<?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-3732665748525933277</id><updated>2011-07-31T23:39:15.805-07:00</updated><category term='esemen'/><category term='Hero'/><title type='text'>I’ve been transform, I’ve been hatched</title><subtitle type='html'>I don’t wanna change the world coz I don’t have the power doing that. I wanna be live I wanna be counted; I wanna be seen and reflected. I wanna be existed as a person not a shadow. 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Mampos ah) blog ni. Berabad sudah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok update sikit sikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skang aku dah jadi manusia sikit ok. Dah tak tanam anggur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah kerja, dah boleh gerak sendiri, dah tak duduk bawah ke tepi ketiak mak bapak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerja apa? Kerja yang memang aku suka sebab tak payah nak pakai baju skema hari hari pastu boleh makan depan pc sambil buat kerja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho ho ho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-5262407708664755973?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/5262407708664755973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=5262407708664755973&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5262407708664755973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5262407708664755973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2010/06/woot-woot.html' title='Woot woot'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-8103307624474542739</id><published>2009-10-11T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T05:32:24.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minggu Ini</title><content type='html'>1.Untuk pertama kalinya aku berjalan kaki hantar baju untuk di-dobi-kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Berjalan kaki dari Flora ke The Curve, pastu Idaman. kali terakhir =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Menjadikan Borders, The Curve sebagai rumah kedua. ye, Idaman juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Bilik sudah semakin tidak terurus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Sakit kepala memikirkan perancangan untuk hari-hari seterusnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Nafsu makan semakin melampau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Rasa untuk manusia disekeliling sudah hilang. Rasa apa? Jangan tanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Hari-hari tidur jam 8pagi, terjaga setiap 2 atau 3 jam. Petang bangun mandi dan menjadikan aktiviti nombor 3 sebagai rutin harian. Ish Ish Ish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Kenal ramai manusia baru dan jumpa kawan-kawan lama kembali. Bagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Esok rancang mahu main layang-layang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-8103307624474542739?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/8103307624474542739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=8103307624474542739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8103307624474542739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8103307624474542739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/10/minggu-ini.html' title='Minggu Ini'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-3739865024239762224</id><published>2009-10-10T16:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T10:39:56.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Telur ayam yang menetas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Masa: 0713am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lokasi: Flora Damansara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suasana : Macam selalu, senyap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aktiviti : Edit gambar kahwin. Orang lain yang kahwin.Aku? Bila? Siapa? Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hidup makin lama makin mencabar. Makin parah jugak sebenarnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pengsan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Buang masa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dendam tak mampu nak buat kau lega dan ubati rasa sakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sebab bila kau buat orang gembira, sedikit sebanyak kau akan rasa gembira jugak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Notakaki: Tiba-tiba rasa macam nak makan rambutan pagi-pagi ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-3739865024239762224?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/3739865024239762224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=3739865024239762224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3739865024239762224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3739865024239762224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/10/telur-ayam-yang-menetas.html' title='Telur ayam yang menetas'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-224267698025914352</id><published>2009-10-10T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T05:38:24.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hampir terlupa</title><content type='html'>Yang aku ada blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menghabiskan masa harini dengan belek belek semula entri entri dalam blog ni. Rasa macam balik kepada masa masa lama. Lawak betul aku dulu dulu. mUahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak rasa nak delete entri entri ni, saja nak tengok dan rasa betapa cepat masa berjalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah besar rupanya aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformasi dari seorang pompuan yang fragile kepada seorang pompuan yang bertambah kuat (sikit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-224267698025914352?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/224267698025914352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=224267698025914352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/224267698025914352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/224267698025914352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/10/hampir-terlupa.html' title='Hampir terlupa'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-3425050032911949844</id><published>2009-05-07T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T05:39:15.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perempuan dan bola?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory Glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-3425050032911949844?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/3425050032911949844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=3425050032911949844&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3425050032911949844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3425050032911949844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/05/perempuan-dan-bola.html' title='Perempuan dan bola?'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-7269495513916068764</id><published>2009-05-04T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T05:40:05.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hero'/><title type='text'>"The Finding"</title><content type='html'>Nemo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input 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title='&quot;The Finding&quot;'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-3052690646401169500</id><published>2009-05-03T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:20:17.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing the truth no matter how hurt it is!</title><content type='html'>Do you know what it feels like being offended?&lt;br /&gt;I know!&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s every feeling you had in your stomach when you had people criticized your job/artwork, laughed at it and made it fun in public, when you should answer cheeky question about your family, what did your parent do for living, commented your house where you were raise, have them told you that you’re “fashion victim”, and you should deal with it for the rest of your life, because nothing you can do to get it rid off from your head. Because from all the thot’ you think nothing that matter outside that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have to explain all that to y’all right? Won’t you listen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t let go all those feeling and pretend to be cool, let people notice that “I don’t get bother”, in fact I can not move on. I can still feel the “negative acceptance” in the air they gave me. I can still feel their eyes staring at me behind my back whispering “She’s not the one”, I can not let go all the feeling and face the fact that “The presentation somehow is bad, and it wasn’t well-performed, I made mistakes, doesn’t everybody?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be rude and say “You guys all wrong and I’ve been so affronted!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chance is gone, if I want to fixed it.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can rewind.&lt;br /&gt;To be real, it doesn’t matter; I can have another path to walk on.&lt;br /&gt;I can have another chance to set the benchmark.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I can have others people like Suraya, having her said “You did a great artwork inside!” or trust Kakak Hana when she said “I don’t -do you- Sara because you’re too smart”&lt;br /&gt;…before I hit the ground and lift my head up and stand once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it just no use…kan?&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-3052690646401169500?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/3052690646401169500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=3052690646401169500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3052690646401169500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3052690646401169500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/05/facing-truth-no-matter-how-hurt-it-is.html' title='Facing the truth no matter how hurt it is!'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-1532307325888587853</id><published>2009-04-24T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:03:10.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world</title><content type='html'>Im okay&lt;br /&gt;Better ;)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-1532307325888587853?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/1532307325888587853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=1532307325888587853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/1532307325888587853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/1532307325888587853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-world.html' title='Hello world'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-7140206852016547736</id><published>2009-04-10T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T07:08:10.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>November - Azure Ray</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I'm waiting for this test to end&lt;br /&gt;So these lighter days can soon begin&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alone but maybe more carefree&lt;br /&gt;Like a kite that floats so effortlessly&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid to be alone&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm scared thats how I'd like to be&lt;br /&gt;All these faces none the same&lt;br /&gt;How can there be so many personalities&lt;br /&gt;So many lifeless empty hands&lt;br /&gt;So many hearts in great demand&lt;br /&gt;And now my sorrow seems so far away&lt;br /&gt;Until I'm taken by these bolts of pain&lt;br /&gt;But I turn them off and tuck them away&lt;br /&gt;'till these rainy days that make them stay&lt;br /&gt;And then I'll cry so hard to these sad songs&lt;br /&gt;And the words still ring, once here now gone&lt;br /&gt;And they echo through my head everyday&lt;br /&gt;And I dont think they'll ever go away&lt;br /&gt;Just like thinking of your childhood home&lt;br /&gt;But we cant go back we're on our own&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;But i'm about to give this one more shot&lt;br /&gt;And find it in myself&lt;br /&gt;I'll find it in myself&lt;br /&gt;So were speeding towards that time of year&lt;br /&gt;To the day that marks that you're not here&lt;br /&gt;And i think I'll want to be alone&lt;br /&gt;So please understand if I dont answer the phone&lt;br /&gt;I'll just sit and stare at my deep blue walls&lt;br /&gt;Until I can see nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Only particles some fast some slow&lt;br /&gt;All my eyes can see is all I know&lt;br /&gt;Ohh..&lt;br /&gt;But I'm about to give this one more shot&lt;br /&gt;And find it in myself&lt;br /&gt;I'll find it in myself&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/3732665748525933277-7140206852016547736?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/7140206852016547736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=7140206852016547736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7140206852016547736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7140206852016547736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/04/november-azure-ray.html' title='November - Azure Ray'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-7397149895936165984</id><published>2009-04-02T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T08:35:41.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vulnerable</title><content type='html'>And everyone watched me waste myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everyone cheered at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of them found it comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madefaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tell ya, am not goin down. Never ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-7397149895936165984?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/7397149895936165984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=7397149895936165984&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7397149895936165984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7397149895936165984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/04/vulnerable.html' title='Vulnerable'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-5103400625767595018</id><published>2009-04-02T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T05:41:28.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PANDAI sangat</title><content type='html'>Harini tak boleh ke mana-mana&lt;br /&gt;Makan pun kena orang bungkuskan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab aku pandai sangat. Hantar semua (read: tiada sehelai pun) baju-baju aku pergi laundry. Kecuali baju kelawar made from Kelantan ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya. Memandu ke Kedai Dobi SJ di Bandar Universiti. Dan ya, memakai baju batman itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam mana nak makan kat downtown ni!!&lt;br /&gt;Macam mana nak pergi bengkel esokk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak boleh pinjam baju roomate.&lt;br /&gt;Dia gemuk (baca: INTAN) Maksud saya, saya kecil dari dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIDAK. MEMAKSA PENCUCI BAJU DOBI BERKENAAN AGAR MEMOTONG Q PARA PENGHANTAR BAJU BUSUK YANG LAIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-5103400625767595018?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/5103400625767595018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=5103400625767595018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5103400625767595018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5103400625767595018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/04/pandai-sangat.html' title='PANDAI sangat'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-8999338018587759911</id><published>2009-04-01T01:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T01:55:36.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Di-Tag oleh Quen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u think u'r hot?&lt;br /&gt;no. Im cool :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;upload a favourite picture of you&lt;/span&gt;::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SdMqMoEKYgI/AAAAAAAAAU8/9wNFkl3dR5c/s1600-h/huu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 111px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SdMqMoEKYgI/AAAAAAAAAU8/9wNFkl3dR5c/s200/huu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319641981256360450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give three reason why you like this picture?&lt;br /&gt;1. sebab saya tak kurus masa itu.&lt;br /&gt;2. sebab rambut panjang masa itu.&lt;br /&gt;3. sebab pose spontan ni macam cool je(bagi aku la) Padahal nak amik barang tu ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time you eat pizza?&lt;br /&gt;14th March 2009 ;) di The Stadium sambil tengok match Manchester United dengan Liverfuckinfool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last song you listen?&lt;br /&gt;The Veronicas - Speechless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you doing now besides this?&lt;br /&gt;Editing my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what name you prefer besides yours?&lt;br /&gt;Saraaaa.. fine with additional triple A ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people to tag:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bade&lt;br /&gt;2. Ayun&lt;br /&gt;3. Daj&lt;br /&gt;4. Ily&lt;br /&gt;5. Raja Petra haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is num one?&lt;br /&gt;Rosni bade. Friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;num three is having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;Yeen :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say something about num 5?&lt;br /&gt;ops.Zip mulut! nanti masuk ISA. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is num 2?&lt;br /&gt;Cahaya kehidupan kan ? Friend of mine too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do u think about num 4?&lt;br /&gt;Ex-convent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAMAT&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/3732665748525933277-8999338018587759911?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/8999338018587759911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=8999338018587759911&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8999338018587759911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8999338018587759911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/04/di-tag-oleh-quen.html' title='Di-Tag oleh Quen'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SdMqMoEKYgI/AAAAAAAAAU8/9wNFkl3dR5c/s72-c/huu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-745985854307850857</id><published>2009-03-29T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T05:43:05.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenapa hari Isnin kena wujud :|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bangun awal harini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku benci Isnin. Tambah lagi class pagi. Lagi benci&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/3732665748525933277-745985854307850857?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/745985854307850857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=745985854307850857&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/745985854307850857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/745985854307850857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/03/kenapa-hari-isnin-kena-wujud.html' title='Kenapa hari Isnin kena wujud :|'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-6181852043740004608</id><published>2009-03-22T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T05:44:35.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scumbag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Klik gambar untuk menelaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYo8_lZz0I/AAAAAAAAAT8/2JMUpar0AZc/s1600-h/Untitled-Scanned-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYo8_lZz0I/AAAAAAAAAT8/2JMUpar0AZc/s200/Untitled-Scanned-05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315981438483025730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dino aka Fariz dan juga Ijat. Aleng sekali lah kalau mahu ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku still simpan surat yang korang kirim kat pak guard suruh bagi kat aku ni. Time ni aku orientasi. Tahun 2007 kot, baru semester pertama kat UiTM fuckin sucks ni.. Kesian korang kan, tak dapat masuk nak jumpa aku sebab orientasi tah pape ni. Dah laa datang jauh-jauh (sejam lebeh kot perjalanan) Comel, dapat baju dapat cokelat cadbury dengan cadbury bite. Favourite aku. Korang masukkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; dalam envelope besar then selitkan surat kelakar yang buat aku touchin ni pastu bagi kat pak guard.Lepas tu masa dalam dewan tu dorang announce nama aku sebab ada kiriman barang.Gila ah aku kena bahan . Sunyi takde korannngg.. Aku nangis ok time ni :P ok sekarang baru korang tahu kan heeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu sepanjang semester korang rajin hantar aku balik kampus. Mak aku masak rendang ayam untuk kita.Kita makan kat kerusi bawah blok aku. Ok, pesan korang jangan kawan dengan rempit dengan mamat minah blink-blink kan? Tak pun.. aku benci semua manusia yang kat UiTM ni. Ada sekelompok je yang aku boleh blaaaahh. Memang fake naaakk araamm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYprot2_GI/AAAAAAAAAUE/mVj_HS5qYNU/s1600-h/scum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYprot2_GI/AAAAAAAAAUE/mVj_HS5qYNU/s200/scum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315982239798328418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYwjNbTV5I/AAAAAAAAAU0/-YYo7g5VJbo/s1600-h/mr+bean+j+ijat+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYwjNbTV5I/AAAAAAAAAU0/-YYo7g5VJbo/s200/mr+bean+j+ijat+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315989791615178642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss these scums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I miss you guys. All thoseee stupid memories with these homeless guys. Ok. Ada rumah masing2 besaaarrr tapi tetap nak menghomeless kan diri. Orang raya, kita pun nak raya. Orang sambut krismas kita pun sibuk tiap tahun nak beli topi santa. Aku ingat, every year okay! pastu buat muka cool macam gambar kat bawah ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYrtWN2IAI/AAAAAAAAAUM/wwPZftujC1c/s1600-h/PC110576+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYrtWN2IAI/AAAAAAAAAUM/wwPZftujC1c/s200/PC110576+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315984468215209986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYvr31n8jI/AAAAAAAAAUk/_dfRNZOKobE/s1600-h/PC110577+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYvr31n8jI/AAAAAAAAAUk/_dfRNZOKobE/s200/PC110577+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315988840927195698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYwGD9iv-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/PU2qfDyHQ6w/s1600-h/umah+ijat+raya+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYwGD9iv-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/PU2qfDyHQ6w/s200/umah+ijat+raya+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315989290858233826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korang ingat tak, kita selalu pegi skatepark dulu tengok budak-budak main skate. Pastu korang ejek aku dengan budak itam tu.Konon2 budak tu nak ayat aku padahal tak pun. Haaa budak tu sekarang member aku nama dia Ude. Nanti aku cakap yang korang cakap dia ITAM ! har har har&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYsvLi-zzI/AAAAAAAAAUU/SD_2x1joddY/s1600-h/our+first+pic+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYsvLi-zzI/AAAAAAAAAUU/SD_2x1joddY/s200/our+first+pic+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315985599222435634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni tahun 2005 kot ;) Our veryy first picture. Pakai webcam Fariz keje kat Terminal Akses tuuu :P Comell kaann :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fariz pegi dating dengan Nana tinggal aku ngan Ijat makan kat kedai seafood Kamunting. Ehem-ehem.. makan banyak [terpaksa tambah order sebab Fariz amik masa yang terlalu lama untuk menjemput kami] wallet dalam kereta. Sampai kedai tutup ko tak sampai lagiii..Okaaaayy.. :P maaalluuuu makan freee huwa3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weh rindu [wek!] seriously. Rasa nak balik ke masa lepasss macam dulu-dulu. Sambut birthday aku kat penang sorok cake dalam keretea berhenti dekat RnR [taktau] then suruh aku tekan keypad hp Fariz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Teett Tett Tett Happy Birthday Sara. We Love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you too guys.. :') Korang pun masing-masing bz dan kita mendiamkan diri secara perlahan lahan. Ijat kat Ganu dengan petronas nye.. Fariz kat K-HELL.. ok. Kuala Lumpur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pun busy.. busy sangat dengan kerja-kerja ni. Tak sabar nak memblahkan diri dari neraka jahanam ni. Aku busy tapi aku sunyi.. Semua manusia nak sakitkan hati aku. Tak macam korang yang selalu bahan aku. Aku tak kisah kena bahan dengan korang pun sebab aku tau korang sayaang aku kan ;')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deck patah.