<?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-1728461349975825132</id><updated>2011-10-07T05:20:43.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Everlasting Avalanche</title><subtitle type='html'>That will make you wonder</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-2206625943029562607</id><published>2011-01-09T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T05:31:42.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If its love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;You make my heart do a somersault, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every single time (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sayang sampai mati&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;hearts;&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/1728461349975825132-2206625943029562607?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/2206625943029562607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-its-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/2206625943029562607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/2206625943029562607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-its-love.html' title='If its love'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-4054504510113388185</id><published>2011-01-09T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T05:29:58.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oranges</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Finally, I get to go online after a week of schooling. Yes, I'll be online only on weekends now but I don't really mind anywaaay haha. School has been fun ! Kind of. Started learning on the first day itself, haih. Add maths, the most dreaded subject. I'm only at the first few chapters and it seems okay. Just the first few chapters okay, don't know what else is coming ahead of me, zzzzzz. Biology, Chemistry and Physics are okay. Did my first experiment for Biology with Azmina, and we failed ): My teacher was like "Wow, such a terrible sample!" Very nice lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm already in Form 4, I get to do the Form 1 Orientation for PRS ! It was a greaaat experience. The Form 1s are getting smaller each and every year, but they were adorable (': I made friends with a few girls with really bubbly personality like Ewanina and Ruhisha, hehehe. Even I wasn't like them when I was 13 ;p Played those usual games with them, and they really loved playing cat and mouse ! Though one girl slipped and fell, pity her. I talked using the microphone, which I never wanted to before. Well I guess I've already mustered enough confidence to do so, yay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh guess what ? Qeel finally came back ! She came to school on Friday (; I walked into class and put my bag on my chair and as I was walking out of the class, I saw this girl climbing up the stairs with a white handband on her head. And I just raaaan towards her and hugged her. Been such a long time girlfriend. Now the table is complete (: We had a potluck on that day too, a very unhealthy one ;p Too much desserts ! Thanks to me anyway, HAHA. So we decided to be healthy people and bringing a healthy diet to school on Monday like vegetables and fruits, lolololol. I doubt everyone forgot about it ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently have a karangan to do. And Sejarah questions. Eventhough there's still much to do, but at least I completed my homework due tomorrow (': Thanks to someone who kept bugging me to do my homework, hahaha. Well I guess that's it for this week, I'll update more during the next weekend !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;The Red Devils will win tonight ! (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1728461349975825132-4054504510113388185?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/4054504510113388185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2011/01/oranges.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/4054504510113388185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/4054504510113388185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2011/01/oranges.html' title='Oranges'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-4785071169449444673</id><published>2011-01-02T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T05:57:24.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living inside my dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Had a football match with Singapore today, supposedly the U-18 team. Turns out they were all from the National University of Singapore and they were like 19, 20 when we were 14, 15, 16 o.o Still, we played our best. After all, we have Izzy, Iqa, Wani, Zura, Baby, you name it (; Played for 90 minutes, in 3 halfs. And Malaysia menang ! 1-0 (': Though I humiliated myself like omg. Catched the fucking ball outside the D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;OUTSIDE THE D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes, I didn't look at the line at that time, haih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh wellll , I'm still a happy girl :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;School tomorrow, yayyyyy ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I almost did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But you still had to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Didn't you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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/1728461349975825132-4785071169449444673?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/4785071169449444673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2011/01/living-inside-my-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/4785071169449444673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/4785071169449444673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2011/01/living-inside-my-dreams.html' title='Living inside my dreams'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-1668660043676959120</id><published>2011-01-01T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T19:40:59.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Divine madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Cheers for a new year everyone ! It feels so soon to be stepping into a completely new year, leaving whatever happened in 2010 behind. Celebrated new year by rounding Kuala Lumpur, looking at colourful street lights and the fireworks up in the sky. It was sooo beautiful, but you can't deny that celebrations at other countries like Russia, Greece and Paris were the bomb. Fireworks like omg (Y) Saw it on television, hehehe. I don't have any particular resolutions this year, maybe just succeed in Form 4 and so on. Most people say its really tough, and I'm excited to bring on the challenge (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have to admit that 2010 may be the greatest year in my life so far. There were so many memories and achievements throughout the whole year. I made tons of new friends, and got really closer to my tablemates. And yes, they are definitely irreplacable tablemates I say (: Speaking of that, I wonder if Aqilah Azlan is back, I miss her :/ School was wonderful, I enjoyed every bit of it. I miss sitting next to Hanna, Qeel and Seri earlier of the year. We always had things to tell each other, which made us the noisiest bunch in the class, haha ;p I miss sitting next to Foo Li Yin &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; I miss singing at random lovey dovey songs to her, hiding her stuffs and copying her maths homework, hehehe. Eventhough I annoy her so much, I know she loves me (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The football team of Sri Aman has definitely achieved the best this year, compared to the previous years thanks to FAM and also of course, the players themselves. We had countless matches and we won most of them, and we almost won gold for the big one but I guess silver is good enough. Though we had the crankiest teacher advisor alive who *cough* thinks he's the best and rules everyone *coughs*, he contributed a lot also, haha. Without Izzy and Mel and Shiro, I don't think I could pull eveything off, thank you guys&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt; And I'm soooo terribly sorry for not coming for even a single training during the holidays, hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I must say that I fell in love quite a number of times this year with different people, period. It was a wonderful feeling, and all I wanted was to just get hold of it forever. But maybe I looked at love at a whole different way, and it was totally the wrong way. I took forgranted of it, and treated it like such a game. I wasn't even serious enough, but still I wanted to go for it. Which I should have, haih. When I thought that I've finally found Mr. Right, I guess I was wrong. Maybe he really was my Mr. Right, but I was definitely &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; his, and that thought really gave me a heartache :/ Nothing else was more important than he was, but maybe I wasn't good enough. Maybe I didn't fulfill his expections like he desired. Like they say, you can't force people to have feelings for you, it comes naturally. And hell yeah, that's totally true. I bet I'll wonder off to the past again in the future, and think of you. I'll cry my heart out, and try getting you back. But only getting to know that you'll hurt me again. I know you'll find happiness in her, I really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2011 will make me a year older, and I'll be celebrating my Sweet 16 ! Wouldn't it be nice to have a Super Sweet 16 party just like the one on MTV ? :) Maybe not exactly, but similar. Those parties are just too overdone yknw -.-' Spoilt bitches, hehehehe. And I'll wonder how I'll cope with my studies, haih :/ I'll be taking Pure Science which includes Biology. Physics. Chemistry. Add Maths. History. Agama. Literature. Oh god. Please have mercy for me okay, then I'll treat you nice as well (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In conclusion, I'm really hoping for a good year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;SO BRING IT ON (:&lt;/b&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/1728461349975825132-1668660043676959120?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/1668660043676959120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2011/01/divine-madness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/1668660043676959120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/1668660043676959120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2011/01/divine-madness.html' title='Divine madness'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-2516716109511036332</id><published>2010-12-29T23:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:46:46.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every night and everyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TRw4ucasjlI/AAAAAAAAAZM/aU-Rk-SPuco/s1600/selenabieber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TRw4ucasjlI/AAAAAAAAAZM/aU-Rk-SPuco/s400/selenabieber.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556378410821652050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;FLORIDA: Penyanyi Justin Bieber kerap membantah gosip mengenai hubungannya dengan aktres Selena Gomez. Bagaimanapun, baru-baru ini kedua-dua remaja itu dikhabarkan menghabiskan masa sepanjang malam bersama-sama di sebuah hotel di Miami, Florida di Amerika Syarikat. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sebagaimana dilaporkan majalah Life and Style, Bieber dan Selena menginap di hotel mewah Gansevoort. Menurut sumber, penyanyi lagu hit ‘Baby’ itu meminta bilik untuk dua orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--start galeri artikel--&gt; &lt;!--end galeri artikel--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  Rahsia Bieber dan Selena terbongkar apabila kedua-duanya terkunci dalam bilik mewah dihuni mereka. Selena dikatakan turut menyertai konsert Bieber di Arena American Airlines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;APA BENDA NI ? @:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1728461349975825132-2516716109511036332?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/2516716109511036332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/every-night-and-everyday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/2516716109511036332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/2516716109511036332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/every-night-and-everyday.html' title='Every night and everyday'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TRw4ucasjlI/AAAAAAAAAZM/aU-Rk-SPuco/s72-c/selenabieber.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-1729560036750173547</id><published>2010-12-29T23:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:45:06.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I get another one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Congratulations to the Malaysian footballers ! So proud of you (':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TRw4SRaCmOI/AAAAAAAAAZE/-1p30FTY5Ik/s1600/khairul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TRw4SRaCmOI/AAAAAAAAAZE/-1p30FTY5Ik/s400/khairul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556377926829775074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Khairul Fahmi Che Mat , officially an idol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1728461349975825132-1729560036750173547?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/1729560036750173547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/can-i-get-another-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/1729560036750173547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/1729560036750173547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/can-i-get-another-one.html' title='Can I get another one'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TRw4SRaCmOI/AAAAAAAAAZE/-1p30FTY5Ik/s72-c/khairul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-3331907703901780330</id><published>2010-12-28T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T06:33:55.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking everything away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TRn1JVvK7JI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Ms_LYTkGfNs/s1600/selena-g.