss independent. The lord never too much. She helpin' me pull it. She shot the bullet that ended that life. I swear to you the pimp in me just died tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more dreaming about tomorrow. Forget the lonliness and the sorrow. I've gotta say, it's all because of you and now we're back together. I wanna show you my heart is oh, so true. And all the love i have is especially for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in my secret heart. I know, love will find a way. Anywhere i go, i'm home if you are there beside me. And dark, turning into day. Somehow we'll come through. Now that i found you, love will find a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did i know. That you were romeo. You were throwing pebbles and my daddy said stay away from juliet. I was crying on the staircase begging you please don't go. And i said, romeo take me somewhere we can be alone. I'll be waiting. All there's left to do is run. You'll be the prince and i'll be the princess. It's a love story baby just say yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wears high heels. I wear sneakers. She's cheer captain and i'm on the bleachers. Dreaming bout the day when you wake up and find out what you're looking for has been here the whole time. If you can see that i'm the one who understands you. Been here all along. So why can't you see. You belong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- okayy, i don't know what to post. So i just listen to some songs and wrote some stuffs. And pop! There you go. Just for the sake of an update. 0:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-4353819942968257111?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/4353819942968257111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=4353819942968257111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/4353819942968257111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/4353819942968257111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/08/1-some-stuff.html' title='[20]. Some stuff?'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-2860447599601364686</id><published>2009-06-20T08:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T18:07:26.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts.'/><title type='text'>[19]. Conspiracy.</title><content type='html'>This song, reminds me of you. You wanna know why? Because there was a time when i heard you banging your drumsticks on your drums. You played this song. I was around your neighbourhood at that time and eventhough it wasn't very clear in my ear, but the way you played your drums, it seems clear in my heart and it stays there until now. Sometimes, i deny the fact that i like you or get jealous easily whenever i see you talking, laughing your head off with some girls. They, my friends, are correct tho'. I am indenial. But, sometimes, i don't feel that way, as long as you're still single, i feel safe and quite relieved that you haven't got someone special yet. I want to search for the key to your heart. I don't care if it takes my whole life. I'm not crazy or anything. It's just that, i can't think of any way, how to express my feelings about you. I'm only human. And for your information, it's been 4 months, more or less, i have this feeling building up inside me. Everyday, it's like a fire, burning up, more and more brighter. I never thought that i'd be in love like this. When i look at you, my mind goes on a trip. I don't know whether this is just temporary or permanent. But i hope it stays and i hope you are my true love. I know all these stuffs are bullshits but i will try my best and i won't give up. &lt;br /&gt;North, East, South, West. All i can see is you, everywhere i go. I can't breathe easily, too many sleepless nights lately and it's all because of you. I don't blame you for this but i blame you for leaving your shadow in my heart. All i can think right now, is you. I miss you. So much. Whenever i miss you, i listen to the songs you love and go through pictures of you. There are many things that i would like to say to you but i don't know how. I don't know how to start a conversation with you. And you know, those times, when i'm with you, my mouth kept shut. Seems like i can't talk in front of you. It was like i get struck by you instead of lightning. Save me from all this shit. &lt;br /&gt;I think i love you..or not.. Is this just a crush? I don't want it to be just a crush. Eventhough it's just a crush, i assure you, this crush will never leave my heart. It won't go away. Believe me. I wonder why, though. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i think i'm gonna go now. I guess eventhough i blogged about my feelings for you, it won't lessen my thoughts of you.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, i miss youu and i hope to see you soon, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;hka&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Hearts to you. &lt;br /&gt;P/s:I want to hear you and your drums, together as one. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-2860447599601364686?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/2860447599601364686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=2860447599601364686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/2860447599601364686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/2860447599601364686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/06/19-conspiracy.html' title='[19]. Conspiracy.'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-6729349403855862592</id><published>2009-05-19T03:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:41:45.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>[18]. A secret confession.