&lt;br /&gt;Paul's place.&lt;br /&gt;Art Port.&lt;br /&gt;Hutang kedai makan.&lt;br /&gt;Main gitar depan umah aku.&lt;br /&gt;Main gitar kat spotlite centre dengan kat burmese yang ade kubur-kubur tu.&lt;br /&gt;Fariz pakai phone free kedai Rudy sampai kantoi.&lt;br /&gt;Kfc &lt;-- Fariz animal's right TEPU. Aku larikan diri dari kfc n balik rumah naik teksi sebab merajuk. korang ketuk ketampi depan umah. Check in freeeee Laketown :P   Adik Ijat dengan deck DIY nye.. pakai roda almari lama.. gila rare.  YANG PALING PENTING.  GUARDIAN BEB! Ijat buat free show kat depan banyak-banyak kereta yang tengah benti kat traffic lite. Jatuh kedebuk but still topi santa atas kepala..cool :D aku bahan gelak kaw-kaw dengan fariz sambil tgk kesan luka. HAhahaha  Argghh.. aku memang mengada nak mamposss aa dulu! haha    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYu-E3lPEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/OXz7creoCMY/s1600-h/frens+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYu-E3lPEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/OXz7creoCMY/s200/frens+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315988054151085122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss you guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makin lama makin jauh.raya jumpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/3732665748525933277-6181852043740004608?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/6181852043740004608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=6181852043740004608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6181852043740004608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6181852043740004608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/03/scumbag.html' title='Scumbag'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScYo8_lZz0I/AAAAAAAAAT8/2JMUpar0AZc/s72-c/Untitled-Scanned-05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-3464067904063021963</id><published>2009-03-19T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:40:49.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No clue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; know i'm not deserving of your trust from you right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If by chance you change your mind, you know I will not let you down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cos we were the special two and we'll be again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy? Maybe&lt;br /&gt;Afraid? Maybe&lt;br /&gt;Give up? Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no clue at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-3464067904063021963?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/3464067904063021963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=3464067904063021963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3464067904063021963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3464067904063021963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-clue.html' title='No clue'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-3570273967600216087</id><published>2009-03-18T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:04:42.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esemen'/><title type='text'>3 [atau 4] minggu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kita lihat hasilnya lagi 3[atau 4] minggu bermula hari esok :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScEzujnjmyI/AAAAAAAAATc/HnMuW97W6cc/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScEzujnjmyI/AAAAAAAAATc/HnMuW97W6cc/s200/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314585910202047266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok.Ini emulsion ;) wangiii mcm masuk rumah baru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScEy4yJQKgI/AAAAAAAAATU/1nKy_2w9wUE/s1600-h/Im13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScEy4yJQKgI/AAAAAAAAATU/1nKy_2w9wUE/s200/Im13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314584986388539906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bitumen [nanti kita buat dan tengok effect dia ye &lt;a href="http://dialetik-songsang.blogspot.com/"&gt;ayun &lt;/a&gt;;) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScEyOFoHy6I/AAAAAAAAATE/d2ogMvWG4Bk/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScEyOFoHy6I/AAAAAAAAATE/d2ogMvWG4Bk/s200/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314584252883913634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Canvas yang susah mahu didapati di sekitar Tronoh. 3x4. Cant wait tu conteng2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScE0kYh494I/AAAAAAAAATk/jaMoB6uwHwk/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScE0kYh494I/AAAAAAAAATk/jaMoB6uwHwk/s200/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314586834938427266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drawing. Besar. Tak terrer pun saye tapi nanti saye buat saye masuk sini yee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScE17xVisPI/AAAAAAAAATs/V9RF9MvWF58/s1600-h/Image051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScE17xVisPI/AAAAAAAAATs/V9RF9MvWF58/s200/Image051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314588336246141170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok.silk screen. RAJIN sangat.. hmphh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScE3LTPNM9I/AAAAAAAAAT0/fXDt9XoXUhI/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScE3LTPNM9I/AAAAAAAAAT0/fXDt9XoXUhI/s200/Image073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314589702556038098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok.kucen curi masuk bilik.lepas makan friskies balik.hati gembira :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YA! Lagi 3 [atau 4] minggu untuk semua ini ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. saya mahu tidur untuk kumpul tenaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good everybody ! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3732665748525933277-3570273967600216087?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/3570273967600216087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=3570273967600216087&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3570273967600216087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3570273967600216087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-atau-4-minggu.html' title='3 [atau 4] minggu'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ScEzujnjmyI/AAAAAAAAATc/HnMuW97W6cc/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-6125699195307157434</id><published>2009-03-10T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T07:07:54.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song and lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;"  align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think music doesn't always compatible with the profound situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like today, at 4 p.m, just in time when I felt sleepy and moody, my roomate had amazingly increase the volume of her speaker only to let me suffer in hell listening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love of my life, you've hurt me, you've broken my heart and now you leave me...&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life can't you see... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;"  align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;"  align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;"  align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and while the song is singing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;"  align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;"  align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she added "It just fit with our situation recently, right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;"  align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My face? If you ask, straight!&lt;br /&gt;OBVIOUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the song! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;I really am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Thought I found him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Was wrong, so I tried again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Wrong again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;I think I’m rushing into it, so I’m gonna slow down.&lt;br /&gt;By no means will I stop looking though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;I got my entire life ahead of me, and I definitely want to spend as much time as I can with my self.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t say I’m giving up…but not so sure I believe in a “soulmate” though I am still awaiting for love to find me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;I’m tired of looking! So I wait patiently … for now! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &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/3732665748525933277-6125699195307157434?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/6125699195307157434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=6125699195307157434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6125699195307157434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6125699195307157434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-and-lyrics.html' title='Song and lyrics'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-68502695105278638</id><published>2009-03-09T13:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T05:46:59.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seperti yang dijanjikan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sampoerna Hijau&lt;br /&gt;Kopi O panas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pukimak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha Ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes yes. Esok class. Keje sekolah banyak! Kena siapkan cepat lah-apahal-asgment-sangat-banyak-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is easy. Kita manusia yang meng-complicated-kan keadaan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-68502695105278638?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/68502695105278638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=68502695105278638&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/68502695105278638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/68502695105278638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/03/seperti-yang-dijanjikan.html' title='Seperti yang dijanjikan'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-2327632357144529699</id><published>2009-03-04T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T05:49:35.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baca lah  (Khas buat mereka-mereka itu)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tak selamanya tuhan benarkan ko ada kat  atas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesekali nak  juga dia tengok ko pandang atas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku masih baik hati; semoga ko kuat yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sakit. memang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan sekali sekala aku nak jugak pandang bawah, tengok ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan tengok ko pstu gelak gelak macam ko buat dulu. tapi tengok ko belajar jadi baik sket.&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/3732665748525933277-2327632357144529699?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/2327632357144529699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=2327632357144529699&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2327632357144529699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2327632357144529699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/03/baca-lah-khas-buat-mereka-mereka-itu.html' title='Baca lah  (Khas buat mereka-mereka itu)'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-352478272406618559</id><published>2009-03-01T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T05:51:19.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attension</title><content type='html'>Hati untuk di sewa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berminat, sila hantar email&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-352478272406618559?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/352478272406618559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=352478272406618559&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/352478272406618559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/352478272406618559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/03/attension.html' title='Attension'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-5877321856215637085</id><published>2009-02-22T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T05:53:16.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malas nak cakap banyak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SaGZS5onYKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/QWuAimuvwwI/s1600-h/Image012+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SaGXMo4NW4I/AAAAAAAAASU/Cak_CDNXBRs/s200/Image019+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305688079406553986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;charcoal on paper. aku tak suka charcoal sebab comot.&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/3732665748525933277-5877321856215637085?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/5877321856215637085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=5877321856215637085&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5877321856215637085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5877321856215637085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/02/tak-mampu-berkata-lagi-maka-lihatkan.html' title='Malas nak cakap banyak'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SaGZS5onYKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/QWuAimuvwwI/s72-c/Image012+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-6030711989347276028</id><published>2009-02-17T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:03:00.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patah hati</title><content type='html'>berehat seketika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-6030711989347276028?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/6030711989347276028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=6030711989347276028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6030711989347276028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6030711989347276028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/02/patah-hati.html' title='Patah hati'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-7257598096626114396</id><published>2009-02-12T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T05:54:05.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hero'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SZSCQu0hKNI/AAAAAAAAASM/7Zz4v1C-v-s/s1600-h/akuu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SZSCQu0hKNI/AAAAAAAAASM/7Zz4v1C-v-s/s200/akuu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302005885279742162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3732665748525933277-7257598096626114396?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/7257598096626114396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=7257598096626114396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7257598096626114396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7257598096626114396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/02/1-hero.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SZSCQu0hKNI/AAAAAAAAASM/7Zz4v1C-v-s/s72-c/akuu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-2133830379910715769</id><published>2009-01-18T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T00:51:02.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Khalid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nama &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pakgad&lt;/span&gt; yang tahan aku pagi tadi di fakulti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sebab aku tak pakai baju kurung untuk hari korporat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni nape pakai macam ni ni. Kamu tahu tak harini hari apa. Kena pakai baju formal.. bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf? Pakai baju kurung dalam studio painting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Saya class studio la cik..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kamu tak paham ke dalam peraturan bla bla bla.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ye cik.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ni nape mata kamu merah ni.. kamu hisap rokok ke tadi.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hisap rokok mata merah? bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Eh..mana ada cik.. kan pagi ni..biasa la baru bangun tido.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Meh sini saya check beg kamu tgk mana tau kamu simpan pape"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangang. Aku bagi je lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia tengok inhaler aku dalam beg terus dia bagi dan percaya aku tak hisap rokok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangang! Pakai inhaler pun tak semestinya tak hisap rokok buduh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakguard kat kampus aku memamng buduh sesetengahnya.. time nak saman buat muka ketat je! Muka mintak penampar.. Angin je aku. Dia suruh aku balik tukar baju..siap tengok dari jauh lagi.. Ha ah, ye aku balik...turun tangga pastu naik balik ikut tangga lain masuk studio. Lecturer aku pun tension dengan pak guard yang suke menyibuk kat fakulti seni ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakgad memang buat mood aku lari harini.&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/3732665748525933277-2133830379910715769?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/2133830379910715769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=2133830379910715769&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2133830379910715769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2133830379910715769'/><link 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center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;اللهم ﺇنانجعلك في نحور أعدائنا ونعوذبك من شرورهم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;اللهم بدد شملهم وفرق جمعهم وستت كلمتهم وزلزل أقدامهم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;وسلط عليهم كلبا من كلابك يا قهار يا جبار يا منتقم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ياالله ياالله ياالله&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;اللهم يا منزل الكتاب ويا مجري السحاب ويا هازم الاحزاب&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ﺇهزمهم ﺇهزمهم ﺇهزمه&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;وانصرنا عليهم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ya Allah,&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya kami meletakkan Mu di batang-batang leher musuh-musuh kami&lt;br /&gt;Dan kami berlindung dengan Mu daripada kejahatan-kejahatan mereka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah,&lt;br /&gt;Leburkanlah kumpulan-kumpulan mereka&lt;br /&gt;Pecah belahkan dan kacau bilaukan persatuan mereka&lt;br /&gt;Goncangkan pendirian mereka&lt;br /&gt;Dan hantarkanlah anjing-anjing Mu kepada mereka&lt;br /&gt;Wahai Tuhan yang gagah perkasa Wahai Tuhan yang penuh raksasa&lt;br /&gt;Wahai Tuhan yang bersifat murka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah Ya Allah Ya Allah Ya Allah,&lt;br /&gt;Wahai Tuhan yang menurunkan kitab&lt;br /&gt;Wahai Tuhan yang mengarakkan awan&lt;br /&gt;Wahai Tuhan yang menewaskan bala tentera Al-Ahzab&lt;br /&gt;Kalahkan mereka kalahkan mereka&lt;br /&gt;Kalahkan mereka dan menangkan kami ke atas mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebaskan Palestin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((cukuplah kamu bacakan sampai hujung. jadilah walau sekali. dengan bilangan kita2, dapatlah dalam lima enam ratus doa. kamu sudah ada akal. amal jariah tau. rebut cepat))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credit to miss fyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-3652689842545913488</id><published>2009-01-11T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T05:59:48.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ba ya zal ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SWoaPox6ZVI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CpTX3AMkSCY/s1600-h/delete.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SWoaPox6ZVI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CpTX3AMkSCY/s200/delete.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290069568247194962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Membersihkan pensel case dan pensel2 nya sekali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been soooooooooooooooooooooo busy... :(&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/3732665748525933277-3652689842545913488?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/3652689842545913488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=3652689842545913488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3652689842545913488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3652689842545913488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2009/01/membersihkan-pensel-case-dan-pensel2.html' title='Ba ya zal ya'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SWoaPox6ZVI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CpTX3AMkSCY/s72-c/delete.JPG' height='72' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-7201371275458839441?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/7201371275458839441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=7201371275458839441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7201371275458839441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7201371275458839441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SVn_uZsoeWI/AAAAAAAAAQk/OJ8i4OXu5iE/s72-c/funny-pictures-cat-tells-you-to-kiss-his-bottom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-5854034204734204120</id><published>2008-12-23T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T06:04:00.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 hari lagi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dan aku rasa sangat tak best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Mungkin aku akan menyewa di luar menemani Ela cousin sayee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ade bilik tu rm150 sorang. Kira rumah tu lengkap lah. Ada air-cond, tv, peti ice, almari, katil, tilam, bantal ade (tapi nak bawak sendiri)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh~ Cam menakutkan tapi takpe.. Mari kita cuba dulu !