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/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TRn1JVvK7JI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Ms_LYTkGfNs/s400/selena-g.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555741156140838034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You happy ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't ask.&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/1728461349975825132-3331907703901780330?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/3331907703901780330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/taking-everything-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/3331907703901780330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/3331907703901780330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/taking-everything-away.html' title='Taking everything away'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TRn1JVvK7JI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Ms_LYTkGfNs/s72-c/selena-g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-3378921515979368826</id><published>2010-12-28T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T06:27:57.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When we're apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TRnzveree6I/AAAAAAAAAY0/FfhXMCj23tI/s1600/cody.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TRnzveree6I/AAAAAAAAAY0/FfhXMCj23tI/s400/cody.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555739612353035170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;This is for you , Hidayat ;D&lt;/span&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/1728461349975825132-3378921515979368826?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/3378921515979368826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-were-apart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/3378921515979368826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/3378921515979368826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-were-apart.html' title='When we&apos;re apart'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TRnzveree6I/AAAAAAAAAY0/FfhXMCj23tI/s72-c/cody.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-4655116412860837400</id><published>2010-12-28T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T04:44:48.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a crime</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Only special people get blinking green lights !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;hearts;&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/1728461349975825132-4655116412860837400?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/4655116412860837400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-crime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/4655116412860837400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/4655116412860837400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-crime.html' title='Its a crime'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-6635927555905519576</id><published>2010-12-27T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T23:42:43.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Runaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Shoulders just inches away, a tap on the head, a grab on the hand, and your perfectly carved smile. Not forgetting ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Matching sweaters&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1728461349975825132-6635927555905519576?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/6635927555905519576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/runaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/6635927555905519576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/6635927555905519576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/runaway.html' title='Runaway'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-4829691607241614170</id><published>2010-12-27T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T23:37:38.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was the only one dancing with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I like cute, chinese-looking girls. You looked cute, and you look a bit chinese. I like (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*faints*&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/1728461349975825132-4829691607241614170?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/4829691607241614170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-was-only-one-dancing-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/4829691607241614170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/4829691607241614170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-was-only-one-dancing-with-you.html' title='I was the only one dancing with you'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-6015478337269252998</id><published>2010-12-27T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T23:35:00.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I swear I've been there</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Went to watch Malaysia vs Indonesia with Faizal, Firdaus and Ihsaaaan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; The environment there is definitely different, and it was worth it. I love Khairul Fahmi (': There were like hundred thousands of people right, so people pushing here and there was a normal thing. We were standing right in front at the balcony, and guys kept on touching me like wtf -.- Macam sial je, seriously. Indon fans kept throwing bottles at us, and I was one of the lucky person to get hit by one, ha-ha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired when it ended, and guess what ? We forgot where we parked our car. We just tried our luck and walked a distance, and it was the fucking wrong way. So we ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;d to walk another big round and my legs almost couldn't keep up with the pace. Haih, but yeah, got to spend time with handsome boy (; I called Baby after the match, and I was so shocked. She sounds so girly on the phone , HAHA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TRmSUnknvPI/AAAAAAAAAYs/gmpNl7HtFSk/s1600/ihsan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TRmSUnknvPI/AAAAAAAAAYs/gmpNl7HtFSk/s400/ihsan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555632498255838450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Left left left left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1728461349975825132-6015478337269252998?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/6015478337269252998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-swear-ive-been-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/6015478337269252998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/6015478337269252998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-swear-ive-been-there.html' title='I swear I&apos;ve been there'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TRmSUnknvPI/AAAAAAAAAYs/gmpNl7HtFSk/s72-c/ihsan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-4381885450548446943</id><published>2010-12-27T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T23:20:49.