</title><content type='html'>Every countless dreams, nothing has changed. I always think about you and it's the only thing i can do. Months roll by but you're still on my mind. I just can't seem to let you go. I need to let you know that each and everyday makes my heart beat fast. I'm afraid that i'll forget how to breathe. Every step you take and every move you make, i don't know why i get so nervous and weak. You're all i wanted, i think. Well, someday i might have the strength to unfold my secretive soul but will you be able accept my heart? That's the question and i hope i won't be disappointed to hear the answer. But i keep on feeling a rejection. Damn.. My emotions gave me the feelings to keep my confession inside. &lt;br /&gt;I know you only think of me as a stranger. I want you as something more. I mean more than just a friend. I want to convince your heart to open your closed door but i guess it's impossible. Tears run down my cheek as i fall down on my knees. I cried endlessly at night because i'm too scared that you'd say goodbye. How can i make you see? You're my cloud up in the sky, i hear your voices around me. When my hope is gone, i always felt you right next to me. No matter how far you are from me, it feels so close. I hope one day, my days will be bright as the sun and i know i'll survive so, i just have to put my trust beyond the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, all i can do is wait. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-6729349403855862592?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/6729349403855862592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=6729349403855862592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/6729349403855862592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/6729349403855862592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/05/18-secret-confession.html' title='[18]. A secret confession.'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-8896187051772286468</id><published>2009-05-02T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T06:54:41.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>[17]. Everything.</title><content type='html'>You're a falling star, you're the get away car.&lt;br /&gt;You're the line in the sand when I go too far.&lt;br /&gt;You're the swimming pool, on an August day.&lt;br /&gt;And you're the perfect thing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you play it coy but it's kinda cute.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, when you smile at me you know exactly what you do.&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't pretend that you don't know it's true.&lt;br /&gt;'cause you can see it when I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you, it's you, you make me sing.&lt;br /&gt;You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,&lt;br /&gt;And you light me up, when you ring my bell.&lt;br /&gt;You're a mystery, you're from outer space,&lt;br /&gt;You're every minute of my everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,&lt;br /&gt;And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,&lt;br /&gt;And you know that's what our love can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, la, la, la, la, la, la, la&lt;br /&gt;So, la, la, la, la, la, la, la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you, it's you, you make me sing.&lt;br /&gt;You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.&lt;br /&gt;You're every song, and I sing along.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're my everything.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, la, la, la, la, la, la, la&lt;br /&gt;So, la, la, la, la, la, la, la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-by Michael Buble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-8896187051772286468?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/8896187051772286468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=8896187051772286468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/8896187051772286468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/8896187051772286468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/05/17-everything.html' title='[17]. Everything.'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-4136898368093336249</id><published>2009-04-29T03:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T03:36:24.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>[16]. For you. :)</title><content type='html'>Especially for you.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna let you know what i was going through. All the time we were apart, i thought of you. You were in my heart, but love never changed. I still feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;Especially for you.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tell you i was feeling that way too. And if dreams were wings, you know, it would've flown to you. To be where you are. No matter how far, and now that i'm next to you.&lt;br /&gt;No more dreaming about tomorrow. Forget the lonliness and the sorrow. I've gotta say, it's all because of you and now we're back together. I wanna show you that my heart is true. And all the love i have is especially for you.&lt;br /&gt;Especially for you.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tell you, you mean all the world to me. How i'm searching that the love was meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;You changed my life. You showed me the way and now that i'm next to you. I've waited long enough to find you. I wanna put all the hurt behind you and i wanna bring out all the love inside you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-everytime i hear this song, you came into my mind. i'm stuck. Thinking of you is a must and there ain't no other way to make me forget about you. Everyday, there's some things that saddens me but then, i saw you or when i start to think about you, i'll forget all about it and smile. I think about you and i dream about you all the time. :)&lt;br /&gt;There are many things that i would like to say to you but i don't know how. Knowing that you like someone breaks my heart but i won't give up on you. I don't know when this will end but i hope it goes on and on until my last day on earth. &lt;br /&gt;I don't care how long but i never felt nothing in the world like this before. So, baby i'll wait for you even if it takes the rest of my life. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, this is my story. I can't hold it anymore in my heart. Here i stand, there ain't nothin' more that i can say. Except that, you're stuck in my head like a melody. A melody that was meant to finish my duet and completes 'our' song. But, who am i kiddin'? This song will never be complete. Maybe some day, we'll never know. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here we go. I miss you, i love you and thank you for making me smile everyday. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-4136898368093336249?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/4136898368093336249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=4136898368093336249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/4136898368093336249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/4136898368093336249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/04/16-for-you.html' title='[16]. For you. :)'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-2765326116305221923</id><published>2009-04-21T04:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T04:20:25.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>[15]. That special someone. ^^</title><content type='html'>*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;That perfect eyes, perfect smile plus that dimples of yours. Some people want everything but i don't want nothing at all. Just you to complete my everyday. Your smile brightens my life. I'm speechless, head over heels at the moment. I can't get you out of my mind. It's just so hard to believe what i'm feeling right now isn't just a dream. I'm just lucky to have a crush on you, i think. It's weird though. I don't even know when it starts. The best day was the first time i saw you, i was stunned by your first sight. Thank you for that. ;) &lt;br /&gt;Cheetos had been the no.1 in my heart but it had been replaced by you lately. I've always treasure your smile in my heart-chest. &lt;br /&gt;You're perfect for me. I must've been out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Daymnn..i think i'm crazy right now. Who am i to stop you from smiling? I see you everywhere i go, everywhere i turn, even when i'm studying. Near, far, i can recognize you that instant. So weird. Out of all the people i see, guess who shines the most? You! Hahh! Maynn, what's happening to me? Unexpected, what you did to my heart. Maybe this is just a crush and it'll be over soon, but if it won't go away, i'm sorry that i won't be able let go. &lt;br /&gt;Your image keeps on popping into my mind every now and then. Don't ask me why 'cause i don't even know why. :) &lt;br /&gt;What should i do?&lt;br /&gt;My god..i think i should stop now..only god knows what will happen next if i don't stop talking gibberish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see youu when i see youu, my precious crush. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-2765326116305221923?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/2765326116305221923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=2765326116305221923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/2765326116305221923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/2765326116305221923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/04/15-that-special-someone.html' title='[15]. That special someone. ^^'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-4543388146596808033</id><published>2009-03-28T22:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:21:21.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>[14]. Last day.</title><content type='html'>Shit. So little time. School starts tomorrow. &amp;i haven't finish my homework;&lt;br /&gt;Accounting - goodwill project/done&lt;br /&gt;Gp - gm food/done &lt;br /&gt;Maths - pyp,i think/not done&lt;br /&gt;Business - past year/not done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just realised. BANYAK LAGII!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ku sambung cuti sendiri, makin tia ku malas. Aaahhh! Sudahlahhh.. &lt;br /&gt;I have to focus on my studies..for real.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, why didn't you tell me? I don't know what to say anymore, so, i will shut up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-4543388146596808033?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/4543388146596808033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=4543388146596808033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/4543388146596808033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/4543388146596808033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/03/14-last-day.html' title='[14]. Last day.'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-5014526315955864276</id><published>2009-03-28T10:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T11:14:09.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>[13]. Deep stuffs.</title><content type='html'>I miss youu. It hurts when it happens. It's all because of you. It's not easy for me to forget our sweet memories. It's your call, i've done my part. Just this once, listen to my heart. I know i'm a fool but, so what? I ain't gonna cry because of you. A walk in the water reflects your eyes looking at me and i catch a glimpse of heaven. I wanna be inside your heaven but then, you walked away. When i'm with you, butterflies. I wanna cater to you on your special day which is five days after mine. Making you my lover is out of the list, i guess. Lies, i hate, you hate. Is it really over between us two? I don't want to think about it. I'm a stupid coward if i ask you to come back. I think i am a barrier that separates you and her. I wish i was a flowerpot in your house so that i can always be by your side. When you believe, we were strangers, but here we stand, at the beginning. Do you know this will happen? Someday we'll know. What should i do, i can't even talk straight? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta ini membunuhku. Everywhere i go, i want nobody but you. After all, we're only human. Hurt instead of healing. You'll go far, so just live your life. Our love in this life seems to be an issue. It's just the same script, but different cast. I don't wanna try to move on, but i guess i'll have to. Inilah saat terakhir aku merinduimu. It'll tear up my heart and i'll feel the pain. But tonight will be the last night i'll fall for you. Semusim telah ku lalui tanpa dirimu. Semuanya telah terjadi dan cintaku telah pergi. I'll be saying the three words later for the last time. I'll take a bow and backed off. I'm afraid that my heart will go on and on. No one else comes close to you, no one makes me feel the way you do because you are so special to me. This is dangerous. I better stop 'cause my head hurts a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last time, it'll end tonight. I guess i won't say these words again after tonight but i can't make any promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, and goodbye. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-5014526315955864276?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/5014526315955864276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=5014526315955864276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/5014526315955864276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/5014526315955864276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/03/13-deep-stuffs.html' title='[13]. Deep stuffs.'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-4154651715815410586</id><published>2009-03-28T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T09:12:14.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>[12]. Why (Are We Still Friends)</title><content type='html'>We do almost everything that lovers do&lt;br /&gt;And that’s why it’s hard, just to be friends with you&lt;br /&gt;Every time your heart is broken by the fool&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that it hurts me too&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to wipe your tears away&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you should be with me&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? why are we still friends&lt;br /&gt;When everything says&lt;br /&gt;We should be more than we are&lt;br /&gt;And tell me why every time I find&lt;br /&gt;Someone that I like&lt;br /&gt;We always end up just being friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would hate for you to find somebody new&lt;br /&gt;Who you really love, cause it would mean losing you&lt;br /&gt;But am I a fool not to say&lt;br /&gt;If I’m always scared I’ll lose you anyway&lt;br /&gt;Somehow somewhere I’ve got to choose&lt;br /&gt;No matter if it’s win or lose&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna be like your sister&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna be your best friend&lt;br /&gt;I only wanna be your lover&lt;br /&gt;When will this end&lt;br /&gt;If I told you that I wanna be in your life&lt;br /&gt;Then you could be the man in mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-4154651715815410586?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/4154651715815410586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=4154651715815410586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/4154651715815410586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/4154651715815410586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/03/12-why-are-we-still-friends.html' title='[12]. Why (Are We Still Friends)'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-6007940320260381822</id><published>2009-03-23T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T09:17:15.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>[11]. Waiting.</title><content type='html'>Feeling sorrow for all the things you had to steal and borrow.&lt;br /&gt;Bring back the days we had before tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;relapse and then collapse into yourself once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for this life to change seems like it's taking me forever&lt;br /&gt;and i can't hold on.&lt;br /&gt;This light is breaking into the day.&lt;br /&gt;Again, into the day again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Void i can't fill. &lt;br /&gt;The doctor tells me to relax and stand still.&lt;br /&gt;Prescribes me a new pill to quell my anger.&lt;br /&gt;Wish i could make you pull yourself up off the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time to contemplate who you are and where you want to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-6007940320260381822?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/6007940320260381822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=6007940320260381822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/6007940320260381822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/6007940320260381822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/03/11-waiting.html' title='[11]. Waiting.'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-8631392597625636481</id><published>2009-03-20T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T19:59:05.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>[10]. No.</title><content type='html'>Stupid is the word. I can't stop myself from loving you. I've tried but i can't. I thought that you're just a friend and it's okay if you just leave me but i don't think i can face the fact when you left me later. This is what i felt right now. I don't even know when it started. I thought it'll work but it seems like you gave up on me before we even started. Should i move on and ignore this stupid feeling? Or should i be ready for you to say no? Or should i just stay with this shit until you accept me? I don't even know why i posted this shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-8631392597625636481?