&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/3732665748525933277-5854034204734204120?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/5854034204734204120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=5854034204734204120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5854034204734204120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5854034204734204120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/12/4-hari-lagi.html' title='4 hari lagi'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-8455092515065928154</id><published>2008-12-12T07:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:21:30.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>uh-uh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/12/04/funny-pictures-is-short-immaturity-is-forever/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_2663050" title="funny-pictures-childhood-is-short-immaturity-is-forever" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/12/funny-pictures-childhood-is-short-immaturity-is-forever.jpg" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;animals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-8455092515065928154?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/8455092515065928154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=8455092515065928154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8455092515065928154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8455092515065928154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/12/uh-uh.html' title='uh-uh'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-3480128160265237337</id><published>2008-12-11T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:05:25.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have an issue!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know what is a really good way to take your mind off your injured heart?&lt;br /&gt;Slam the door on your finger.&lt;br /&gt;Don't just close it, but really slam it good and hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dont read my blog ;) your IP add bebbb.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks PengesanIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am  amused on how someone can hate me so much! But I don't hate this person in return, instead I pitied her so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Sigh&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-3480128160265237337?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/3480128160265237337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=3480128160265237337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3480128160265237337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3480128160265237337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-issue.html' title='I have an issue!'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-3293399716807225221</id><published>2008-12-09T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:00:27.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heee :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ohh.. before tu lupe nak bagitau - semalam ada anjing warna hitam kejar aku. Pukimak punya anjing ! Aku tau laaa ko marah sebab aku cari gaduh ngan kawan ko dalam blog, jangan la gigit aku ! :( hahahaha..  pastu mummy pergi umah owner anjing bodoh tu.. Mummy &lt;/span&gt;cakap &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"apsall tak jaga dan kurung anjing tu baik-baik..anak saya menangis dan muka dia sangat pucat tau " (seriously, aku memang takut dengan anjing, actually masa aku cite kat mak aku tu, aku menangis sambil gelak-gelak dan mak aku lagi gelakk gila babi sebab muka aku pucat) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;siot je kan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaaa... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ST7kiS4Oj6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/q5hKfRdM9Lg/s1600-h/holdin+hand+n+having+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ST7kiS4Oj6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/q5hKfRdM9Lg/s200/holdin+hand+n+having+fun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277907091159158690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;holdin hand and havin fun ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ST7nleldKjI/AAAAAAAAAO8/zSdelKL5ZHg/s1600-h/kami.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ST7nleldKjI/AAAAAAAAAO8/zSdelKL5ZHg/s200/kami.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277910444376140338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kekasih, sayee dan Aydeen ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kitorang cari gak monyet tapi tak nampak sebab monyet tu tak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;de kat sini. ada kat tempat lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;. Ha ha ha (gelak jahat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ST7o3fm8UwI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1e07HVTxTvI/s1600-h/Un.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ST7o3fm8UwI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1e07HVTxTvI/s200/Un.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277911853400085250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Semua orang kecuali kekasih ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Futnot : better than never. Dari aku duk umah tengok tv, online, makan tidur. Yay! Nak kemas barang dah.. Bye Bye semua orang :D&lt;br /&gt;Nanti balik saya belikan ole ole dari Bali. Beli kerepek pedas dari Bukit Tinggi. Sedap tau.. :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3732665748525933277-3293399716807225221?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/3293399716807225221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=3293399716807225221&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3293399716807225221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3293399716807225221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/12/heee-d.html' title='Heee :D'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/ST7kiS4Oj6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/q5hKfRdM9Lg/s72-c/holdin+hand+n+having+fun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-8806836371022161698</id><published>2008-12-05T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T01:45:23.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LETIH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i am sooooo fucking tired!&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/3732665748525933277-8806836371022161698?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/8806836371022161698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=8806836371022161698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8806836371022161698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8806836371022161698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/12/letih-i-am-sooooo-fucking-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-5398421972495633057</id><published>2008-12-03T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T07:56:11.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/STaq78sFG3I/AAAAAAAAAOM/AmXjaHuX9w0/s1600-h/avatar+meme+aku+buat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/STaq78sFG3I/AAAAAAAAAOM/AmXjaHuX9w0/s200/avatar+meme+aku+buat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275591960391129970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why laaa Internet suck soo baddddddd...&lt;br /&gt;Sayee naakk tiddoo awall laa sebab todayyy sayee sangat penat ke sana ke mari meraikan harga lantai petrol yang merundum (tak sangat&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ah&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite Nite Malaysia and Be Good !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-5398421972495633057?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/5398421972495633057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=5398421972495633057&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5398421972495633057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5398421972495633057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-internet.html' title='Dear Internet'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/STaq78sFG3I/AAAAAAAAAOM/AmXjaHuX9w0/s72-c/avatar+meme+aku+buat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-7918393071234814816</id><published>2008-12-02T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T01:31:26.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3 minit di ambil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mummyyyy.. nak rotii..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey =) Yay, boleh pun log in .Aku ta paham la.. After 5pm baru boleh log in ke? Ai yayaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayee sudaaahh berjanji pada diri boyfren sayee bahawe saye tidak akaaann memasukii kawasan si perempuan itu lagi.. sayee pasti dia memasuki blog sayee ni... confirm la.. sebab saye ada blog counter yang power ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3tahun beb kena tipuuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kepada supporter atau kawan-kawan beliau., kau hanya kenal dia bukan aku. Aku kenal kekasihku lebih dari dia dah kamu kamu semua. Aku tahu! dan kekasihku jugaaa tahu itu.. So, aku memang tak kisah dan amik peduli langsung apa korang nak cakap sebab aku tahu aku tak perlukan korang-korang dalam hidup kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Baby, ingat tau!  Die tak matang. Dulu pun dia sama macam tu, dah dah..pasni anggap je dia dah mati je, okey baby"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey sayang ! :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;futnot: aku tak gunakan lelaki kerana wang nye kerana itu nampak terlalu murah keperempuanannyee.. terlalu murahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah dah.. kalau macam ni sampai aku dah beranak pun takkan abes. Dah sarah okey? Kamuu kan budak comel yang baikk.. kan kan? Hahaha yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee............. ok bye bye awaaakkk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Cerita Lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pun dah tak pasti dah berapa lama aku dok bercuti kat rumah ni. Haha. Lagi 27 hari sebelum hari ITU :) Yay, tak sabar! Actually aku tgh nak menyiapkan satu komik (siri ke-2) Siri pertama dah siap masa Ulangtahun kelahiran kekasih saya.. Tak main lah abeskan gaji belanja dia pergi Genting. Effortless gila wei dapat ***** free dengan duit sendiri. Oh mungkin better dari dibayar sebelum2 ni kan. Hak Hak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaa...tersasul pulak. Sorry sayang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh yee.. Komik. Aku rase macam nak siapkan sekarang lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata ;)&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/3732665748525933277-7918393071234814816?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/7918393071234814816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=7918393071234814816&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7918393071234814816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7918393071234814816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-990036760913501184</id><published>2008-12-01T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T08:05:23.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Age passes by and maturity is improving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I decided to draft my previous entries on the blogging issue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, so many things are happening and it’s all scary and exciting! Running on emotional overdrive and it's exhilarating. I'm high on life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherrious people! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why like dat one. I very sad leh. Haiyahhhh no gold medal, no one million lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/3732665748525933277-990036760913501184?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/990036760913501184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=990036760913501184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/990036760913501184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/990036760913501184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/12/age-passes-by-and-maturity-is-improving.html' title='Age passes by and maturity is improving'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-7523825597040610965</id><published>2008-11-16T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:51:50.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and these past few months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pheuuww... settle dah semua kerja-kerja aku untuk semester ni. Gila penat boleh? Hm.. tak sangka abes jugak semester ni. Semester yang tough sangat. Alhamdullilah everything's fine. Tinggal satu lagi paper History this Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih di kampus. Menghabiskan sisa hari di sini sebelum hari selasa. Yeah, malam selasa ada fesyen show. Seriously, m not really interested with modelling. Semua sebab.. semua sebab..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Duit ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yela.. before ni aku banyak tolong budak2 fesyen tanpa bayaran tau tambah lagi kawan-kawan aku sendiri. Tapi apakan daya, pengalaman mematangkan kita. Start daripada aku tahun pertama kat sini lagi aku dah cam dapat pengalaman cam *****. Tapi takpe, seb baik aku cool dan comel dan baik hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah la. Nanti sambung. Nak main Saidina =)&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/3732665748525933277-7523825597040610965?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/7523825597040610965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=7523825597040610965&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7523825597040610965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7523825597040610965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/11/about-today.html' title='About today'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-4279355341127679942</id><published>2008-11-07T01:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T01:14:33.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There is only love; everything else is our resistance to it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Terces Engelhart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-4279355341127679942?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/4279355341127679942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=4279355341127679942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/4279355341127679942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/4279355341127679942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/11/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-3254515686809402386</id><published>2008-11-06T08:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:27:10.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Effortless nak mampos !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sakit Hattiiiiiiii....!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hmm.. chill sara! Hehe.. semalam aku ke studio fesyen fitting for final design.. Aku fitting baju 3 4 org designer jgak lah.. Try punya try punya try sampai last designer tu yang tersangat sangat tergedik-gedik nak pakai aku untuk fitting baju dia.. Fine, kesian tgk muka desperate dia tu, so aku tolong la pakai tanpa meminta apa-apa bayaran.. FREE okey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hmm.. cam rase nak marah lagi je &gt;:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pastu boley plak lecturer benti makan plak. Tak kisah lah kan maybe diorang lapar kot.. HMm yang tak puas ati tu..boley plak si designer tu tinggal aku sorang-sorang macam org bodoh ! Hello, im ur model.. jgn la buat aku cam ape plak tunggu ko kat studio dengan baju ko..dah la sexy, tak kisah lah tapi yang nampak janggal bila aku pakai macam tu n duk dlm class. Gila bodoh oke..Dah la aku dah tolong.. haih.. sangat tak mengenang budi !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hmm.. mampos la diorang nak cakap aku ape ke, dan dengan pantasnye aku gi fitting room tukar baju aku balik n tinggal baju dia ngan heel dia kat situ. Hahaha seronok! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sorry ar pasni aku tanak tlg ko dah..! weekk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;futnot : diploma show 18th Nov ni aku taknak pakai design ko! Benci..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-3254515686809402386?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/3254515686809402386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=3254515686809402386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3254515686809402386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3254515686809402386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/11/effortless-nak-mampos_06.html' title='Effortless nak mampos !'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-6683607798107853382</id><published>2008-10-27T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T02:09:11.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him :Baby..i kat kedai komputer lagi ni, malam ni my mum buat spagethi. Nak nasi grg cina jgak ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Emm..tapi i teringin nak makan nasi goreng tu :c tapi takpe la takyah beli..makan spageti je..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : Baby..I tnye ni, tapi kalau nak jugak, i beli je la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Emmm.. taknak lah. Taknak makan apa-apa pun ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : Ok da tau da jwpn dier..Huhu tunggu jap ek..kang i sampai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Futnot : He really think that i am strange and have unpredictable decisions but still love me more;)&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/3732665748525933277-6683607798107853382?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/6683607798107853382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=6683607798107853382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6683607798107853382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6683607798107853382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/10/silly-me.html' title='Silly me.'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-1919827166020572938</id><published>2008-10-22T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T01:34:25.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Dabel D =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SP7k3IfnODI/AAAAAAAAANc/ALfVgvULQKU/s1600-h/n752557714_1468575_5877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SP7k3IfnODI/AAAAAAAAANc/ALfVgvULQKU/s200/n752557714_1468575_5877.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259893050639333426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sila klik untuk besarkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni adalah saya. Comel tak ? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ni adalah a piece of my illustrator asgment. Sangat menyakitkan hati.  Akan di submit pada 30 okt. Yay! aku pening kepala lagi.&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/3732665748525933277-1919827166020572938?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/1919827166020572938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=1919827166020572938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/1919827166020572938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/1919827166020572938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/10/thanks-dabel-d.html' title='Thanks Dabel D =)'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SP7k3IfnODI/AAAAAAAAANc/ALfVgvULQKU/s72-c/n752557714_1468575_5877.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-668050181672432283</id><published>2008-10-21T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:10:19.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic and Fatique</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;woohoo.. sangat bz these past few days. Sangat sangat sampai takde masa nak bukak tenet pun nak stalk org. hahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dua hari lepas aku bz sangat satu hari dengan photoshoot. Ya Allah penat nye aku  dari tgh hari sampai malam berapa banyak baju aku kena  pakai. . Nasib baik dapat duit =) Tak sabar nak tunggu fesyen show akan datang kat stadium Ipoh, cari duit beb! Hoo yay! Hm nanti dah dapat gambar tu saya upload bagi awak semua yeh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ahaha kelakar benar aku dengan perangai budak pompuan tak abes study tu. Gila cetek pemikiran. rendah dan kecil dan kurus. Sekurus papan lapis nya dia. aku baru 2o la wei. So aku ada masa lagi nak jadi kebudak budakan. Ape lah.huhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ye.. setahun. Setahun ni macam dugaan dan cabaran yang datang dalam hidup kami. err.. i mean me n someone. Cubaan untuk merosakkan hubungan kami. Tak guna punya budak kering. Nasib baik kitorang kuat. Kitorang anggap itu mcm angin je. Datang, melintas dan hilang macam tu je. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(doa sesuatu...) Tak kemana je dia tu.. pasni ngan sape plak kan. dasar *****..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-668050181672432283?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/668050181672432283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=668050181672432283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/668050181672432283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/668050181672432283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/10/hectic-and-fatique.html' title='Hectic and Fatique'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-1908650964731417308</id><published>2008-10-16T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T01:41:49.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malas Menaip Buat Masa sekarang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, I takkan percaya orang jahat, ye lah.. I kan naive.. huuu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SPb7olK4cZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/-yqrwhY-s4c/s1600-h/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257666289592725906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SPb7olK4cZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/-yqrwhY-s4c/s200/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SPb7o2QwqjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/HLe6XU3bRto/s1600-h/Image(460)+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257666294180784690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SPb7o2QwqjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/HLe6XU3bRto/s200/Image(460)+copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Landskap Painting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SPb7o8t4SeI/AAAAAAAAAM0/6am_xt9JtxI/s1600-h/Image(418)+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257666295913531874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SPb7o8t4SeI/AAAAAAAAAM0/6am_xt9JtxI/s200/Image(418)+copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Budak kecik yang comel kan? Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SPb7pfofNEI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Yf8avRdZWEo/s1600-h/Image(420)+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257666305286157378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SPb7pfofNEI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Yf8avRdZWEo/s200/Image(420)+copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Painting Pondan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SPb7pmw-OSI/AAAAAAAAANE/btjuPw7wjWw/s1600-h/Image(421)+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257666307200792866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SPb7pmw-OSI/AAAAAAAAANE/btjuPw7wjWw/s200/Image(421)+copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Minah Tudung Tepu &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257668704927290370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SPb91K_hFAI/AAAAAAAAANU/UFhYiIRPDZk/s200/Picture0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3732665748525933277-1908650964731417308?