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Red-sleeved coloured shirt, black slacks, black coat, perfectly done hair, soft hands, perfect smile. God you're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;handsome&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I caught a breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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/1728461349975825132-4381885450548446943?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/4381885450548446943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/every-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/4381885450548446943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/4381885450548446943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/every-moment.html' title='Every moment'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-8680738165149768206</id><published>2010-12-22T21:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:17:50.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melodramatic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;GET YOUR GRAMMAR RIGHT YOU IDIOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You don't even know me.&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/1728461349975825132-8680738165149768206?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/8680738165149768206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/melodramatic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/8680738165149768206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/8680738165149768206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/melodramatic.html' title='Melodramatic'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-2426551295475830868</id><published>2010-12-22T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:17:59.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swallowed a knife</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fuck, breaking down. WHY DO THINGS KEEP HAPPENING TO ME ? WHY DO I ALWAYS READ THINGS I DON'T WANT TO READ ? WHY DO I ALWAYS GET HURT ? WHY DON'T I EVER FEEL HAPPY ? WHY GOD WHY ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Because you're a bitch, stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think I'll be invisible these few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Or even forever.&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/1728461349975825132-2426551295475830868?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/2426551295475830868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/swallowed-knife.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/2426551295475830868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/2426551295475830868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/swallowed-knife.html' title='Swallowed a knife'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-298351147303412891</id><published>2010-12-22T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:19:49.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long distance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Waited for the day for quite a while, and its finally here, tomorrow. My relatives are all at my house since there's a wedding tomorrow. They keep saying "Oh Elynna mesti dapat straight As kaaaan !" and I find it quite annoying, lol. Wait till I get my results, then you can start fussing over it, sheesh. My dad isn't helping at all, period. All he's been saying to me all day is "Are you scared ?" "Are you scared ?" Yes I get your point okay, haha stop pressuring me. I know its an important day but you don't have to make it such a big deal. I miss my friends, and I finally get to meet all my tablemates tomorrow, besides Qeel though. It's always nice to catch up on things together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;While my dad was watering plants yesterday, he was lurking down the pavement when he heard a really tiny meow coming from below. Only to discover a tiny kitten stuck under the drain, poor thing ): Its so tiny like sooo small like a piece of bun. So of course, he took it in and told me and my sister to give it a bath because it was so filthy and full of fleas. Sent it to the vet this morning, and it was really devastating. The kitten wouldn't eat nor drink, and there were tons of fleas on its body -.- According to the vet, its really weak and it only has like a 50-50 chance of living ); That's because the stupid fleas surrounding its body has been sucking its blood for quite some time, haih. But I hope me and my sister can prove the vet wrong and take care of it properly so it can live happily (: My dad started calling it Fuffy and when I asked why, he said it sounded cool. Like seriously. He says its like Fluffy without the L, haha okay thats effing lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;I strangely craved for McD yesterday, so I went there around 9.30pm. The place was surprisingly empty, unlike other nights where its cramped up with people. I sat next to the window and it was drizzling, watching the raindrops gliding down the window. Haih and of course I started thinking. Then this boy entered the place, and he strongly reminded me of Rocky Balboa. He was wearing baggy shorts, long sleeved shirt, and boxing gloves slung over his shoulders. He had droopy eyes and a slight scar by his right eye. Something about him just got me interested to look at him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;I'm fine, yes that's all I ever say to you everytime you ask me how I'm doing. I have to lie, because I don't want to complain to you and tell you that of course I'm not okay and I feel like jumping off a cliff at times. I'm just a lost bird flying without a direction. I don't know what I'm hoping for. Okay maybe I do, but I don't think there's even a slightest chance for it to come true. I miss you, and I need you. Okay ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;I'm still learning the art of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;I'm still trying to not mess up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;So whenever I stumble let me know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;You need to spell it out, spell it out, spell it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1728461349975825132-298351147303412891?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/298351147303412891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/long-distance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/298351147303412891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/298351147303412891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/long-distance.html' title='Long distance'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-8332320318330553620</id><published>2010-12-20T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T03:48:43.