<?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-3887510771799197032</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:26:25.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Littlest Thing, Dont You Fake It.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fuzzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11452316609108607042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3887510771799197032.post-3673805183512687800</id><published>2009-01-25T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T07:58:58.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost hope, heart crashed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dear blog, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cried 1/4 of my day away. As I'm typing this, my eyes are still watery. &lt;br /&gt;Is it my heart breaking?&lt;br /&gt;I lost hopes because I was so looKing forward to meet u.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; u knew that I had booked you on this very day. Me, me, I was e first to book u.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, u went to play soccer with your friends. &lt;br /&gt;I dont want to be one of your choices but be your priority.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting so tired of these repeating situations. &lt;br /&gt;Worst, it always end with World War 3+++ with u when I confronted. &lt;br /&gt;But i was totally hearbrOken when u said," My world don't evolves around you".&lt;br /&gt;Heart crashed, hopes sunk to the deepest. &lt;br /&gt;And I realised that I should make changes to my world now.&lt;br /&gt;You have your friends, I have mine too.&lt;br /&gt;So I promise that I won't shout, cry and get upset over such matters.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I just want you to be happy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3887510771799197032-3673805183512687800?l=miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/feeds/3673805183512687800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3887510771799197032&amp;postID=3673805183512687800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default/3673805183512687800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default/3673805183512687800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/2009/01/lost-hope-heart-crashed.html' title='Lost hope, heart crashed.'/><author><name>Fuzzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11452316609108607042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3887510771799197032.post-7248332870192097352</id><published>2008-12-17T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:35:16.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Baby...</title><content type='html'>I`m falling in lurve with NOKIA E71 in white. Cant wait for the surprise!!&lt;br /&gt;10 MORE DAYS to go till Redzah's 4th Years Anniversary, 28th December. weehoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smape.com/userfiles/080617_nokia_e71_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 524px;" src="http://smape.com/userfiles/080617_nokia_e71_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time pass by so quickly that it seems like yesterday when me &amp; baby just got together. You prove that your love for me is indeed true. I see us holding hands by the beach &amp; travel around the world together in the future. May Allah bless us both with happiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times when I feel like stepping on his foot and run away &amp; times when I just wanted to hold him tight for as long as it takes. Do you feel that the time stops for you the moment you kiss the one you love? When looking at him, do you ever feel that there noone else around but just two of you? I do..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love so strong, yet we are far at times. &lt;br /&gt;For all I know, I keep falling in lurve for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Still thinking how should I surprise baby?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3887510771799197032-7248332870192097352?l=miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/feeds/7248332870192097352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3887510771799197032&amp;postID=7248332870192097352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default/7248332870192097352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default/7248332870192097352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-baby.html' title='Oh Baby...'/><author><name>Fuzzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11452316609108607042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3887510771799197032.post-4892555762668709878</id><published>2008-12-16T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T08:26:10.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance with me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUhwdrHAdFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dBcsxVVYD94/s1600-h/IMG_5290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUhwdrHAdFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dBcsxVVYD94/s400/IMG_5290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280594218182538322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 DECEMBER 2008, SILOSO BEACH@SENTOSA, SINGAPORE&lt;br /&gt;Out of ZOUK, ZOUK OUT 2008 rawks. It was fun with accompany of friends. The best part of all, baby treat me and I feel like a princess. Reached sentosa around 10pm and camwhore before we enter the event. I'm too lazy to update blog &amp; edit the pictures so the picture are fresh from the camera. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUpyeKrM0zI/AAAAAAAAALM/uDdG4-HjDcw/s1600-h/IMG_5302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUpyeKrM0zI/AAAAAAAAALM/uDdG4-HjDcw/s400/IMG_5302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281159375632519986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUpy1SXciYI/AAAAAAAAALU/DZW_I8fdGiA/s1600-h/IMG_5301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUpy1SXciYI/AAAAAAAAALU/DZW_I8fdGiA/s400/IMG_5301.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281159772834138498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUpzESv_qgI/AAAAAAAAALc/b4HYFMt_HUE/s1600-h/IMG_5308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUpzESv_qgI/AAAAAAAAALc/b4HYFMt_HUE/s400/IMG_5308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281160030635141634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp1FOi1N8I/AAAAAAAAAME/5bIxEkmbdP0/s1600-h/IMG_5310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp1FOi1N8I/AAAAAAAAAME/5bIxEkmbdP0/s400/IMG_5310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281162245709313986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUpzWEA83JI/AAAAAAAAALk/uggBcTZFIfI/s1600-h/IMG_5309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUpzWEA83JI/AAAAAAAAALk/uggBcTZFIfI/s400/IMG_5309.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281160335917374610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp0DcK4_fI/AAAAAAAAAL0/lSeeygcRDrI/s1600-h/IMG_5313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp0DcK4_fI/AAAAAAAAAL0/lSeeygcRDrI/s400/IMG_5313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281161115495628274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp2FD1WucI/AAAAAAAAAMM/gAFB8WZdMvY/s1600-h/IMG_5316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp2FD1WucI/AAAAAAAAAMM/gAFB8WZdMvY/s400/IMG_5316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281163342345845186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp2RRb54TI/AAAAAAAAAMU/pVsF0O4udBY/s1600-h/IMG_5317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp2RRb54TI/AAAAAAAAAMU/pVsF0O4udBY/s400/IMG_5317.