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/1908650964731417308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=1908650964731417308&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/1908650964731417308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/1908650964731417308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/10/malas-menaip-buat-masa-sekarang.html' title='Malas Menaip Buat Masa sekarang'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SPb7olK4cZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/-yqrwhY-s4c/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-8307135252477395810</id><published>2008-10-13T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T07:43:19.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hari ni aku rasa tak best sangat. Dah la sedang menstruasi. Stress tambah dengan kerja yang sangat banyak. Bukan sangat yang biasa. Tapi sangat-sangat banyak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawing- kanvas sebesar separuh pintu bilik..besar kan?&lt;br /&gt;Glass- kena potong kecik-kecik gila.&lt;br /&gt;Painting- pakai oil paint, lambat kering dan tentu lambat siap&lt;br /&gt;Printmaking - Ecthing besi, cantik dah siap sikit tapi nak kena buat lagi sikit.&lt;br /&gt;Sculpture- Lectrer asik cuti je.. Nasib baik dah siap dah.&lt;br /&gt;Timebased - Pakai Adobe illustrator, pening lah kepala tau tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerja banyak tapi aku sanggup curi masa sehari dua pergi ubati kebosanan orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tertekan nya rasa dengan gangguan cik kak mana tah. Aku tak tau apa masalah dia. Dah lah, kalau ikut kematangan aku, aku hanya akan cakap "dia memang bermasalah dan jangan layan dia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harini ada orang cakap fuck you kat aku. Dia tak pernah pun cepat marah macam harini. Aku memang rasa sedih sangat sampai rasa nak lari jauh jauh panjat langit duduk sorang-sorang atas sana.. Yelah dia dah nak ada kehidupan dia sendiri, sebab harini dia suka suka cakap ayat yang aku tak pernah expect kuar dari mulut dia.. Takpe lah, nak buat macam mana, pasni dia mesti dah tak susah-susah dengan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serik dan perempuan sangat memberi masalah.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harini presentation. AKu dapat markah lebih sebab pakai high heel dan kebaya.Haha kelakar kan. Itu je lah benda kelakar yang buat hari aku ceria sikit harini. Tambah lagi dapat duit raya dari lecturer sebab.. sebab aku comel =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sangat kecewa harini. Aku nak mintak maaf sebab aku ni kadang-kadang annoying gila. Tapi memang aku sedih sangat dan aku takde mood nak layan kawan-kawan dan buat kerja. Tapi aku kena jugak buat keja sebab nanti aku repeat plak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Futnot :  Aku nak terbang pegi langit boleh? &lt;--tak bleh blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-8307135252477395810?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/8307135252477395810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=8307135252477395810&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8307135252477395810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8307135252477395810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/10/pms.html' title='PMS'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-470278051268031637</id><published>2008-10-09T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:53:30.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reaching back and out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i did something really dumb today. every now and then i miss people from my past, so i'll look them up on myspace or whatever and try to see how they're doing, what they're up to, etc... well, i went so far back to visit the past that now my heart is heavy. old livejournals with old feelings, old online albums that accidentally got deleted (pictures gone forever!), old email addresses, old personalities,etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i'm such a creature of sentiment, to a fault. i find myself missing things i really shouldn't be missing. i look back at all the adventures i used to have and it makes me feel old and depressed.at least it makes me want to make new memories to replace the old ones. i'm getting better at reaching out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-470278051268031637?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/470278051268031637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=470278051268031637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/470278051268031637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/470278051268031637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/10/reaching-back-and-out.html' title='reaching back and out'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-6151531145126991110</id><published>2008-10-09T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:29:55.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no darkness too dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fall is finally creeping back in, and i'm beginning to feel more and more alive. ironically, i am also dealing with what is possibly the deepest and darkest thing that i've ever had to deal with in my whole life. i won't go into details for internet's sake but i will say that there is no way i'm letting this 'thing' ruin my fall. fall has been and always will be the most important time of the year for me and, if i can just get my homework/school schedule under wraps, i plan on maxing it out this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am excited for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bike rides, tea drinking, play counter strike, trips to the orchard, baking, craft times, sweaters, colored leaves, awesome playlists, day trips, quiet time, hoodies, outdoor games, long walks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what am i missing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am looking forward to a very flexible work schedule, finding more classes to take, and both relaxing/adventuring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-6151531145126991110?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/6151531145126991110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=6151531145126991110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6151531145126991110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6151531145126991110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-darkness-too-dark.html' title='no darkness too dark'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-7181488710032178099</id><published>2008-09-24T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T01:12:59.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what I am about to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A) Being a woman who "gets" certain things about a man that, in turn, gives me the ability to understand what a man is doing and why... and for I am to be the kind of woman in a relationship that will make him KNOW, with his FEELINGS and EMOTIONS, that he wants to be close and connected with me, and only me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Being a woman who just doesn't understand where he is coming from and why everything has to be so difficult... and sensing that he isn't "there with me"... and not having a man who "feels it" for me on an intense-passionate- gut-reaction-emotional-gotta-be-with-me-or-else kind of level. And after being so depressed of many things about our relationship that seems t0-not-work-out kinda’ thing, I am now, being convinced that he would do up for everything to turn back the score. So back then, he’s the one who are dealing with all the Super-boyfriend he is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am okay with that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-7181488710032178099?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/7181488710032178099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=7181488710032178099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7181488710032178099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7181488710032178099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-i-am-about-to-be.html' title='what I am about to be'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-3159212950222401467</id><published>2008-09-11T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T01:22:04.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more arguement please</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For you. ( You know who you are..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If youre not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?&lt;br /&gt;If youre not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?&lt;br /&gt;If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call&lt;br /&gt;If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never know what the future brings&lt;br /&gt;But I know you are here with me now&lt;br /&gt;Well make it through&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to run away but I cant take it, I dont understand&lt;br /&gt;If Im not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I dont need you then why am I crying on my bed?&lt;br /&gt;If I dont need you then why does your name resound in my head?&lt;br /&gt;If youre not for me then why does this distance maim my life?&lt;br /&gt;If youre not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why youre so far away&lt;br /&gt;But I know that this much is true&lt;br /&gt;Well make it through&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;br /&gt;And I wish that you could be the one I die with&lt;br /&gt;And I pray in youre the one I build my home with&lt;br /&gt;I hope I love you all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away&lt;br /&gt;And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today&lt;br /&gt;cause I love you, whether its wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;And though I cant be with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;And know my heart is by your side&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/3732665748525933277-3159212950222401467?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/3159212950222401467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=3159212950222401467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3159212950222401467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3159212950222401467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-more-arguement-please.html' title='No more arguement please'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-5075707586918450739</id><published>2008-09-08T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:41:39.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seronok</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 Minggu lagi sebelum final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-5075707586918450739?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/5075707586918450739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=5075707586918450739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5075707586918450739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5075707586918450739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/09/seronok.html' title='Seronok'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-2736048706824626894</id><published>2008-08-26T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T02:43:29.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting about the post, it just need some 'manner' instead of freedom of writing. She's jerk anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-2736048706824626894?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/2736048706824626894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=2736048706824626894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2736048706824626894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2736048706824626894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/08/heh.html' title='Heh'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-4838735197024520299</id><published>2008-08-24T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T01:56:52.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ehem ehem .. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SLEiDX6bMjI/AAAAAAAAAJI/quR1z7DG1Lw/s1600-h/remember+this.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SLEiDX6bMjI/AAAAAAAAAJI/quR1z7DG1Lw/s200/remember+this.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238005282962616882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-4838735197024520299?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/4838735197024520299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=4838735197024520299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/4838735197024520299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/4838735197024520299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/08/ehem-ehem-d.html' title='Ehem ehem .. :D'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SLEiDX6bMjI/AAAAAAAAAJI/quR1z7DG1Lw/s72-c/remember+this.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-283154583604418698</id><published>2008-08-12T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T02:10:40.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelas Drawing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tak memenatkan tapi agak membosankan sebab aku takde mood langsung nak buat keje kat studio. Lagi suka buat keje dalam bilik. Boleh baring-baring kalau penat. Boleh bancuh milo ngan makan cookies. Boleh pakai short pant je.  Boleh nyanyi nyanyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni merayap pegi jumpa Suraya kat studio part 6. Mengadu bergaduh dengan boyfren. Well, hey biasa lah kan. Aku pun selalu gaduh dengan monyet kesayangan aku tu. Ha Hahaa monyet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, next week cuti seminggu ! Saya mahu berjalan-jalan dengan kekasih tersayang. Saya mahu bawak dia pergi lake garden naik itik kayuh-kayuh. Saya mahu ajak dia pergi main pool. Saya mahu ajak dia pergi berenang renang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asgment banyak la. Drawing, painting, sculpture, illustraion dan macam macam lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih..&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/3732665748525933277-283154583604418698?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/283154583604418698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=283154583604418698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/283154583604418698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/283154583604418698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/08/kelas-drawing.html' title='Kelas Drawing'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-577389648466100</id><published>2008-08-06T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T00:34:35.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Futsal !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Art Festival 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hm ingatkan tak nak melibatkan diri dengan apa-apa benda sekali pun sebab.. err sebab this weekend lagi penting dari segalanya ;). Em em.. disebabkan kaki aku panjang untuk menyepak bola, badan aku tak gemuk untuk berlarian di gelanggang futsal, muka aku comel untuk menarik perhatian penyokong-penyokong futsal, maka dengan berat hatinya terpaksa lah aku mewakilkan diri untuk department aku.  So, game bermula pada jam 5pm. Lawan dengan lecturer lagi nok! Time ni lah aku nak balas dendam ha ha ha. Tapi rasanya lecturer yang banyak balas dendam kat aku. Dah la badan semua ala-ala mak orang, sekali rempuh haa bergolek aku atas padang. Sakit tau ;( Ingat main ragbi ke apa ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pancit gila boleh ! 1st half aku berusaha macam nak rak. Ye lahh, anak dara lagi boleh lah lari laju-laju.. Yang lecturer2 tu semua dah la kena bawak badan lagi, tak cukup nafas lagi. Haha.. Nasib baik team Kitorang memang. Menang la ! Walaupun memang penalti 2-1. Okay arr tu kan.. Sapa yang score kalau tak si kaki panjang, si badan kurus dan si muka comel ni hahaha.. Bangga sekejap bila ada photographer amatur kat fakulti mintak nak tangkap gambar aku.Bangga lagi bila student senior department aku memanggil manggil nama aku.. Fuhh. terasa macam sport star pulak.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik bilik. Badan sakit-sakit. Rasa nak demam pun ada. Ye la, dah lama tak bersukan. Dulu selalu la bersukan, berjogging, merajinkan diri training bila tournament silat dah nak dekat. Tu pun a weeks before. BUkan macam orang lain yang bila ada tournament ke takde ke tetap training. Haih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badan sakit.. Tu lahhh, tak warm up lagi. Paddaaaann laa muke.. Tengah merehatkan diri tiba-tiba dapat mms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addaaaa oooorraang tuuuu kaann.. dia hantar sms dekat saya. Gambar dia main bola sorang-sorang kat balkoni rumah dia.. Dia pun nak jugak :D Okay lah tu, sepatutnya awal-awal lagi dia ajar saya main bolaaa laa.. tgk, saya dah tercedera sebab tak pandai gelecek bola macam Ronaldiho dah haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanti jumpa weekend ni ajar I main bola okey sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni hari khamis. Masuk semi final. Seboleh-boleh nya semalam aku nak kalah sebab takyah masuk final. Sebab final hari Sabtu. Hari sabtu aku busy dengan yang tercinta :D Tapi tah la macam mana boleh aku ter score semalam kan. Ter menang pulak. Ter paksa lah main hari ni. Takpe nanti kalau masuk final, suruh sayang saya hantar saya balik kampus balik en en. Nak ke taknak ? Cakap nak cepattt...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) I is Miss you so much. I is wanna hug u. Kuat-kuat.  I issssss wanna kiss you. Muahh&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/3732665748525933277-577389648466100?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/577389648466100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=577389648466100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/577389648466100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/577389648466100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/08/futsal.html' title='Futsal !'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-5269502863034221243</id><published>2008-07-31T01:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T01:54:38.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 05 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kelas pertama untuk semester baru tahun kedua bermula seawal jam 8 pagi. Awal. Awal bagi aku yang sepanjang cuti 2 bulan di rumah terjaga dari tidur bila cahaya matahari dah masuk rumah ataupun paling tidak panggilan dan bunyi mesej di pagi hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara kena kuat!&lt;br /&gt;Sara kena ada matlamat!&lt;br /&gt;Sara kena bersemangat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi selama ni?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester ni aku jadi parasit (lagi) Tapi bezanya semester ni induk aku semua best. Satu bidang dan satu kelas. Cumanya masalah aku dengan mereka-mereka ni; bangun terlalu awal. Terpaksa la aku pun ikut bangun. Tapi tak menjadi masalah besar pun. Hari ni pun aku orang terakhir yang bangun. Terakhir bermakna bila seisi bilik dah ke bilik air dan orang pertama yang selesai mandi sampai ke bilik, baru aku bangun dari katil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenghari tadi jugak ada sorang kawan datang mengadu kat aku pasal boyfriend dia. Boyfriend dia ada pompuan lain yang digelar "sahabat" (katanya). Tapi bukan main nak menangkan sahabat dia tu sampai ketepikan rasa cemburu si girlfriend. Si boyfriend tu dah pinggirkan dia sebab semata-mata dia cemburukan hubungan si lelaki dengan sabahatnya tu. Sekarang ni dia dah digantung tak bertali. Dia disuruh si boyfriend jangan dicari lagi. Kesian. Sah-sah lah wei, kalau dia sayang kan takkan lah dia nak menangkan pompuan lain ye tak. Dia minta pendapat aku. Aku senang saja. Break up. Itu sahaja solution dia. Jalan terbaik.Tapi dia tak boleh. Nangis nangis dia cakap biarlah boyfriend dia ada pompuan lain pun. Dia tetap rasa boyfriend dia still ok padahal obvious sangat dah tak nak teruskan relation. Bodoh punya lelaki. Err.. jantan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu tahu apa beza lelaki dan jantan kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Learn to let go something good for something better. Ko tak payah fikir kebaikan dia or keburukan dia. Fikir, dia ada buat ko happy tak? Wei, everything happen for a reason la. Tuhan ambil something dari kau sebab dia nak gantikan sesuatu yang lebih baik. Ko tak payah nak hiraukan dia lah. Sama macam aku dulu, masa aku dengan ***y. Untill this very day i still carry the pain but i trained myself to ignore them. Aku ignore sampai satu masa tuhan gantikan dia dengan somebody yang lebih baik. Yang lebih buat aku happy. Yang aku rasa tuhan baik sangat sebab bagi aku dia. The best thing is cuba jaga sebaik mungkin. Tapi kalau aku jadi ko, aku break je hehe. Ye la, maybe personaliti kita berbeza kot. Aku taknak tunjukkan yang aku lemah. Aku nak tunjukkan yang kalau takde dia pun aku boleh hidup. Bla bla bla..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceramah pertama semester ini. Percuma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia dah balik bilik dia. Aku taktau la apa decision dia. Tapi tu lah, aku tak suka perempuan lembik yang terlalu harapkan lelaki ada dalam hidup dia walaupun terang terangan lelaki tu mainkan dia. Kalau nak setia sangat pun bertempat la kan. Takkan sampai nak dia pijak kepala kita. Aku punya pengalaman yang sama. Terserempak si kekasih berpegangan tangan dia kompleks membeli belah. Bila mata dia pandang mata aku, serta merta tangan dilepaskan dengan harapan aku tak perasan dan dengan harapan aku boleh sesenang cool. Tangan aku laju saje hantar mesej,"Fuck you" berserta smiley senyum. Dan itu jugak lah pengakhiran sebuah cerita fantasi dia seorang, bukan aku. Kumbang bukan seekor. Banyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan untuk mana-mana perempuan, kumbang banyak. Tapi jauhi kumbang aku. Atau mungkin kumbang aku tak mahu hinggap pada kamu. He he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulannya aku tak suka perempuan lembik. Girl, please. Be strong. Jangan cengeng sangat.&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/3732665748525933277-5269502863034221243?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/5269502863034221243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=5269502863034221243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5269502863034221243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5269502863034221243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-05-2008.html' title='July 05 2008'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-940307656038990770</id><published>2008-06-27T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T10:04:27.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"Sometimes I kiss her and wish that it was you I'm kissing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Sometimes I miss her and wish that it was you I'm missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Sometimes I hug her and wish that it was you I was hugging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;And I realize how much I'm bugging, I miss you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello, Im happy with mine now. Never happier in my entire life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont need you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-940307656038990770?