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handle me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Everywhere I'm looking now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm surrounded by your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Baby I can see your halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;You know you're my saving grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;You're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; I need and more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;It's written all over your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Baby I can feel your halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Pray it won't fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3 more days till results day, yikes. Somehow I don't feel as nervous as I thought I would be, but I guess I will be like one day before or something. And I just realized that school's like 2 weeks away, what the hell ? I didn't even get to enjoy my holidays yet. Haih the worst holiday I ever experienced I guess :/ I wish you could see how I'm doing when you're not around, its just aches me so much. I'm trying to cheer up and be myself like before, but I'm just so broken and you're the only one who could fix me up. I know that you won't come back, but I pray every single day that you will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1728461349975825132-8332320318330553620?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/8332320318330553620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/everywhere-im-looking-now-im-surrounded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/8332320318330553620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/8332320318330553620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/everywhere-im-looking-now-im-surrounded.html' title='Handle me'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-3931414007423639293</id><published>2010-12-18T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:20:45.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lethargic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't see green blinking lights on my phone anymore , and I miss it. I hate going through my picture albums in my laptop , I just hate it. I hate going online right now , because I see things I don't want to see. But I still push myself to do so , I don't know why. It just ain't the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I guess you just don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1728461349975825132-3931414007423639293?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/3931414007423639293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/lethargic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/3931414007423639293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/3931414007423639293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/lethargic.html' title='Lethargic'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-1778423666099508781</id><published>2010-12-17T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:21:09.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause she never seemed satisfied</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I had sleepless nights, not to mention dreams that makes me feel uneasy when I wake up from them. When I try to sleep, my eyes just wouldn't close and my mind starts to wonder. I start thinking beyond my expectations, I get upset, and I'm just capable of crying after that. When I finally doze off, I start to dream. Dreams about the past , dreams that made me feel so happy once in my life , dreams that makes my heart break into pieces.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I wake up early in the morning, which I haven't done in ages. I stare into space, darkness still surrounding me. I suddenly feel this sort of emptiness in myself, like I just lost something when I finally realize that I did. Something that makes me feel complete, every single time. I don't think I've cried this much in my life. Maybe it just means so much to me that nobody can understand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You may say that you'll still always be there for me. But it just ain't the same. My feelings towards you wouldn't change, and it will stay that way forever. And it hurts knowing that you don't feel the same way for me anymore. I used to look forward to everything in my life, but right now I don't. I feel dead inside, and all I want to do is just sit back, and stare at things. I feel so hopeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You guys could be beautiful , a miracle and incredible together&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FUCK YEAH YOU GUYS WILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why did you post it if you were gonna delete it afterwards ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1728461349975825132-1778423666099508781?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/1778423666099508781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/cause-she-never-seemed-satisfied.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/1778423666099508781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/1778423666099508781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/cause-she-never-seemed-satisfied.html' title='Cause she never seemed satisfied'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-6064755591194827494</id><published>2010-12-15T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T05:27:59.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you ever hear me calling ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes the things you don't want to happen is the things you always wanted to happen , deep down inside. When you once felt so happy in your life , suddenly someone takes it all away in just a nick of a time and there's nothing you can do without it. And you just sob , like there's no tomorrow. People start comforting you , but that's not what matters because it already happened. Maybe you just have to learn the hard way sometimes. Maybe you're just not destined to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Right now I don't feel anything. I'm too awstruck to feel anything. I might be okay for a while , but I know. I just fucking know. That one day , I'll be searching for you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I need you right now , please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I just need your soothing words telling me that everything will be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When I know it won't be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1728461349975825132-6064755591194827494?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/6064755591194827494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-you-ever-hear-me-calling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/6064755591194827494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/6064755591194827494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-you-ever-hear-me-calling.html' title='Do you ever hear me calling ?'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-1595192370839719850</id><published>2010-12-15T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:21:20.