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/8631392597625636481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=8631392597625636481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/8631392597625636481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/8631392597625636481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/03/10-no.html' title='[10]. No.'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-3327088414889723511</id><published>2009-02-19T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T06:34:38.520-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><title type='text'>[9]. Netball.</title><content type='html'>Today is Thursday, 19th February 2009. We had a netball practice tadi di skulah 'cause kami ada match with another team in PTE this Saturday, i heard the other team wanted a 'FRIENDLY MATCH' with us. So, yeahh. Bring it on! We know we can beat them. Let's kick some ass girls! Show them who's boss! HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ookayy~ i think that's all. Malas to continue ehh.. next time saja.. hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-3327088414889723511?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/3327088414889723511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=3327088414889723511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/3327088414889723511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/3327088414889723511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/02/9-netball.html' title='[9]. Netball.'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-7112163668759912709</id><published>2009-02-19T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T06:19:15.777-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>[8]. Love In This Club, Part II</title><content type='html'>Yea Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Yea Yeaaah&lt;br /&gt;Yo 'Sounds' I Hear You Man&lt;br /&gt;Usher&lt;br /&gt;Yea That's It Right Here&lt;br /&gt;Queen B Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm the king, y'all know that (Usher Baby!!)&lt;br /&gt;She the queen, came right back (Listen To It!!)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now baby girl there ain't nothing more than I can say&lt;br /&gt;You know by now I want it more than anything&lt;br /&gt;If I walk away and just let you leave&lt;br /&gt;You'll be stuck in my head like a melody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you want it (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I'm hesitating (why)&lt;br /&gt;You must be crazy&lt;br /&gt;I got a man, you got a lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we here together&lt;br /&gt;So this must be something special&lt;br /&gt;You could be anywhere you wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you decided to be here with me&lt;br /&gt;No coincidence&lt;br /&gt;It was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Don't be shy&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your boy get in&lt;br /&gt;So you can tell of all your friends&lt;br /&gt;You was on the remix like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;Ladies can I put this love up in you&lt;br /&gt;One time if you ain't scared say wassup&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;They can keep watching I ain't stopping&lt;br /&gt;Baby I don't give up&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;Ladies can I put this love up in you&lt;br /&gt;One time if you ain't scared say wassup&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;They can keep watching&lt;br /&gt;Baby I don't give up&lt;br /&gt;In this Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you know I'd be down&lt;br /&gt;But we can't have all these people starin' standin' around&lt;br /&gt;This right here is only for your eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;But you gettin carried away&lt;br /&gt;Saying we can (Do it where ever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you touching me&lt;br /&gt;Like no other (I'm gonna make you feel insane)&lt;br /&gt;You trying your hardest to make me give in&lt;br /&gt;But I'm gonna be down to give you what you want&lt;br /&gt;And if you keep it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly doubt this velvet rope hold me up&lt;br /&gt;And I don't won't security rollin' up on us (I got you)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not hesitating I just don't wanna rush&lt;br /&gt;You could be anywhere you wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you decided to be here with me&lt;br /&gt;No coincidence&lt;br /&gt;It was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Promise if I mess around&lt;br /&gt;I let you get in&lt;br /&gt;You gonna tell of all your friends&lt;br /&gt;You was on this remix like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;Ladies can I put this love up in you&lt;br /&gt;One time if you ain't scared say wassup (If you ain't scared baby)&lt;br /&gt;In this club (In this Club)&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;They can keep watching I'm not stopping' (They can keep watching I'm not stopping)&lt;br /&gt;Baby I don't give up (Baby I don't give up)&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;In this club(I wanna make love)&lt;br /&gt;Ladies can I put this love up in you (I wanna, I wanna make love)&lt;br /&gt;One time if you ain't scared say wassup&lt;br /&gt;In this club (Baby, put it on me, make love to me right)&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;They can keep watching&lt;br /&gt;Baby I don't give up&lt;br /&gt;In this Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawty wanna thug&lt;br /&gt;It started with a hug&lt;br /&gt;And her rest went like this&lt;br /&gt;I gave her neck a kissy kiss&lt;br /&gt;She gave my neck a kiss back&lt;br /&gt;I say we cut through it like a stack&lt;br /&gt;I mean we cut through it like a G&lt;br /&gt;On the couch in V.I.P&lt;br /&gt;Shawty we just get it on&lt;br /&gt;I'm like shout out to the DJ&lt;br /&gt;For playing this song&lt;br /&gt;Girl we can act like 2 damn fools&lt;br /&gt;And everybody think we doing a dance move&lt;br /&gt;Call me so I can make it juicy for ya&lt;br /&gt;Meet me in the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;And you can be my secret lover...girl&lt;br /&gt;And it started with a hug&lt;br /&gt;And now were making love in this club&lt;br /&gt;And were not gonna stop&lt;br /&gt;Just because the people in the club are watchin' us&lt;br /&gt;Cause we don't give a damn what they say&lt;br /&gt;This is the remix baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come a little closer&lt;br /&gt;Let daddy put it on ya&lt;br /&gt;Need you to know&lt;br /&gt;What happens here stays here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm ready and willing&lt;br /&gt;Mama's got to go&lt;br /&gt;Gotcha standing that attention&lt;br /&gt;Keep it on the low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nobody watchin&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry they can't see us&lt;br /&gt;I know I got you hot&lt;br /&gt;Now let me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You in the club or the car&lt;br /&gt;Where ever you are&lt;br /&gt;Run and tell the DJ&lt;br /&gt;Run it back on replay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;Ladies can I put this love up on you (Fellas can I put this love up on you)&lt;br /&gt;One time if you ain't scared to say wassup (One time if you ain't scared to say wassup)&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;In this club&lt;br /&gt;They can keep watchin&lt;br /&gt;Baby I don't give up&lt;br /&gt;In this Club&lt;br /&gt;Now run and tell you're friends&lt;br /&gt;You gotta hear this remix like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King and queen.. you all know&lt;br /&gt;Yeah man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would music be without 'Sounds'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we make love in this club, in this club, in this club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody will know, baby.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-7112163668759912709?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/7112163668759912709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=7112163668759912709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Love In This Club, Part II'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-5942084518984605843</id><published>2009-02-05T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T06:47:51.492-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>[7]. Untitled.</title><content type='html'>Day: Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Date: 5th February 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Time: 2211&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      haii. sebenarnya, aku malas kan update tapi since aku boring and kana pajal suruh mengupdate. so, here i am. hehehe... &lt;br /&gt;      Skulah today macam biasa. Aku happy di samping kawan-kawan ku yang tersayang. Aku tauu aku popular and banyak people sayang aku. Apa jua aku buleh buat kan. Aku happy asal kan kawan ku happy. apakan? HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;      First block was G.P. andd it's fun pasal kami belajar grammar! (yea, ryte~) HAHAHAHA. Next was block 4, mathematics. I had a test on differentiation II and question nya easy tapii since i forgot today ada test, aku inda terjawab. I remembered some of them tapii inda mau tekeluar dari utakku ahh.. macam shit..i'm dead. gerenti kana blacklist oleh mdm. ooi pasal my performance makin menurun. And i need help from si Umi raudhah and si Khairunnisa to help me with my maths. Next monday assessment lagi tuu. I don't know what should i do lagi. It's better if aku concentrate arah my studies for now. I know aku selalu busy with adventure and stuffs. *kirai kirai* Hahaha.. Break macam biasa. Then business studies, block 5. i don't know why but, lately, aku rasa macam semua subjects ku makin siuk. Except maths lahh.. but i love maths and i think i dropped my feelings pasal maths somewhere and i need to find it fast! i need help people! After block 5, i had my ps. Macam biasa, si flo panat. HAHAHAHAHHA. Then, lunch, sesi bersembang bersama Najj, Aimi, Ifah &amp; Jim. Mereka adalah kawan-kawan ku yang ku sayang. *bisik arah si najj, pahh, aimi and jim : kamuu bangga lahh sikit aku sayang kamu ahh* HAHAHAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;After lunch, accounting. Well, it was fun and exercise nya sanang. Then, went home, cari makanan, talked to my cousin, 'ainaa, liat tv, then, si 'ainaa and my sister, tinggal kan aku di rumah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        OHH!! CONGRATULATONS TO MY BROTHER, AZIM. He got grade 1 agg. 17! HAHAHAHA.. AKUU BANGGA KERANA DIA TIDAK DAPAT MENGALAHKAN RESULT SAYA IAITU Grade 1 agg. 13. HOHOHOHOHO!!  *kirai kirai*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        ohhh!!! and akuu happyy!!! pasal ia 'poke' akuu!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Okayy.. enuff with all this shit. Next, deep stuff. hahahahah.. Tunggu lahh next post. I'm tired and i can't think of anything to post. Stay tuned if you guys wanna read some deep shits. HAHAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;        Till' then, goodnight. Assalamualaikum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        P/s: To my sister and cousin, CONGRATULATIONS FOR YOUR A'LEVEL RESULTS! and i hope both of you will get a scholarship. So, i'll be joining you next. HEHEHEHE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-5942084518984605843?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/5942084518984605843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=5942084518984605843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/5942084518984605843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/5942084518984605843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/02/7-untitled.html' title='[7]. Untitled.'