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281163552155623730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp2c-caU_I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Yjyt9nWLxOY/s1600-h/IMG_5318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp2c-caU_I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Yjyt9nWLxOY/s400/IMG_5318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281163753215906802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp2okN7lHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/qN3YcIVG59I/s1600-h/IMG_5324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp2okN7lHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/qN3YcIVG59I/s400/IMG_5324.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281163952334279794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp215TPB5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/mETOtgMAUmM/s1600-h/IMG_5329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp215TPB5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/mETOtgMAUmM/s400/IMG_5329.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281164181331969938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp3EHnxhbI/AAAAAAAAAM0/WjKypqEg2LA/s1600-h/IMG_5330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp3EHnxhbI/AAAAAAAAAM0/WjKypqEg2LA/s400/IMG_5330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281164425694381490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp3TEwv_oI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CDK_48AaeOA/s1600-h/IMG_5332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp3TEwv_oI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CDK_48AaeOA/s400/IMG_5332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281164682624761474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp3f5WhsfI/AAAAAAAAANE/d68E_CZHv4g/s1600-h/IMG_5336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp3f5WhsfI/AAAAAAAAANE/d68E_CZHv4g/s400/IMG_5336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281164902900281842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp3upFjogI/AAAAAAAAANM/YvIFzMwD6mI/s1600-h/IMG_5342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp3upFjogI/AAAAAAAAANM/YvIFzMwD6mI/s400/IMG_5342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281165156232176130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to MACS before heading home. I tell you, it was tiring that I can sleep on the grass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp4ROPNLRI/AAAAAAAAANU/B5om4OrJO-Q/s1600-h/IMG_5349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp4ROPNLRI/AAAAAAAAANU/B5om4OrJO-Q/s400/IMG_5349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281165750320311570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking all shagged after the whole thing ended. &lt;br /&gt;PS:Baby didnt sleep for the whole day before going to ZOUKOUT. *faint&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality check! &lt;br /&gt;The whole thing was fun. I want the next ZOUKOUT..ROOARR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp4mo7ZWaI/AAAAAAAAANc/canm8Lq9sRc/s1600-h/IMG_5347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp4mo7ZWaI/AAAAAAAAANc/canm8Lq9sRc/s400/IMG_5347.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281166118262233506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp5i1fKBrI/AAAAAAAAANk/eVTZVKsm3rc/s1600-h/IMG_5348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUp5i1fKBrI/AAAAAAAAANk/eVTZVKsm3rc/s400/IMG_5348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281167152425600690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have to wait for the next ZOUKOUT  =( , maybe it will baby's treat again! lol. In my dreams...&lt;br /&gt;see you guys next yr! TTYL for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3887510771799197032-4892555762668709878?l=miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/feeds/4892555762668709878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3887510771799197032&amp;postID=4892555762668709878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default/4892555762668709878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default/4892555762668709878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/2008/12/dance-with-me.html' title='Dance with me...'/><author><name>Fuzzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11452316609108607042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SUhwdrHAdFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dBcsxVVYD94/s72-c/IMG_5290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3887510771799197032.post-6153334477326830922</id><published>2008-12-06T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T05:32:23.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day I want to sleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;" Thousands of words could bring a fortune into your cookie jar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the question is &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"When are you ready?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/STp2XqSFeXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Gw_EZ3WJB30/s1600-h/IMG_5250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276660062277171570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/STp2XqSFeXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Gw_EZ3WJB30/s200/IMG_5250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm at the midst of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; my common test and it's been 2 month plus since I update my blog. If my blog is a doll, it needs a new dress. -_-") All of my tests start at 8.30 am. *roll eyes* and after each tests, I feel so sleepy although I sleep early! Could that be my talent is sleeping? lol. After test, had breakfast at Macs, Kings Albert. Damn tired and sleepy but the accompany with my cliques was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be studying now but got addicted to the Hills. Although the drama is draggy, I just love watching Lauren Conrad and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Audriana&lt;/span&gt;. They are well-driven and ambitious plus the girls' dress style are &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hawt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, this is random, but I want to buy a Maxi Dress! &lt;3&gt;(I'm hoping to wear it on our 4 Years anniversary date which is on 28th Dec.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt;, I MISSED OUT ON FLESH IMP'S INVITE AT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ZOUK&lt;/span&gt; YESTERDAY. Say, why? cos I have a morning paper to do. -_-") I would say in business terms, the opportunity cost to studying test for missing out free entry to ZOUK. lol. I have something to confess that I'm getting bored with school. I just can't wait for the next holiday to come!! pleaaasse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#ffffff;" &gt;A whole lot of&lt;/span&gt; things have been happening but I'll spare u all with the longwinded story telling for now. I'm also trying to make an effort to take pictures next time. Crash XY's house &amp;amp; I heart her princess toilet the most. This shows how lazy I am that I didnt take picture of us (me &amp;amp; the girls).