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/940307656038990770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=940307656038990770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/940307656038990770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/940307656038990770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmm.html' title='Hmm..'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-2152708735800407672</id><published>2008-06-27T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T03:36:05.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye rumah</title><content type='html'>Dah 2 bulan !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah nak masuk semester baru boring nye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah tak boleh nak bangun lambat.&lt;br /&gt;Dah tak boleh nak lepak lepak lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Dah tak boleh nak jalan-jalan.&lt;br /&gt;Dah tak boleh selalu dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dah kurus. Tidak! Kena gemuk balik sikit sebab kurus itu buruk sekali. Orang-orang kurus memang buruk sangat. My hunny baby pun tak suka si kurus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Julai 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa, sebolehnye tolong la perlahan kan sikit perjalanan kamu ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-2152708735800407672?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/2152708735800407672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=2152708735800407672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2152708735800407672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2152708735800407672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/06/bye-bye-rumah.html' title='Bye Bye rumah'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-8519849005856946258</id><published>2008-05-30T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T03:28:30.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE UNCOMFORTABLE SURVEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lets see if  I can get through it. Sure I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortest relationship?:&lt;br /&gt;err. i did date someone that only went on for 3 weeks. eheh. does that count as a relationship? if not, then, 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longest relationship?:&lt;br /&gt;almost 2 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many boyfriends/girlfriends have told you that they love you?:&lt;br /&gt;3 out of 4, but then, i don't think half of them knew what love really is, nor did they mean it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought that you were going to marry the person you were with?:&lt;br /&gt;i'm a hopeless romantic,.. so yeah, i suppose i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever made a boyfriend or girlfriend cry?&lt;br /&gt;not that i wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happier single or in a relationship?:&lt;br /&gt;it really depends on the circumstances. i have experienced being both happy and miserable while i was single, and i have been both happy and unhappy in a relationship before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been cheated on?:&lt;br /&gt;not that i know of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite thing about the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;for some weird reason, guys make great friends. good company, great listener, among others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken someone's heart?:&lt;br /&gt;yeah, apparently i'm like this evil witch from hell who preys on innocent saints whose love for me is always pure and true. i'm aaaaaaaalll bad and them guys are aaaaalllllll good. still feeling sorry for yourself? here's a thought -- go jack off in hell before you slowly die of dehydration from all that crying and jacking off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to any of your exes?:&lt;br /&gt;most of them are on good terms with me, but we don't keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that you are a good boyfriend or girlfriend?:&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't know actually, he's the only one who can be the judge of that i suppose. gee i hope i am, i try to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you dated people who were not good to you?:&lt;br /&gt;yes i have, and i thank god for finally giving me the strength to leave. funny how i am now being condemned for liberarting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been in an abusive relationship?&lt;br /&gt;emotionally abusive, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dated someone older than you?:&lt;br /&gt;3 out of 4 of them were. including the one now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Younger?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?&lt;br /&gt;it really depends on what happened,.. and a whole lot of other circumstances. but then people are always given so many chances, yet they blow every one of them cos they take their partners for granted, and then regret it. i sometimes don't see the point in second chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever dated two people at once?:&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'd want to get myself into something as complicated as that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been given an engagement ring?&lt;br /&gt;no.. god had His own ways of saving me HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;yes, i would love to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have something to say to any of your exes?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i think i already did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever stolen someone's boyfriend or girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;i don't think so. love happens at free will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever liked someone else's boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;ofcourse! hotties are always taken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does heartbreak really feel as bad as it sounds?:&lt;br /&gt;probably worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;never happier in my entire life!&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/3732665748525933277-8519849005856946258?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/8519849005856946258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=8519849005856946258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8519849005856946258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8519849005856946258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/05/uncomfortable-survey.html' title='THE UNCOMFORTABLE SURVEY'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-4867012404351377953</id><published>2008-05-30T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T03:27:31.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coolest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;27/5/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my daddy's birthday. I sent him a message and called him last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Happy birthday! I love you! so, what do you wish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy : Thanks my notty girl. I love you too. Wish ? I want to be more kaya !  So that i can spend more for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : I know. Thats why i call you. So tomorrow could please bank in some money for me. Hehe Im running our of crdt. Tukar maxis lah. Good Nite !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy : Haha..workhard, dont ever left behind. Good nite honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday ! You're the coolest daddy in the world =)&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/3732665748525933277-4867012404351377953?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/4867012404351377953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=4867012404351377953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/4867012404351377953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/4867012404351377953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/05/coolest.html' title='The Coolest!'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-6691440300189820275</id><published>2008-05-27T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T05:57:58.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bye Malaysia!</title><content type='html'>Gonna miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-6691440300189820275?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/6691440300189820275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=6691440300189820275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6691440300189820275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6691440300189820275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-bye-malaysia.html' title='Good Bye Malaysia!'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-1883987156769616267</id><published>2008-05-18T01:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T01:28:17.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Odisi kita ke Penang ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14 May 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni saya rasa sangat-sangat happy sebab saya berjaya lakukan apa yang saya nak sangat buat dari dulu. Lagi, bersama dengan orang yang saya sangat sayang hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Perjalanan panjang yang sangat menerujakan. Train yang tak sejuk sangat tak best lah. Tapi perjalananan selama lebih 9jam tu saya rasa macam sekejap sangat je :( Breakfast di Butterworth dan hirup angin pagi Penang ;) Lain kali sayang kita pergi lagi ok :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-1883987156769616267?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/1883987156769616267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=1883987156769616267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/1883987156769616267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/1883987156769616267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/05/odisi-kita-ke-penang.html' title='Odisi kita ke Penang ;-)'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-6490505479893546298</id><published>2008-05-10T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T21:51:10.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Sub</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kalau korang orang orang yang aku kenal terserempak dengan aku dan aku dah tak melayan korang macam dulu, maknanya tu aku dah tak suka korang. Aku dah penat jadi peramah dan bosan untuk buat lawak menggembirakan hati korang. Korang sila jangan jadi hipokrit sangat sebab aku dah meluat. Aku pun tak nak jadi hipokrit. Oleh itu jangan terkejut kalau aku dah tak senyum selebar dulu dan aksi-aksi comel aku buat lawak sudah tiada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ialah masa untuk aku habiskan bersama orang-orang yang aku suka sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berambus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-6490505479893546298?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/6490505479893546298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=6490505479893546298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6490505479893546298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6490505479893546298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-sub.html' title='No Sub'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-6479113774212444736</id><published>2008-05-10T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T07:24:08.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attension</title><content type='html'>Temporaryly close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am concentrating on my vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-6479113774212444736?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/6479113774212444736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=6479113774212444736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6479113774212444736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6479113774212444736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/05/attension.html' title='Attension'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-6548217258527998929</id><published>2008-05-02T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T10:41:22.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See, Ikan yang comel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBtSMZse3WI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Ts0O7_TdFvs/s1600-h/DSC_0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBtSMZse3WI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Ts0O7_TdFvs/s200/DSC_0577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195836968111365474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-6548217258527998929?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/6548217258527998929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=6548217258527998929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6548217258527998929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6548217258527998929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/05/see-ikan-yang-comel.html' title='See, Ikan yang comel'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBtSMZse3WI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Ts0O7_TdFvs/s72-c/DSC_0577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-1701478764739653973</id><published>2008-05-02T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T10:37:58.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saya rindu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saya rindu famili saya&lt;br /&gt;Sini sunyi dan busy dengan kerja-kerja saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu rumah saya&lt;br /&gt;Sini ade katil, locker ngan meja study je&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu bilik saya&lt;br /&gt;Bilik sini sempit dan bersepah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu sofa rumah saya&lt;br /&gt;Kerusi meja study saya keras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu tv rumah saya&lt;br /&gt;Sini kalau nak tengok tv kena tengok ramai-ramai. Kadang-kadang berebut chanel. Sebab tu sepanjang semester ni saya tak pernah pergi ke bilik tv. Baik tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rindu peti ais rumah saya yang banyak makanan&lt;br /&gt;Di sini saya selalu lapar malam-malam makan meggi je dengan roti je&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lambatnya 5 may ;(&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/3732665748525933277-1701478764739653973?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/1701478764739653973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=1701478764739653973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/1701478764739653973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/1701478764739653973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/05/saya-rindu.html' title='Saya rindu'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-1238043428836837928</id><published>2008-04-29T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:55:18.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minggu yang Letih. Bye Bye Kampus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself ;)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBds7Jse3MI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1ZProWuRKQw/s1600-h/DSC_0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBds7Jse3MI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1ZProWuRKQw/s200/DSC_0574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194740458665729218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam sebelum accessment work-work aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBdtWJse3RI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Jsr4fBbrb3I/s1600-h/blog5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBdtWJse3RI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Jsr4fBbrb3I/s200/blog5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194740922522197266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shoes-Paling suka putih converseku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBdtWZse3SI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DN0yi33iNR4/s1600-h/blog6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBdtWZse3SI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DN0yi33iNR4/s200/blog6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194740926817164578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lorong Gelap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBdtWpse3TI/AAAAAAAAAIE/apNZ649Jthw/s1600-h/blog7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBdtWpse3TI/AAAAAAAAAIE/apNZ649Jthw/s200/blog7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194740931112131890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haih Rindu lah nanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBdtW5se3UI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wWkEA79e8ic/s1600-h/blog8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBdtW5se3UI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wWkEA79e8ic/s200/blog8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194740935407099202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See, sesat! My adorable between Sharir and Akim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBdtXJse3VI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nCR0Qfwl7bA/s1600-h/my+adorable+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBdtXJse3VI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nCR0Qfwl7bA/s200/my+adorable+copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194740939702066514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Art NiTe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBds7Zse3NI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mYXSdvIlGmE/s1600-h/blog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBds7Zse3NI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mYXSdvIlGmE/s200/blog1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194740462960696530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Studio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBds7pse3OI/AAAAAAAAAHc/uzQNv5wxCiU/s1600-h/blog2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBds7pse3OI/AAAAAAAAAHc/uzQNv5wxCiU/s200/blog2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194740467255663842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Classmate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBds8Jse3PI/AAAAAAAAAHk/WVDcdPRC-Ts/s1600-h/blog3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBds8Jse3PI/AAAAAAAAAHk/WVDcdPRC-Ts/s200/blog3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194740475845598450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My work, Bed and Suppppyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBds8Jse3QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2kXZrlfEM18/s1600-h/blog4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBds8Jse3QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2kXZrlfEM18/s200/blog4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194740475845598466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu sahaja. Aku sudah malas mahu menaip buat masa sekarang. Kerja masih banyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-1238043428836837928?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/1238043428836837928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=1238043428836837928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/1238043428836837928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/1238043428836837928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/04/minggu-yang-letih-bye-bye-kampus.html' title='Minggu yang Letih. Bye Bye Kampus'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SBds7Jse3MI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1ZProWuRKQw/s72-c/DSC_0574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-6086971998541281884</id><published>2008-04-27T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T06:58:25.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lain kali</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku baru bangun tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.43pm. Aku tahu dah hampir separuh hari Isnin baru aku mula buka mata. Ada 3 lagi accessment untuk work-work aku. 30 April, 2 May dan 5may. Juga kertas terakhir pada 11May sebelum aku mula bercuti panjang. Hip hip hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam tengahari aku keluar memberi barang-barang untuk esemen Interior Architecture Department. Pergi dengan sepupuku Ela. Beli di Air Tawar di mana jarak dari kampus aku ke tempat tu adalah lebih kurang 25km (kot). Sampai je tempat tu, kedai kusyen tutup. Kusyen untuk esemen Furniture Design. Watta hell? Lupa semalam hari Ahad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua kedai tutup boleh?! Kedai Cina je lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu aku patah balik ke kampus dan pergi ke Artistry yang berdekatan dengan kampus aku. Nasib baik bukak. Memang sudah dijangkakan akan buka walaupun hari Ahad. Biasa la orang melayu. Ahad pun dia kira apa. Janji duit. Melayu sekarang dah tak malas lagi. Bertungkus lumus diorang cari duit walaupun hari Ahad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa kata melayu lupa? Melayu mudah lupa tu adalah hidup dalam zaman pemerintahan Tun Mahathir dulu. Bila Tun Mahathir dah letak jawatan dan orang lain ambik alih jawatan beliau, baru lah Melayu mula sedar yang keistimewaan diorang(kita) sebagai orang melayu mula akan di"anaktiri"kan. Abaikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu, pergi ke kedai yang bersebelahan dengan UTP. Jeng jeng jeng! Tayar kereta pecah di tepi jalan. Panas tak ingat ok semalam. Spare tyre ada, jet ada, spanar ada, semua adalah. Tapi malangnya aku memang tak tahu lansung nak tukar tayar kereta. Nak guna jet pun aku tak reti lansung. Menyesalnya tak belajar. Dulu kalau kereta ayah tayar pecah, ayah akan tukar dan aku tunggu tepi je. At last, aku telefon classmate aku yang gagah perkasa sikit (sebab kawan-kawan lelaki aku ramai yang lembut lembik dan sebagainya) datang dan tolong tukar tayar. Lepas tu kena belanja diorang makan. Nasib baik ada kawan-kawan kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih moral : Lain kali belajar tukar tayar sendiri (Tapi nampak semalam macam susah je nak tukar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4.44pm. Aku tak mandi lagi tapi dah cuci muka dan gosok gigi. Buat milo dan minum. Tu lah breakfast, lunch dan tea time aku untuk hari ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buka Microsoft Word. Sekarang tengah buat journal untuk subjek printmaking dan sculpture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Damien Rice - I Remember sedang berkumandang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nah, tak makan lagi kan? &lt;/span&gt;" (Sambil hulurkan nasi goreng ada 2 ketul hotdog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambung buat journal aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang pukul 8.32pm. Aku baru lepas mandi. Lepas mandi, aku pandang cermin tiba-tiba aku nangis. Aku tau aku nangis sebab aku tensen. Sebab aku sakit hati. Sebab aku rasa aku perlu kuat dengan decision aku. Aku menangis sebab aku dah letih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambung kerja.&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/3732665748525933277-6086971998541281884?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/6086971998541281884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=6086971998541281884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6086971998541281884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6086971998541281884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/04/lain-kali.html' title='Lain kali'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-5056557230587075210</id><published>2008-04-27T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:37:13.