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-4448158777169365736</id><published>2009-01-26T00:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:17:12.272-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations.'/><title type='text'>[6.] Chinese New Year.</title><content type='html'>Heyy, it's 26th of January today andd.. HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE!! =D&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's 1600 right now, and i'm on my way back home from Seria. Every year, we'll go to seria to celebrate cny at my uncle's house. His wife's chinese, so it's some sort of our family tradition celebrating cny. Same as christmas. We also celebrate it every year. Only, i didn't have time to post my christmas story last month. Well, it's great and boy, i ate a lot that day. And there's one time when i asked my brother to bring me a glass of coke, thank god! i didn't drink it. I looked at the drink that he gave me and saw that there's no bubbles of gas. Which i thought was very weird. It has the same colour as coke but then, since it's christmas, i asked my uncle. "uncle, apakan ne? Coke kh? 0_0" &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Paluii, nasib baik aku inda minum cause it turned out to be some sort of wine.. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day went okay lahh..i do enjoy my christmas that day.&lt;br /&gt;Back to cny, nothin' much..all of us watched rush hour 3 tadii.. And it was like siuk berabis! HAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;So, yeahh..still in the car..sakit perut pasal banyak makan..and can't wait to go home 'cause mana tau ada barang from Singapore! Heheh..well, my bungsu baru balik tadi..sadly, she missed cny di seria but i'm sure she enjoyed shopping 3 days in Singapore. XD&lt;br /&gt;Till then, enjoy your day, then. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-4448158777169365736?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/4448158777169365736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=4448158777169365736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/4448158777169365736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/4448158777169365736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/01/6-chinese-new-year.html' title='[6.] Chinese New Year.'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-5112753064781884943</id><published>2009-01-10T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T04:05:27.306-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame'/><title type='text'>[5]. Boredom strikes again.</title><content type='html'>Haii..&lt;br /&gt;namaku memet..umur ku dot dot..tidak terlalu muda dan tidak terlalu tua..hahahaha..saya jobless dan tidak mempunyai banyak kerja..homeworks ada tapii..saya suka membuat nya last minute..which then leads me to homework yg tidak siap.. HAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's been a great day today..inda plg great banar..just the part i went shopping with my parents and brother..(my sister jalan with her friends, i heard drg buat surprise party for asyraf)..from 2pm till 5pm..gilaaa batah berabis and ngalih berabis abis...patut tahh namanya GIANT..rupanya..pasal ia basar.. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and di sana, aku beli kain for the gala night thingy..i want the colour black but unfortunately nada...so, yg ada red and brown saja..tapii red nya inda lawa so i go with the brown one...and now, aku inda tau cemana aku kan putung the kain..ngalih ku memikir.. tomorrow, i will go to the tailor and di sana tah aku memerah utak mencari idea..HAHAHAHHA..ada plg sudah design baju yg lawa arahku tapii macam inda sesuai dengan the kain.. *sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, esuk inda batah memikir and inda jua payah batah2 di kadai jahit atuu...and i think i should go now..goodnight, eventhough the night's still young, 8pm..malam jua kann..apakann??! HAHAHAHAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-5112753064781884943?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/5112753064781884943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=5112753064781884943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/5112753064781884943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/5112753064781884943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/01/5-boredom-strikes-again.html' title='[5]. Boredom strikes again.'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-6718024241497266170</id><published>2009-01-06T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T04:11:37.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>[4]. Thank you! :D</title><content type='html'>I just wanna say thank youu so much! kepada kawan ku yang mengusai blog ku ani &amp;&amp; she was the one, yg kana bagi taie as a birthday present from one and yours truly, MEMET REFFEE! HAHAHAH! &lt;br /&gt;Thank youu to NAJIHAH KAMILAH LATIF. And aku always sayang kau and kawan ku semuaa! *hugs* i love kamuu! *kirai* hahahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-6718024241497266170?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/6718024241497266170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=6718024241497266170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/6718024241497266170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/6718024241497266170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/01/4-thank-you-d.html' title='[4]. Thank you! :D'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-4188465856965045196</id><published>2009-01-05T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T03:39:40.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>si naj dtg meniup habuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SWHvRYgtU4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/iNA2YO--swg/s1600-h/private_1_94d851b857b2d90337efc82511d84a456ead568c2d56b3e9df8a19b72ba5995bl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287770519426126722" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SWHvRYgtU4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/iNA2YO--swg/s320/private_1_94d851b857b2d90337efc82511d84a456ead568c2d56b3e9df8a19b72ba5995bl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAIII!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;namaku najihah kamilah latif. dan aku officially urang numbur 1 yang menghacked blog si memet *kiraii kiraii. HAHAHAHAHAHA kenapa ada gmbr ku di atas atu? saja wah. ni blog si memet behabuk ah*tiup habuk. mcm sebulan sekali saja ya update.bukan g sebulan sekali. sejak bulan 6 bru 2 post ah! apa ni met! blog lagi banyak banyak.mmmm~~ baru ya~~ AHAHAHAHA hari manis kenangan manis. kamu tau apa? si memet ani lah satu satunya kawanku yang bagi aku taie pabila hari jadi ku tiba. HAHHAHHA kami saja tau ni met ah *kiraii. adakah out of all barang, taie di baginya. HAHAHA 2009! kami jadi urg upper. HEHE met aku mau chocolate. HAHAHA cani dulu skin mu ah. nanti g ku usai. ani yang expressed in 15 minutes ku usai. pabile ku free, akan ku simpan seratus peratus usaha ku dalam mengusai blog mu yang habuk nya baru ku tiup tadi agarnya menjadi berkilat. cewah. HAHA mihir sul ku memblog cani ani eh. suie met. hahahah aku mau simpan lagu emo eh. menyusuk kehati ku ni ku dgr lagu ah. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA oba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/sFr5mlLci_"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/sFr5mlLci_" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; PADDING-TOP: 1px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #e6e6e6"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" method="post"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox"&gt;&lt;input style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" type="submit" value="Search"&gt; &lt;div style="PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=sFr5mlLci_"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=sFr5mlLci_"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=sFr5mlLci_"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=sFr5mlLci_"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/sFr5mlLci_/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. aku outz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hai met, aku update blogmu ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-4188465856965045196?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/4188465856965045196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=4188465856965045196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/4188465856965045196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/4188465856965045196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2009/01/si-naj-dtg-meniup-habuk.html' title='si naj dtg meniup habuk'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SWHvRYgtU4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/iNA2YO--swg/s72-c/private_1_94d851b857b2d90337efc82511d84a456ead568c2d56b3e9df8a19b72ba5995bl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-8603840237924817285</id><published>2008-12-28T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:10:17.575-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Awkward.</title><content type='html'>Heyy, it's been 6 months already!! well, i forgot about my blog, actually, just recently i have the time and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'rajinness'&lt;/span&gt; to log into my blog. Macam, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*wow*&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i don't know what to say 'cause this is like the first post for me...&lt;br /&gt;And...i would like to ask my friend, anyone yang mahu edit my blog for me... &lt;br /&gt;*kirai kirai*&lt;br /&gt;It's the time to hunt them down.. HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-8603840237924817285?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/8603840237924817285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=8603840237924817285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/8603840237924817285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/8603840237924817285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2008/12/awkward.html' title='Awkward.'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431513617260204560.post-8437344899487387416</id><published>2008-06-05T07:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T07:19:49.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trash =D'/><title type='text'>First time! =D</title><content type='html'>Today is Thursday, 5th of June 2008. At 2145, Fizo's blog is created. And, omg! My first blog! I'm a blogger! Hahaha! I know it's lame, but who cares~ no one will read it anyway and it's better than nothing. 'cause i absolutely, 100%, don't know what to say. Since this is my first time, forgive me, for giving you guys to read this piece of what-i-called-as 'trash'.&lt;br /&gt;But, you guys should praise me for all the 'hardwork' that i've done.  I mean, all this stuff, in less than 5 minutes?! I'm proud of it. &lt;br /&gt;Haha! Just kiddin'~ i'm bored. So, i think that's all for now. :)&lt;br /&gt;P/s: before you read, please close your ears. 0=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2431513617260204560-8437344899487387416?l=fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/feeds/8437344899487387416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2431513617260204560&amp;postID=8437344899487387416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/8437344899487387416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2431513617260204560/posts/default/8437344899487387416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizomellizomakeacheezo.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-time-d.html' title='First time! =D'/><author><name>Memet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07419933088752682424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5OYLbK24Q0/SZ1j0dw7BjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4224yozBFbg/S220/DSC05030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