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is my goal that I want to achieve:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a house of my own like XY's.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276664959995811634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/STp60vtNFzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/vnMR0UCChAg/s400/IMG_5268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276665362343493314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/STp7MKkXfsI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZBJ33MVzqGg/s400/IMG_5270.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276665638368152658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/STp7cO1xjFI/AAAAAAAAAIU/bbYhojflpeQ/s400/IMG_5271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTYL for now. &lt;3&lt;/strong&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/3887510771799197032-6153334477326830922?l=miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/feeds/6153334477326830922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3887510771799197032&amp;postID=6153334477326830922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default/6153334477326830922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default/6153334477326830922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-i-want-to-sleep.html' title='The day I want to sleep.'/><author><name>Fuzzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11452316609108607042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/STp2XqSFeXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Gw_EZ3WJB30/s72-c/IMG_5250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3887510771799197032.post-3425740846193520254</id><published>2008-07-10T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T09:48:15.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death in 5 seconds by your killer look.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1,2,3,4,5 Bang**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have 5 seconds to type &amp;amp; give my says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before I bid you good night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.1- Remember my previous post on babylove? Well, we ended up shouting at each other on the phone. All thanks to me for starting everything. Having those reprimands from him were deserving! I know I went overboard bcos its been a long time I heard him shouting.&lt;br /&gt;Bad, Bad fuzah. Ok..back to No. 1, we make up and kissed that very day.&lt;br /&gt;We have dinner at Coffee Club, Takashimaya. I love, love the ambience there. It so cosy. I'm so going back there again and eat babylove's previous order. It taste damn good.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SHY3WQH8FiI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vDRPoFNci5Y/s1600-h/IMG_5076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221421673407583778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SHY3WQH8FiI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vDRPoFNci5Y/s320/IMG_5076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My common yet so delicious filling &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;beef spagetti bolognaise&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SHY3Kr2g7hI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QNl_9gmbb9E/s1600-h/IMG_5075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221421474692263442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SHY3Kr2g7hI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QNl_9gmbb9E/s320/IMG_5075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Babylove's food. The taste was 100 times delicious than the plain look of this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;prawn pasta&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SHY2-53I1AI/AAAAAAAAAEk/2aD7jGmJt7Q/s1600-h/IMG_5074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221421272294544386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SHY2-53I1AI/AAAAAAAAAEk/2aD7jGmJt7Q/s320/IMG_5074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221420827899149346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="311" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SHY2lCXBPCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/nqdLrSJGEZE/s320/IMG_5072.JPG" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221420217713431746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SHY2BhPaFMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mVTZL9tOjoY/s320/edit1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. 2- Met up with company. The people who make my night &amp;amp; always enjoy their accompany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221422049388497522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SHY3sIwxinI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3SwSyQoa_To/s320/group3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3,4,5 BANG** I continue those numbers in the next post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S: I lied bout 5 seconds of wisdom words. It took more than 5! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YoursNARCASSISM,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;RockFairie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/3887510771799197032-3425740846193520254?l=miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/feeds/3425740846193520254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3887510771799197032&amp;postID=3425740846193520254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default/3425740846193520254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default/3425740846193520254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/2008/07/death-in-5-seconds-by-your-killer-look.html' title='Death in 5 seconds by your killer look.'/><author><name>Fuzzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11452316609108607042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SHY3WQH8FiI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vDRPoFNci5Y/s72-c/IMG_5076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3887510771799197032.post-1674969669009686525</id><published>2008-07-05T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T02:35:29.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so wrong to call you today at 4.30pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thinking u were sleeping all awhile &amp;amp; you thinking I was working,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;getting all tensed up cos I fcuking wanna meet you but time is running out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u seems not to be bother or maybe, u juz dont understand me enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my saturday is precious,yet i rather choose make u the first priority to go out with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'M fcuking stupid to fcuking miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate you, boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's hard to please me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3887510771799197032-1674969669009686525?l=miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/feeds/1674969669009686525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3887510771799197032&amp;postID=1674969669009686525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default/1674969669009686525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default/1674969669009686525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/2008/07/feel-so-wrong-to-call-you-today-at-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Fuzzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11452316609108607042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3887510771799197032.post-3444650283851611810</id><published>2008-07-03T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T08:32:08.