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Or you want me to translate this in any language?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;About Me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not complicated, although I'd like you to think I am. Blog bercampur bahasa. Cuba bereksperimentasi dengan Bahasa Malaysia dan Bahasa Inggeris. Blog ini ditulis berdasarkan apa yang saya fikir atau rasakan. Tiada unsur-unsur fitnah dan hasad dengki di sini. Kalau kamu seorang yang sensitif dan tidak cukup kuat untuk menerima kenyataan, sila lah jangan berani ambil risiko untuk mengguris hati sendiri dengan membaca tulisan-tulisan saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trimas ;)&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/3732665748525933277-5056557230587075210?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/5056557230587075210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=5056557230587075210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5056557230587075210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5056557230587075210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/04/or-you-want-me-to-translate-this-in-any.html' title='Or you want me to translate this in any language?'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-6971775298732920459</id><published>2008-04-22T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T13:03:28.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chelsea anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tentang aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punya abang. Bongsu dan satu-satunya anak perempuan dalam keluarga.Sedikit sebanyak mempengaruhi hidup aku yang selalu dimanjakan dan dituruti setiap apa yang dimahukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tahu kadang-kadang aku ni agak melampau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marah si adorable dan off handphone sekejap sebab dia sokong Liverpool dari sokong Chelsea walaupun dia peminat setia Manchester United (Fuck Ok?) Marah sebab bila aku call dan paksa dia cakap "I SOKONG CHELSEA SEBAB I SAYANG SARA! FUCK LIVERPOOL!" kuat-kuat. Dia tahu aku die hard fan Chelsea. Saya ada jersey Chelsea okaaayy hehe. Aku marah sebab dia taknak ikut cakap aku. Actually, aku nak kan hiburan dari dia sebab aku tension dengan work-work aku kat UTAN ni. Aku marah dia sanga sangat sebab dia tak cakap apa yang aku suruh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tahu aku gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku off handphone(sekejap) Lepas tu on balik dan 2 mesej masuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senyum. Tak puas hati. Terus keras kepala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Syg 2nd team I liverpool lah.. Kalau Chelsea vs Man Utd, you nak pilih siapa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Syg, I dah odw pergi tgk bola ni."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senyap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengok handphone. Takde msg pun. Tiba-tiba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Liverpool 1 Chelsea 0. Huhu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What should I care ! Go to hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What the hell is goin on ? Hahaha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Go and fuck with ur liverpool team !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ok syg, I sokong Chelsea ye.. I g tgk ngan aqim jek..siap kene gelak, baru habis 1st half"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku senyum meleret. That's why I love him. He's so sweet. So smooth. So cool.  Dan makin lama dia makin faham aku sebab aku tahu tak ramai yang mampu memahami "kegilaan" aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tak tahu lah sampai bila dia mampu memahami aku. Aku selalu sedar yang aku tak patut buat macam tu. Tapi tu lah aku. Take it or leave it. Wah statement berani uols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku hangin  pasal team bola je. Tak ke gila? Oh mungkin aku masih "budak" haha. Whatever u say, Im happy being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang-kadang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih.&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/3732665748525933277-6971775298732920459?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/6971775298732920459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=6971775298732920459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6971775298732920459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6971775298732920459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/04/chelsea-anyone.html' title='Chelsea anyone?'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-7611830178662382915</id><published>2008-04-22T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T13:16:39.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku baru siapkan painting aku. Cantik sangat ok! Haha but seriously, tak sangka yang itu adalah hasil tangan aku sendiri hehe. Submit esok. Tadi paper English. Ok lah, boleh je siap keluar awal lagi nok. Macam mane ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received msg from my bro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dia: Fuck !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aku :what's up?! Tiba-tiba je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dia :Boleh bayangkan tak rasa sakit putus cinta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh...Sudah...silap orang la dia tanya aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aku :Finally :) Putus cinta memang best. I have already advice u that u must be careful. U chose, u have to face it. That's normal ok. We're still with u no matter what..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dia: Bastard!! Love suxs so much!! Aku dah taknak dah! Sampai bila-bila!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aku: Cool down. Pegi semayang bagi sejuk sikit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aku dah taknak dah! Sampai bila-bila!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku nak simpan mesej tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya, mula-mula aku rasa sedikit bersalah sebab aku pernah gaduh dengan abang aku pasal that girl dan dia menangkan gadis itu daripada menangkan aku &gt;:( Aku ada sebab kenapa aku tak setuju dan tak perlu lah aku nyatakan di sini sebab-sebabnya. At last jadi macam ni, so aku rasa bukan salah aku bencikan dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aku : Jangan buat benda bodoh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Evrything happen for a reason.. Sorry.. Nite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/3732665748525933277-7611830178662382915?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/7611830178662382915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=7611830178662382915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7611830178662382915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7611830178662382915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/04/tonite.html' title='Tonite'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-9011875928065839708</id><published>2008-04-22T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T13:06:02.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aww..How sensitive u are?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ym :Kiddonames4r4h@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;Registered : 2003 (kot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kid that time ;) Still, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, saya punya silent reader okeeeeeeyyy.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puh-leasee.....! Im better than you i know that. I am 20 y/0. Hot diggity damn. You know who u are when u were 20?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeuww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah ! So full of urself arent ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan blog ni tiada cerita-cerita tentang social life aku yang sudah muak aku lalui yang biasa nya dilalui kebanyakkan perempuan pada usia yang agak ehem ehem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teruskan menyedapkan hati sendiri dengan cerita-cerita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so funny when u mention that________________ bla bla bla.. saya tak habis baca pun. Tak berminat dengan orang yang tengok cerita melayu di petang hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Sangat kelakar kerana bekerja keras untuk membuktikan kebahagian sendiri. Mudah-mudahan impian tu tercapai laa.. Bukan dalam tulisan je semata-mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ok ok.. Harus berhenti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HikHik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck Baby ;) (You know who u are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wan to samak my page nemore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats so fatique&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/3732665748525933277-9011875928065839708?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/9011875928065839708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=9011875928065839708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/9011875928065839708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/9011875928065839708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/04/awwhow-sensitive-u-are.html' title='Aww..How sensitive u are?'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-5839794859117418169</id><published>2008-04-19T02:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T03:56:52.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kesian lah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Laptop yang sudah beroperasi selama 5 hari berturut-turut.Tidak puas hati kalau kamu dibuang terus dalam hidupnya? Oh atau mungkin kamu lupa tentang bekas parut yang kamu tinggalkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami bukan anti teknologi, kami punya blog, kami baca blog (termasuk yang kamu punya) Hak kamu mahu menulis tapi tu lah..Saya tak peduli. Blog kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, jangan jadi macam conversation yang di bawah ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3:04] X: patung-patung spongebob yang sara bagi pun X simpan lg&lt;br /&gt;[3:05] X: gambo kena koyak separuh tu pun ada lagi&lt;br /&gt;[3:05] X: tak malu dah bagi kat orang amik balik&lt;br /&gt;[3:27] X: lama tak jumpa sara...&lt;br /&gt;[3:27] s4r4h: xnak jumpa...&lt;br /&gt;[3:27] s4r4h: hek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[3:27] s4r4h: kalau jumpa pun nak bagi tangan X berkecai je padan muka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[3:28] Meebo Message: you went offline&lt;br /&gt;[3:28] Meebo Message: you came online&lt;br /&gt;[3:28] s4r4h: dc plak...&lt;br /&gt;[3:28] s4r4h: haih&lt;br /&gt;[3:29] X: nak bagi berkecai tangan orang??&lt;br /&gt;[3:29] X: kira marah lagi la tu kat X&lt;br /&gt;[3:29] X: takmo jumpa la... takut&lt;br /&gt;[3:29] s4r4h: hurm..&lt;br /&gt;[3:30] s4r4h: asal ym arini?&lt;br /&gt;[3:33] X: banyak hari dah rasa nak ym&lt;br /&gt;[3:33] X: tapi rasa macam sara benci kat X&lt;br /&gt;[3:34] Meebo Message: you went offline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, kamu menyakiti saya lebih dari apa yang kamu rasakan. Tak mungkin saya akan benarkan kamu masuk ke dalam hidup saya kembali dan siapa kata saya sudah maafkan kamu? Sedangkan nabi ampunkan umat? Maaf, aku tak semulia nabi-nabi kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa peduli ? &lt;a href="http://akutakpeduli.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aku tak peduli&lt;/a&gt; pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Kalau lah blog ini diambil kira sebagai tambahan markah untuk asgment painting saya, dah tentu saya dapat lebih markah ! ehehe sebabnya masa saya banyak dihabiskan mengadap tingkap bilik ini sambil memandang monitor dari membuat painting. Ups harus berhenti ! Accessment Rabu ini. TIdakkk!!&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/3732665748525933277-5839794859117418169?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/5839794859117418169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=5839794859117418169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5839794859117418169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5839794859117418169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/04/kesian-lah.html' title='Kesian lah..'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-5306452476391932982</id><published>2008-04-19T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T04:59:14.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My other weary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once when I talked actively, but then it was a disaster. I've found my self shutting down, and being told to be good girl by not talking so much in the same way for complaining, because somehow they’ve said that I didn't see the perspective and too naive to see things right. It's been a very tough decision for me and took me several days to debate with my own self. I was confused between shares for the sake of truth of keeps it up for my long term "security tenure". By the end, I choose to follow this way, and indeed, it works. Less I talk, then less people knew what I am thinking off and guess you’re right, it’s much better for my own comfort (I knew this is wrong) but under my consciousness, assuming the condition whereas people in our world are talking in each other back (I realized you already knew this) I think this is the best way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much about theory of relativity, I can't make a rational budget, I don't even start to make my own assgment, it will took me centuries to do that within the today’s condition.  I'm never underestimate my self of my ability (it just the matter of time, guess I’m trying to be positive here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like me, is not looking for anything, I have nothing to loose. I just want everything start well and end well. You offered me many times to feel free to talk to you, but I didn't see that it would makes any differences so I just kept it to my self, but since I'm going, I think you should knew by the end what's on my mind. I am truly disappointed above all, I'm not perfect, but the best I get by involved with all of you in this world is that I've learnt a lot from the mistakes that you are all made. I do have more mistakes, but these become my weakness to take a lesson learnt and look inside me to reflect, I have my high pride to do so. The difference between all of us in this life is just the motivation, some of us work for money, but some of the other really works for living. I am disappointed, that's true...that's why I am standing this way. Sure, there'll comes a day when I'm speaking up to be heard, but I guess that place is not here among all of you, we're not talking in the same language here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never loose my hope to you. I'm not critics (that's out of my league), I just want to describe you the facts from my perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ignore this creepy massage if you didn't think so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-5306452476391932982?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/5306452476391932982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=5306452476391932982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5306452476391932982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5306452476391932982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-other-weary.html' title='My other weary...'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-4180386930750695068</id><published>2008-04-18T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T03:55:30.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cari Publisiti letak gambar aku mula-mula sekali ngiaahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAmdxq95j1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/oljSIB3oIkw/s1600-h/hohohoh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAmdxq95j1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/oljSIB3oIkw/s200/hohohoh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190853522194272082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Myself ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAmcBK95jxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OsykjORzb60/s1600-h/aku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAmcBK95jxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/OsykjORzb60/s200/aku.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190851589458988818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Captured by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAmcBK95jyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YI-5SUQWyms/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAmcBK95jyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YI-5SUQWyms/s200/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190851589458988834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAmdxq95j0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/aR8M1wxQHoI/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAmdxq95j0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/aR8M1wxQHoI/s200/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190853522194272066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAmcBa95jzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LkbaS5qsfpY/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAmcBa95jzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LkbaS5qsfpY/s200/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190851593753956146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;11 April 2008&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Sayang yang ke-.....! (sorry lambat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAmfhRcllKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3akgmQlad18/s1600-h/126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAmfhRcllKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3akgmQlad18/s200/126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190855439489012898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*similar cupcakes. Semua orang makan sampai habis tak sempat snap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered those cupcakes from &lt;a href="http://shaliastreats.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theme : Football Mad Nation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedap kan? ;) Comel jee..Lebih sedap dari Cuppacakes wondermilk kan ehehe Nanti kita order lagi eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewat seminggu but still tak cukup sebulan so let celebrate yours until 11May2008 hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huu.. Saya doakan kamu gembira selalu&lt;br /&gt;Senyum 24jam&lt;br /&gt;Kesihatan yang baik&lt;br /&gt;Masa depan yang cerah&lt;br /&gt;Kehidupan yang tenang&lt;br /&gt;Hati yang kuat&lt;br /&gt;Jiwa yang bersih&lt;br /&gt;Kena selalu kuat ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is love you so much!&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/3732665748525933277-4180386930750695068?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/4180386930750695068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=4180386930750695068&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/4180386930750695068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/4180386930750695068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-2008.html' title='April 2008'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAmdxq95j1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/oljSIB3oIkw/s72-c/hohohoh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-6867111485523687609</id><published>2008-04-18T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T09:07:29.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untuk siapa siapa aja</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let bygone be bygone.  Saya ialah berumur 20tahun. Ye betul! sangat muda kalau mahu dibandingkan dengan cik.  Cuba imbas kembali cik  semasa berumur 20tahun dulu dan kita berdiri sama-sama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak suka cakap besar tapi kadang-kadang tak dapat nak mengawal diri sendiri dari terpaksa. Hmmm =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually saya tak mahu menulis perihal re-la-ti-on-sheep dalam blog ini. Malas mahu menyamak page ni sebab tahu tahu lah kan Malaysia ni dah pesat membangun, tanah pasir pun dah susah nak cari. Macam mana mahu samak nanti? Tak perlu memnyusahkan diri memasuki dan menembusi pasaran kehidupan saya atau kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooopps...! Sorry, too much pulak saya ni ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam malam hari tu di kala kami sedang.... oppps! Hahha sedang tengok bola lah~ Man Utd vs Arsenal (kot). Kami memang sama-sama suka tengok bola ;) Bahagia kan? Ye, saya akan cuba selalu bahagiakan dia walaupun saya tak berjanji sebab promises are made to be broken ye dak? Yela nanti kalau selalu bagi dia sedih nanti dia merajuk, dia manja dan baik sangat. Macam alyaa, aydeen, afsyar ngan atilia. Manja macam pakcik dia jugak ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teknologi ni memang macam bangsat kadang-kadang ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Saya tahu lagi adab-adab menjaga hati orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan saya harap ini adalah entri terakhir berkaitan negative relation-sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih cik. Sayang cik muah muah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work saya bertimbun mahu disiapkan. Painting !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-6867111485523687609?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/6867111485523687609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=6867111485523687609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6867111485523687609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6867111485523687609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/04/untuk-siapa-siapa-aja.html' title='Untuk siapa siapa aja'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-8997040919529330484</id><published>2008-04-08T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T00:33:17.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>I am learning to love you more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-8997040919529330484?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/8997040919529330484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=8997040919529330484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8997040919529330484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8997040919529330484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/04/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-3773791495548177817</id><published>2008-04-06T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T07:38:17.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kamu semua,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah tak satu-satu masa kamu rasa macam tak mahu lalui apa yang sedang kamu lalui? Tapi kamu terpaksa lalui. Dalam situasi ini tiada yang menyokong kamu (menyokong?). Dan kamu rasa macam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loser&lt;/span&gt; paling handal dalam dunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya sedang lalui benda yang sama. Rasa macam mahu lari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa-siapa mahu ikut ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-3773791495548177817?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/3773791495548177817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=3773791495548177817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3773791495548177817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3773791495548177817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/04/depression.html' title='Depression'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-5103630209264103656</id><published>2008-04-06T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T07:30:10.