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She knows better but</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;She can't help it&lt;br /&gt;Wanna tell her&lt;br /&gt;But would that be selfish&lt;br /&gt;How do you heal&lt;br /&gt;A heart that can't feel, it's broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;His love is all she knows, all she knows, all she knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;His love is all she knows, all she knows, all she knows&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/1728461349975825132-1595192370839719850?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/1595192370839719850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/she-knows-better-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/1595192370839719850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/1595192370839719850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/she-knows-better-but.html' title='She knows better but'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-5384608546416598077</id><published>2010-12-15T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:21:27.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At night when the stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Light up my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I sit by myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to the Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Try to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In hopes you're on&lt;br /&gt;The other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Talking to me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am I a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Who sits alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to the moon&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/1728461349975825132-5384608546416598077?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/5384608546416598077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/at-night-when-stars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/5384608546416598077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/5384608546416598077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/at-night-when-stars.html' title='At night when the stars'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-3214261660626969977</id><published>2010-12-14T04:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:23:40.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming this way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TQdk5hhjttI/AAAAAAAAAYY/4ia_sm1TCa4/s1600/selena-gomez-and-justin-bieber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550516005171869394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TQdk5hhjttI/AAAAAAAAAYY/4ia_sm1TCa4/s400/selena-gomez-and-justin-bieber.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;THEY ARE DATING NOW LIKE WTF IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;@#$%^&amp;amp;*&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/1728461349975825132-3214261660626969977?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/3214261660626969977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/coming-this-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/3214261660626969977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/3214261660626969977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/coming-this-way.html' title='Coming this way'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TQdk5hhjttI/AAAAAAAAAYY/4ia_sm1TCa4/s72-c/selena-gomez-and-justin-bieber.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728461349975825132.post-2642693895391559267</id><published>2010-12-14T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:23:52.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy come , easy go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love Grenade by Bruno Mars now , thanks to Qeel , eheh (: Sooooo , I decided to keep my blog since I have so much to express and yeah I miss blogging. I love Tumblr as well , but it still isn't the same as blogging and yeaaah I haven't updated my Tumblr for so long ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So , I went to Qeel's house today to have some quality time with my tablemates. Technically, just a quarter of them came ); Ksherah wouldn't pick up her @#^&amp;amp; phone and Syaza couldn't come because it was already late and Nadd was working and Seri is in Labuan and Aqila wouldn't come without Nadd and Seri so yeaaah ); Watched The Eye and Paranormal Activity , lol there was so much unneccesary screaming going on and cuddling under the blankets HEHEHE (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watched She's The Man afterwards. Omg , Duke Orsino is so so so so so so so fucking hot :@ I want a boyfriend like that , so tough and sooo gentleman-like (: Yeah , had so much fun. I really want to see my other friends though :/ Qeel's going off to Milan , Venice , London and God knows where else this Saturday , won't see her till next year , hmm. Azraa brought brownies and I sweaaarrr sedap gila hihi (: Oh and everybody got pranked today , hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mira; Alaaa I didn't really bring much DVDs today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Qeel ; Oh what DVDs did you bring ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hanna ; She brought porn , shush ! Don't tell your mom !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Qeel ; WHAT ?! YOU SERIOUS ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hanna ; YESSS , shut up lah -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mira ; Yeaah , the DVD man showed me some so I bought je lah , hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Qeel ; Okay. But my sisters are here , how lah nak tengok ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA OMG QEEL YOU ARE SOOO GULLIBLE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I have this stupid relationships with delivery guys , seriously -.- The guy asked me ' Dik , nak kerak apa eh ? ' *silents* And I foolishly answered ' Ada kerak ke bang ? ' He started laughing , like literally laughing. Ha-ha kelakar lah sangat kan bang (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd catch a grenade for ya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Throw my hand on a blade for ya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd jump in front of a train for ya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know I'd do anything for ya&lt;/em&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/1728461349975825132-2642693895391559267?l=wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/2642693895391559267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/easy-come-easy-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/2642693895391559267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1728461349975825132/posts/default/2642693895391559267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wherewondersmeet.blogspot.com/2010/12/easy-come-easy-go.html' title='Easy come , easy go'/><author><name>Elynna Hashri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246403195789756905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHbKAWTQXeM/TGaJ-zbfbtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HRrj7lCYk-c/S220/tumblr_kv4i9x4haz1qa6h7mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