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bimbotic entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Want to feel the warm breeze, sleep under a palm tree, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel the rush of the ocean, get onboard the fast train &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; travel on airplane, far away&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SGzkbtZFoRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GDUsR5zGnDU/s1600-h/Let_Me_Be_by_emy_lou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218797232907985170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SGzkbtZFoRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GDUsR5zGnDU/s200/Let_Me_Be_by_emy_lou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, like us, wear on facades in our daily lives,&lt;br /&gt;For I hope that people could be themselves,&lt;br /&gt;Instead of all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pretends&lt;/span&gt; and wicked b*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tching&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Telling lies is as much as betraying yourself,&lt;br /&gt;Took off your bored facial expression &amp;amp; change for a smiling one,&lt;br /&gt;Stop the hate and give the world your foremost love,&lt;br /&gt;Be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;trueful&lt;/span&gt; to yourself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; only you have the solutions in your tiny heart,&lt;br /&gt;I anticipate to see more smiling faces, more freedom plus less boredom!&lt;br /&gt;Take me on a trip I wanna go some day,&lt;br /&gt;Go to the limits where you wanna reach as high as it could be,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; If you fall, you will never know who will catch your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. As a person, I feel that I'm turning into a boring person with less life.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, Is that life supposed to be it? I think twice. No, definitely a &lt;em&gt;no-no.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is supposed to be enjoying, accompany with good friends and being happy in what I do for a living. At the same time, having time for myself! I have been anticipating for that dream to turn to reality. Maybe, I'm an extremist. For I really wanna run away from what I have and start a new beginning. Is that too much to ask? Yet, I know I have to overcome all my doubts and clear them. Especially with project piling up, I have nowhere to hide but to fight it with bare hands. By typing out all the proposals, answers and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;powerpoint slides&lt;/span&gt;, of cos! what are you thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later, I will turn into a true bimbo, once a intellectual person and now, the bored, with less variety of topics to talk from,not forgetting answering dumbly to questions(i talk bout shopping, thou if we share the same interest).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not been socialising that much with clique, no longer taking photoshots of me, or should I say I chat with them, only if i bump into my friends online or at the streets. I need a change!&lt;br /&gt;Plus didn't meet babylove for almost 1 week, I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt;. If there are couples like us, I'm feeling you. For I wonder sometimes, How my boyfriend could still stay with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;...you'll be my verdict!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop my whinings. A little update: Had business ettiquette today and after a 10 mins role play, she could only said, "Okay, Average, Medicore". For all the effort we put into! I hope that people have more motivating words to comment on others than those! For now, the last few words I wanted to hear are some motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 11.19pm,time checked. I need to start printing things and rest my eyes. Bye-Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;YOURSNarcissism&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3887510771799197032-3444650283851611810?l=miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/feeds/3444650283851611810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3887510771799197032&amp;postID=3444650283851611810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default/3444650283851611810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default/3444650283851611810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/2008/07/bimbotic-entry.html' title='Bimbotic entry'/><author><name>Fuzzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11452316609108607042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SGzkbtZFoRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GDUsR5zGnDU/s72-c/Let_Me_Be_by_emy_lou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3887510771799197032.post-6054621438309422699</id><published>2008-07-01T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:20:43.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New layout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is for the people who lost somebody,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now the hardest thing is to say bye-bye.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SGpQRDgo3HI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ROW1u43p20M/s1600-h/IMG_4578.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218071372192341106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SGpQRDgo3HI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ROW1u43p20M/s200/IMG_4578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clear all my rusty posts and become one satisfied person. What's the reason behind it? Now, I could feature my latest layout &amp;amp; i'm definitely loving every dainty details of it. I just felt that I should do something with my untouched online diary. No worries, I'll be back to updated religiously real soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3887510771799197032-6054621438309422699?l=miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/feeds/6054621438309422699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3887510771799197032&amp;postID=6054621438309422699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default/6054621438309422699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3887510771799197032/posts/default/6054621438309422699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-fuzzie.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-layout.html' title='New layout!'/><author><name>Fuzzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11452316609108607042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O89JbnsLxsc/SGpQRDgo3HI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ROW1u43p20M/s72-c/IMG_4578.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