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinta Jumaat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've got a boyfriend now&lt;br /&gt;He's my dearest pal&lt;br /&gt;He's always catch me when i fall&lt;br /&gt;He's always there when i call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a boyfriend now&lt;br /&gt;He always laughs so loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share my dreams and all my stories&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i need my diary&lt;br /&gt;If you're teasing me, don't worry?&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you in my memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my boyfriend smiles&lt;br /&gt;The world seems all mine&lt;br /&gt;And all the days seem truly fine&lt;br /&gt;MAke me reach up for the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my boyfriend now&lt;br /&gt;We're moving slow&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i've lot of things to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;When im blue. feel so lonely&lt;br /&gt;No one sits here right beside me&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna call you just to hurry&lt;br /&gt;come and see me&lt;br /&gt;it's so scary and I need you desperate&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;but but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, Manchester United is more more more important than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and fuck with Ryan Giggs or Christiano Ranaldo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for a while.&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/3732665748525933277-5103630209264103656?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/5103630209264103656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=5103630209264103656&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5103630209264103656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5103630209264103656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/04/tinta-jumaat.html' title='Tinta Jumaat'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-8045961788906022158</id><published>2008-04-06T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T06:40:48.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet, Why do you suck so bad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class="postTitle" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm not making this up. I turned on my laptop today, and was thinking "UiTM wi fi *always* break when I use them." And then the internet stopped working with an serious pop up of "This internet connection has limited or no connectivity".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;And so, just when I want to start my life back with internet, I've been banned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I hate you internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-8045961788906022158?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/8045961788906022158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=8045961788906022158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8045961788906022158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8045961788906022158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/04/internet-why-do-you-suck-so-bad_06.html' title='Internet, Why do you suck so bad?'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-2397022630488849209</id><published>2008-03-15T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T08:14:18.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rahsia besar saya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Harini biarlah semua nya terbongkar, biarlah teman lelaki saya nak cakap apa pun. Cakap saya curang ke, gatal ke apa ke. Janji saya puas hati sebab dah luahkan apa yang dah lama terbuku di hati ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya memang dah lama suka kan kamu&lt;br /&gt;tapi saya takut teman lelaki saya fikir lain pula&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya saya dah lama jatuh cinta dengan kamu&lt;br /&gt;sebelum saya kenal teman lelaki saya lagi&lt;br /&gt;kalau diberi pilihan, memang la saya akan pilih teman lelaki saya&lt;br /&gt;tapi kamu tetap dalam hati dan fikiran saya&lt;br /&gt;saya selalu tidur mimpi kamu&lt;br /&gt;makan ingat kamu&lt;br /&gt;mandi terbayang kamu&lt;br /&gt;segala-galanya nya lah ada kamu dan diselang seli kan dengan imej teman lelaki saya&lt;br /&gt;tu lah.. cinta kita terhalang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebab..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya takda duit lagi. Kalau ada duit, dah pasti saya sanggup madukan kamu dengan teman lelaki saya. Biar lah dia tak puas hati pun kalau saya lebih sayang kan kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Canon EOS 400D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kalau tak beli kamu pun, saya nak cuba dapatkan Nikon D40x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu betul-betul buat hidup saya tak tenang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-2397022630488849209?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/2397022630488849209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=2397022630488849209&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2397022630488849209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2397022630488849209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/03/rahsia-besar-saya.html' title='Rahsia besar saya'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-2075092356808215492</id><published>2008-03-11T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T01:01:03.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh how so true</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;sometimes you think the person u love the most will be the one that protects you from everything. But in true fact, people u love the most always end up hurting you the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only takes a few seconds to hurt people you love, and it can take years to heal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-2075092356808215492?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/2075092356808215492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=2075092356808215492&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2075092356808215492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2075092356808215492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-how-so-true.html' title='Oh how so true'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-2999075736386845547</id><published>2008-03-02T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T06:32:12.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey everyone, its my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, in the next few hours is my birthday; a whopping 20th now. Hot diggity damn. No more teen ok Sara. So you should be a nice girl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, below this might be just a creepy resolution for my new age but at least i have something to achieve in my life. Am i right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I , Sarah have been living on this blessed earth for 20 years today.&lt;br /&gt;This is the first day I questioned the sense of my life is it making any sense or is it non-sense? I believe we all should live our lives with a sense of purpose from the simplest of the mundane routine of going to school we all must put in the most effort to accomplish our every goals and purpose in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while or maybe just 5 minutes ago we have one focus in mind what I must accomplish within this day... After a while we forget and got easily distracted by other maybe interesting thing that I saw along the way to the goal that I want to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To many distractions until I cannot tell the difference between distractions and my personal goal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is WHAT I Want in My life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a Visual Artist&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a Artist (have a studio/workshop where I can produce painting)&lt;br /&gt;I want to teach Art in a primary school ( i love kids)&lt;br /&gt;I want to earn a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with someone that can make me laugh everyday even cry with me and can stay with me no matter what happen.&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly I want to be a very good person while achieving all my many goals in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it My own goals to achieve in my life time!&lt;br /&gt;What is your purpose and what do you want in life?&lt;br /&gt;Be specific and practical about it ok ; )&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/3732665748525933277-2999075736386845547?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/2999075736386845547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=2999075736386845547&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2999075736386845547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2999075736386845547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday To Me'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-1006116237831780403</id><published>2008-02-24T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T07:02:40.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love U Mum !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Tahan je la untuk 2 tahun ni. Biar susah setahun dua ni, jangan susah bertahun-tahun sebab setahun dua ni lah nak tentukan apa akan jadi kat sarah untuk bertahun-tahun lagi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata mak aku bila aku merungut yang kerja aku banyak untuk semester ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sambung work printmaking aku. Work dah semakin bertimbun macam semak samun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-1006116237831780403?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/1006116237831780403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=1006116237831780403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/1006116237831780403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/1006116237831780403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-love-u-mum.html' title='I Love U Mum !'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-4585395946894410027</id><published>2008-02-24T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T06:48:29.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i that bad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dulu, aku selalu fikirkan yang aku ini seorang yang independent. Aku bangga dengan diri aku sendiri sebab aku tak suka bergantung dengan orang sikit pun aku tak suka. Dari zaman kecil aku lagi, zaman sekolah rendah, sekolah menengah sampai lah aku sekarang aku masih belajar di salah satu universiti tempatan di Malaysia, aku bebas buat keputusan untuk diri sendiri. Aku buat keputusan untuk ambil jurusan yang aku suka tanpa bantahan dari siapa-siapa. Tak macam kawan aku yang ambil jurusan perakaunan, hatinya pada fotografi tapi atas desakan ayahnya dia disuruh memilih perakaunan yang langsung dia tak suka. Mungkin ayah dia tahu apa yang terbaik untuk dia kot tapi tu lah kesiannya tak dapat nak buat apa yang kita mahu  dalam hidup kita. Sayangnya, hidup kita sekali je. Berbalik pada cerita aku yang kononnya independant tu. Memang dari kecil aku tak bergantung sangat pada orang, mungkin adalah aku bergantung pada mak aku untuk uruskan hidup aku sebab aku ni pemalas sikit. Tapi sekurang-kurangnya aku tak manja dan mengada-ngada macam kawan aku yang nama Ana satu kelas dengan aku. Tiap pagi dia akan datang ke bilik aku untuk kelas bersama-sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sara cepat lah bangun..Ana taknak laaa pegi class sorang-sorang.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sara, Ana gemuk ke? Macam ni Ana taknak makan tengahari laah peha Ana dah besar.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sara, Sara dah siap dah sculpture? Ana punya asyik pecah jee.. sikit-sikit ana buat tak jadi..tensen Ana tau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sara, petang ni teman Ana pegi artistry ye..Ana nak beli barang, Ana taktau nak pilih yang mana satu...Ana takut lah pegi sorang.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKU RIMAS dengan benda-benda macam ni tiap hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ops! Tutup cerita pasal Ana. Kang tak pasal-pasal dosa berganda. Actually, aku nak bagi contoh je. Aku tahu la yang aku taklah seteruk dia tapi kadang-kadang aku terfikir yang adakah SARA ni terlalu bergantung pada orang? Aku dah rasa yang aku ni cukup berdikari cuma dalam satu-satu masa aku memerlukan juga pertolongan bila aku dah betul-betul buntu. Selalu nya bila aku dah start menangis tu la tahap ke"berdikari"an aku dah hilang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wont say that I know what you are going through but I can relate to it. It is not I want to ignore you but I need you to understand that you are not the only thing that revolve around me. I have my work, my problems, my demanding clients and many more. I am sorry that i cant cater to your need. And dont say that I have changed cause you dont really know me yet.I choose you cause I thought that you are independant and self reliant but soo far you had shown that you are not"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia adalah sejarah aku. Hanya sebab aku mintak dia teman aku untuk shoot gambar dia cakap aku tak independant.Aku mengamuk sebab dia dah janji dengan aku untuk siapkan assignment aku. Sejak pada tu, memang aku tak pernah nak demand apa-apa dengan dia. Sampaikan minyak kereta habis pun orang pertama yang aku fikir bukan dia. Bayangkan, orang yang terpenting dalam hidup aku(satu masa dulu) tak berada dalam list teratas dalam otak aku untuk aku mintak tolong. Sedaya upaya aku cari kawan-kawan aku yang lain sebab tak mahu digelar non-self reliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan kejadian baru-baru ni berlaku pun buat aku rasa yang aku tak perlu menangis dan bergantung pada orang lain. Dalam minggu lepas dan minggu sebelumnya, aku dah banyak bazirkan air mata. Bazirkan untuk kawan-kawan punya cerita, assignment punya cerita dan baru-baru ni sebab benda bodoh je. Sebab geram pada benda yang tak bernyawa pun boleh buat aku menangis padahal ada cara lain nak selesaikan benda tu cuma aku je tak berharap sangat pada benda yang takkan jadi (isi tersirat sikit) Mungkin sebab aku rasa aku ada seseorang.Benda tu yang buat aku jadi lemah padahal sebelum ni aku tahu aku tak macam tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abaikan lah. Yang pasti, aku nak cuba jaga diri sendiri. Aku nak cuba atur hidup aku sendiri. Aku taknak susahkan orang lain. Aku nak berdiri atas kaki sendiri bukan pijak kaki orang lain lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedikit sebanyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak kisahlah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-4585395946894410027?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/4585395946894410027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=4585395946894410027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/4585395946894410027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/4585395946894410027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/02/am-i-that-bad.html' title='Am i that bad?'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-6001555962845999894</id><published>2008-02-24T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T06:07:58.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna live today like its my last day.</title><content type='html'>Kata orang, masa kita kecil kita diibaratkan sehelai kain putih. Mak dan ayah kita yang bertanggungjawab mencorakkan kain putih tu dengan warna yang pelbagai supaya boleh digunakan bukan untuk dijadikan perca semata-mata untuk masa hadapan.Ketika waktu membesar dulu, aku memang anak yang paling manja sebab aku dilahirkan menjadi satu-satunya anak perempuan dalam keluarga, bongsu pulak tu. Memang aku dibesarkan tanpa sebarang tekanan yang melampau. Mempunyai seorang ibu yang tidak terlalu tegas dan berprotokol dalam hal mendidik anak-anak membuatkan aku jadi selesa dengan apa yang dia lakukan dan dengan apa yang aku ada. Tapi implikasinya membuatkan aku jadi macam ni. Keras kepala, tak mahu dengan cakap orang, terlalu mengambil mudah semua perkara, cepat melenting dan lain-lain (yang negatif). Aku ingat lagi, masa aku kecil kalau aku mahukan sesuatu, aku akan berusaha dapatkan jugak walaupun dengan cara merampas. Selalunya abang aku lah mangsanya hihi. Dan aku rasa sampai sekarang pun aku macam tu lagi. Aku orangnya sensitif tahap sensor yang dekat Watson tu. Mungkin lebih sensitif dari itu. Aku rasa aku perlu kurangkan tahap sensitif aku tu, tapi itulah orang macam aku ni memang tak boleh nak buat apa, so aku abaikan je lah impian aku nak berubah tu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sikit nya aku tulis ? Keje banyak lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bersambung&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-6001555962845999894?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/6001555962845999894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=6001555962845999894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6001555962845999894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6001555962845999894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-gonna-live-today-like-its-my-last.html' title='I&apos;m gonna live today like its my last day.'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-77166943478855202</id><published>2008-01-23T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T12:52:07.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am screwed just because I had the past that I don't even want remember!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's time to let go of the past and start focusing on creating what's going on and can be done in a positive light in THE PRESENT.It's time for you to start recognizing and ACCEPTING the beauty of things THE WAY THEY ARE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it's time for you to STOP anxiously worrying and stressing out over how things have been in the past.You can learn lessons from the past, but you can't change it.That's why, on a deeper level...The sooner you can let go of the part of you that wants to CONTROL what has happened and how things have unfolded... then the sooner you're going to be able to let go and start changing things for the better in THE PRESENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Did I hang out with the man I was seeing too soon and change the dynamic of my relationship early on?Maybe. But that's in the past.I can't change things back to the way they were.But I CAN make things EVEN BETTER and different than they were before... if you'rewilling to let go of your fear and anxiety and get to the place where you start DOING WHAT WORKS with a woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hint - what works with a woman is NOT trying to TALK TO HER about all the things that have happened in the past&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-77166943478855202?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/77166943478855202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=77166943478855202&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/77166943478855202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/77166943478855202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-screwed-just-because-i-had-past.html' title='I am screwed just because I had the past that I don&apos;t even want remember!'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-5999717616484356450</id><published>2008-01-14T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T00:48:24.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Hell!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's hard to accept, but I can't change the past. I can't go back and manipulate things to the way I wanted them to happen. Because life'd be meaningless and boring and just not worth living. But I can change the future and that's a beautiful thing about life. Yes, I will make mistakes. And yes, I will have bad days - but as long as I let the past go, I'll have such a gorgeous and bright future ahead of me. Knowing that things were meant to happen. Knowing that each day I will learn something so that I keep growing to be a better person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am today because of the choices I made yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I won't look back. And I won't regret.&lt;br /&gt;Though hurts like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Someday I will forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aja-aja fighting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarahsan 14Jan08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-5999717616484356450?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/5999717616484356450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=5999717616484356450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5999717616484356450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5999717616484356450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/01/like-hell.html' title='Like Hell!'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-7789116854605238907</id><published>2008-01-10T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T07:48:45.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia Di Tempat Teratas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Reminder for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidup ini ada naik ada turunnya. Saat kita di atas, ada orang lain yang di bawah, saat kita di bawah, orang lain pula di atas. Ada suka ada duka. Terkadang kita berfikir kenapa perlu melalui saat-saat duka. Kenapa kita yang perlu melalui saat-saat getir itu. padahal, kita insan biasa tidak lebih tidak kurang dari sudut orang-orang di sekeliling kita. Jangan pernah kita hitung setiap duka lara dan kesedihan kerana perlu kita pasakkan sesuatu yang ditentukan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-7789116854605238907?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/7789116854605238907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=7789116854605238907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7789116854605238907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7789116854605238907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-di-tempat-teratas.html' title='Dia Di Tempat Teratas'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-2816964216764430722</id><published>2008-01-09T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T00:19:44.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why we have to pretend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let me asked you things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do when you have your boyfriend around? Would you dressed up nicely and take your best shoes out of the box? What would it be if he asked you to go out? Would you say no as you have homework to do? Would you take your money and go to grocery store to fill your fridge? Would you spray flower scent so your living room smells good? Would you let him enter your bathroom if you haven’t had a time to brush it before? Would you showed him your full-dirty-dishes kitchen, or you would wash it all just before he arrives? Would you pretend your home is your real home though you think its all sucks matters? Would you treat your maid nicely when she broke your favorite mug in front of him? Would you say “Sorry, have no small change” when a beggar knock your door? Would you hold your hick up as you don’t want to look silly of the creepy sound? Would you mind to stop your talking when it’s time to pray? Do you think he’ll fine with that even when you do so? Do you consider he’ll understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when you’re marrying him for a year or two, will your clothes remain used shirts or you’re still well-dressed for him? Would you forgive him each day when he throw his socks as he like after work, or you simply take those pair and said “Its okay, hon!” Would you cook him his favorite meal even when you’re so not cooking? Would you have him around when you’re feeling blue and mad? Would you forgive him when he made a mistake or two? Would you still love him even when he’s old, sick, and disgusting? Would you wrap your arms around him when he cried? Would you apologize even when you’re so right? Would you still follow him when he said “Come with me?” Would you stay when he asked you to leave? Would you tried to open the door once again? Would you still believe him after the affair? Would you give him a second chance? Would you say “I love you” even when he’s so terribly jerk? Would you mind to say “I used to love you for so many things, and I still love you even when so many things don’t remain the same?” Would you show him how to love unselfishly even when there’s no love left for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have it ever crossed your mind that in the day when you tied up your self in to marriage option, you risking the rest of your life for him? Have you prepared your self for the worst? Did you take a short course to be a wife and a mother? Have you passed the exam of being grown up and ready for lifetime commitment? Have it ever crossed your mind that probably in a year or two, your love flame will possibly died, then you probably think “If only I…” Would you still think that you did the right thing when you have that feeling by the end and saying “You’re right, I’m not prepared?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote from someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarahsan 9Jan08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-2816964216764430722?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/2816964216764430722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=2816964216764430722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2816964216764430722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2816964216764430722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-we-have-to-pretend.html' title='Why we have to pretend'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-9057169362247251974</id><published>2008-01-07T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T02:21:29.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sweetest thing that the guys can do..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Smell her hair....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Talk to her in movie theatres....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hold her hand while u talk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tell her she looks pretty....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Look her in the eye when u talk to her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tell her stupid jokes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just walk around w/ her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Look at her like shes the only girl you see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tickle her Even if she says stop....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When she starts swearing at u, tell her u love her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let her fall asleep in ur arms....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Get her mad, then kiss her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tease her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let her tease u back....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kiss her enough, but dont over kiss her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Stay up w/ her all night when shes sick....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Watch her favorite movie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kiss her forehead....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Write her letters....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If she asks u 2 go 2 a show w/ her, go....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let her wear ur clothes.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When shes sad, hang out w/ her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Buy her ice cream....(i Like )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let her take all the photos of u she wants....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kiss her in the rain And when u fall in love w/ her tell her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what ever she says, just say yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-9057169362247251974?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/9057169362247251974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=9057169362247251974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/9057169362247251974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/9057169362247251974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/01/sweetest-thing-that-guys-can-do.html' title='The sweetest thing that the guys can do..'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-8585641309079289705</id><published>2008-01-01T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T23:42:25.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new year resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/R3s_-KUB44I/AAAAAAAAAEM/U0OjokD11Ms/s1600-h/blogspt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/R3s_-KUB44I/AAAAAAAAAEM/U0OjokD11Ms/s200/blogspt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150780935981097858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Years resolutions, by sarah san&lt;br /&gt;Local citizen, average rank, age 19 years 10 months and 1 day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stop having lunch or dinner or whatsoever in a public food&lt;br /&gt;2. Never ever again wasting my time to be on time, while others don't&lt;br /&gt;3. Start using my oil pastel again, instead of pencils&lt;br /&gt;4. I will soon achieve self-actualization&lt;br /&gt;5. I will stop thinking so much about sweetalker.&lt;br /&gt;6. I will start thinking about positive things.&lt;br /&gt;7. Getting graduate&lt;br /&gt;8. Save some money, fulfill promises, create a breakthrough, reduce fat (yes way), and do not depending on anyone anyhow, …&lt;br /&gt;9. Buy more books, less outfit, more DVD, less souvenir, more news report, less gossip, more healthy food, less junky, more oxygen, less smoke, more natural, less fake…&lt;br /&gt;10. Trying so hard to achieve all those 1 to 9 resolutions, instead write it down to impresses people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-8585641309079289705?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/8585641309079289705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=8585641309079289705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8585641309079289705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/8585641309079289705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-new-year-resolutions.html' title='My new year resolutions'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/R3s_-KUB44I/AAAAAAAAAEM/U0OjokD11Ms/s72-c/blogspt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-7774332942218961977</id><published>2007-10-31T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T07:45:40.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOlong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bagi tips macam mana nak hilangkan rasa down, tension, macam nak nangis semua ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haduii...Cepat lah sikit 8 nov. Saya mahu balik rumah. Dah hujung-hujung semester saya tak suka duduk kat kampus lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makkkk...orang nak balik nak balik nak balik nak balik.!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meme... aku nak balikkkkkkkkk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kalau balik pun memang takde kawan lah. Tapi takpe. Much better than staying here. HERE !!!&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/3732665748525933277-7774332942218961977?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/7774332942218961977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=7774332942218961977&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7774332942218961977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7774332942218961977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2007/10/tolong.html' title='TOlong'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-3941233465192294158</id><published>2007-10-31T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T06:04:27.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;29/10/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Harini ialah hari untuk pulang ke kampus. Setelah menghabiskan cuti tanpa membaca buku, maka terpaksa lah saya pulang ke kampus pada hari ini sebab esok ada paper. Dan paper yang terakhir ialah pada minggu depan 5 November. Tak sabar rasanya nak balik rumah. Tapi tak boleh balik awal jugak sebab saya diperlukan untuk fesyen show. Nasib baiklah senior isk isk isk. Harini bangun agak awal sebab pergi hantar Sharir ke kolej ada exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Bas pukul 8.30malam. Sebelum tu sempat lagi pergi jalan-jalan window shopping. Saya, Alia, Sharir dan Kulim. Saja buang masa timbang berat &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Saya sangat berat ok ! Dalam semua orang ni saya yang paling berat kot.Ayayaya! Saya ialah orang yang perlu lebih prihatin dengan masalah berat badan saya yang semakin berleluasa. Huhuhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Birthday someone.May God bless you. I always forgive you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;saya ni taklah lemah sangat.Saya kuat ok! At least, saya masih boleh tahan untuk tidak menghubungi kamu lagi malah saya tak ingat pape pun pasal kamu.Kikikiki &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;serius!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-3941233465192294158?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/3941233465192294158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=3941233465192294158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3941233465192294158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/3941233465192294158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-someone.html' title='Happy Birthday someone'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-5327831360069144245</id><published>2007-10-31T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T15:35:25.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satu hari di hari Ahad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya masih.Tak sempat nak merasai sepenuhnya hari Ahad sebab saya bangun agak lewat iaitu pukul 3. Apa la anak dara ni bangun lambat ehehe. So, bangun mandi pastu pergi 7E dan kedai runcit beli barang dapur.Harini Alia nak masak makanan special ok! Jeng jeng jeng.. Alia buat chicken chooooppp(chop disebut dengan panjang heheh). Takde siapa pun kat rumah. Saya, Alia ngan Sharir je.Ada snap sikit gambar.Lihat bawah&lt;/span&gt; hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Ryh4bXrTAmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/iEQQmrmN7wA/s1600-h/P1100065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Ryh4bXrTAmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/iEQQmrmN7wA/s200/P1100065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127480587368727138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Ryh2M3rTAhI/AAAAAAAAADY/hPUkv0quUlY/s1600-h/P1100066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Ryh2M3rTAhI/AAAAAAAAADY/hPUkv0quUlY/s200/P1100066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127478139237368338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Ryh2r3rTAiI/AAAAAAAAADg/ukHSYxXxz0A/s1600-h/P1100069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Ryh2r3rTAiI/AAAAAAAAADg/ukHSYxXxz0A/s200/P1100069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127478671813313058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hehehe sedapp..lepas tu lepak tgk tv.Malam sikit tetiba rasa cam nak makan tomyam. Rasa macam nak pi beli je tapi cam membazir.Tengok-tengok stok kat dapur.Macam cukup je nak buat tomyam.Tomyam pulak…Tang tung tang tung, siaplah tomyam untuk 3 orang.Memang best.Kadang-kadang macam tak percaya saya mempunyai bakat memasak dengan handal tanpa mengakibatkan orang sakit perut pun.Haha perasan. Tengok ni tengok ni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Ryh4G3rTAlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/R86PgJvp08A/s1600-h/P1110085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Ryh4G3rTAlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/R86PgJvp08A/s200/P1110085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127480235181408850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Ryh3KXrTAjI/AAAAAAAAADo/jjYShpSsFUY/s1600-h/P1100070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Ryh3KXrTAjI/AAAAAAAAADo/jjYShpSsFUY/s200/P1100070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127479195799323186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sekian, sesi menggemukkan badan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-5327831360069144245?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/5327831360069144245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=5327831360069144245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5327831360069144245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/5327831360069144245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2007/10/satu-hari-di-hari-ahad.html' title='Satu hari di hari Ahad'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Ryh4bXrTAmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/iEQQmrmN7wA/s72-c/P1100065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-9163373405996650898</id><published>2007-10-31T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T05:30:36.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Tension Sedunia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Malas rasanya nak ingat benda-benda yang menyakitkan yang terjadi dalam minggu ni. Berkisar dengan persaudaraan yang sedikit tergugat.Sikit pun tak buat saya rasa bersalah sebab memang saya tak. Aha, saya ke kl untuk jumpa Alia dan Sharir.Diorang jemput di Pudu dan seterusnya ke klcc jumpa Awe dan Fara.Kawan baru tapi okay la satu kepala.On the way balik asyik ketawa je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pelupa dan Lalai itu adalah Sara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pergi dinner kat Mc’D. Order kat kaunter sambil baca sms dari perempuan gila.Lepas tu angkat tray dan terus ke meja.Lepas tu macam sedar akan kekurangan sesuatu huhu. “Mana handphone I eh?”, miscall pls!” Ringing tapi tak dengar bunyi pun. Ha? Ha? Adui, call lagi pastu off pulak…Sah la! Handphone ku telah selamat di ambil.Cuba tanya kat brother kaunter tu kalau-kalau dia perasan.Celaka buat muka bodoh je.Kebetulan mak Alia ada sekali dinner kat situ.Lawyer katenye mama dia.So, mak dia dengan coolnya pegi kat kaunter dan panggil manager Mc’d ni.Suruh buat investigation sebab kat kawasan kaunter tu ada CCTV.Lepas amik sikit keterangan saya pun blah la. Redha je la, dah hilang atas kelalaian sendiri. Sayangnya gambar-gambar and msg-msg dalam tu. Gambar yang somebody baru Mms pun tak puas tengok.Geramnya!Dah la baru beli time raya aritu ;( Nasib baik ada lagi satu handphone tapi tak boleh nak mms lahh… &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-9163373405996650898?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/9163373405996650898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=9163373405996650898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/9163373405996650898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/9163373405996650898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2007/10/hari-tension-sedunia.html' title='Hari Tension Sedunia'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-784110192456693529</id><published>2007-10-31T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T05:14:26.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelam Kabut</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Esok ialah final exam saya. Esok paper agama. Saya baru habis baca nota. Sangat pening kepala.Harini saya ke library untuk membaca buku kononnya lah.Tapi akhirnya membaca di bilik juga bersama kawan-kawan. Semuanya kelihatan begitu blur sekali kerana masing-masing nota tidak lengkap.Dengan berbekalkan soalan latihan kami memulakan study group.Tapi malangnya semua masing-masing meng-sms &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:State&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; diri termasuklah saya. Huwa huwa huwa. Sangat kelakar sebab terlalu banyak masa di habiskan untuk menyiapkan art work sampai tiada masa untuk membaca pengajian liberal ini. Semuanya kelihatan begitu rajin sekali menghafal nota padahal otak ke mana-mana je. Saya dan kawan baik saya, Alia membaca nota sambil baring. Dua-dua malas membaca jadinya seorang baca kuat-kuat dan seorang lagi mendengar. Saya dapati yang cara ini amat berkesan sekali.Oh tidak esok saya exam kokurikulum iaitu drama. Saya masih tidak menghafal skrip lagi sedangnya examnya pada pukul 8.45malam esok! Oh tidak !!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-784110192456693529?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/784110192456693529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=784110192456693529&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/784110192456693529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/784110192456693529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2007/10/kelam-kabut.html' title='Kelam Kabut'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-2657979457018017158</id><published>2007-10-31T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T05:10:21.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Detik bila Sarah berhenti dan mula berfikir</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Saya dah lama tinggalkan perasaan perasaan basi saya. Saya dah mula abaikan orang yang saya tak perlu. Dan sekarang saya amat senang dengan hidup saya.Dengan kawan-kawan yang sedia ada, orang-orang yang saya sentiasa mahu mereka ada di sekitar saya. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Ada&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; juga manusia manusia yang abnormal yang saya buang terus jauh jauh. Untuk mereka itu, sila lah jangan hadir lagi menunjukkan muka korang tu sebab korang tu semua layak berada di sarkas je iatu manusia yang hipokrit nyeh nyeh nyeh. Untuk kawan saya yang sorang tu, maaflah awak, saya kawan awak, tolonglah jangan flirt dengan saya. Dan maaflah awak juga dibuang dari list saya. Mistakes are forgivable but to be forgotten never!!! (to those who betray my frenship n trust, I'll always forgive u, but my mind cudnt erase da moments I've been thru wif u and wat u've&lt;br /&gt;done to me)Dan juga rakan-rakan lain yang saya rasa tak perlu men-sms saya lagi untuk bertanya khabar yah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Good Luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-2657979457018017158?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/2657979457018017158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=2657979457018017158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2657979457018017158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/2657979457018017158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2007/10/detik-bila-sarah-berhenti-dan-mula.html' title='Detik bila Sarah berhenti dan mula berfikir'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-6717067962448006631</id><published>2007-10-10T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T01:15:29.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FORGET YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Forget your name...&lt;br /&gt;Forget your face...&lt;br /&gt;Forget your kiss...&lt;br /&gt;Your warm embrace...&lt;br /&gt;Forget the love that I once knew...&lt;br /&gt;Remember you has someone...&lt;br /&gt;Forget you when I played your song...&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I cried all night long...&lt;br /&gt;Forget how close we once were...&lt;br /&gt;Remember you has chosen her...&lt;br /&gt;Forget how I memorized your walk...&lt;br /&gt;Forget the way you used to talk...&lt;br /&gt;Forget the things you used to say...&lt;br /&gt;Remember you has gone away...&lt;br /&gt;Forget your laugh forget your grin...&lt;br /&gt;Forget the way you held me tigh...&lt;br /&gt;Forget the way you kissed me..&lt;br /&gt;Forget our journey together...&lt;br /&gt;Forget our dream togeher...&lt;br /&gt;Forget my love for you...&lt;br /&gt;Remember you're with her tonight...&lt;br /&gt;Forget the time that went so fast...&lt;br /&gt;Forget the love that moved, its past...&lt;br /&gt;Forget you said you'd leave me never...&lt;br /&gt;Forget you said it's always me you choose...&lt;br /&gt;Remember you're gone forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-6717067962448006631?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/6717067962448006631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=6717067962448006631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6717067962448006631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6717067962448006631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2007/10/forget-you.html' title='FORGET YOU'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-6026183912631213830</id><published>2007-10-10T00:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T01:01:06.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises are made to be broken!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I might give up on love. Because I’m going to get hurt anyway, that’s what loving someone about, isn’t it? Sorry. Look, there are moments in the relationship where those promises would have come true. But something happened to change that.I obviously don’t need a total far fetched analogy.The bottom line is I don't wanna sour my next experience just because of the last bad one or I won't enjoy it to the fullest. I have learned some lessons from my past relationship. I actually know how to give love. I also know what to expect in return. As far as its not about making a promise, what is so wrong about that? It is all part of the hope that in the future will actually happen. Without the hope I actually don't have any progress. Can I just stick with that???&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/3732665748525933277-6026183912631213830?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/6026183912631213830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=6026183912631213830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6026183912631213830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6026183912631213830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2007/10/promises-are-made-to-be-broken_10.html' title='Promises are made to be broken!'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-6116817114402704556</id><published>2007-09-14T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T20:51:24.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey someone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess this is da last for us to fix everything.Welcome back to my life and I love u too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-6116817114402704556?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/6116817114402704556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=6116817114402704556&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6116817114402704556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/6116817114402704556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-chapter.html' title='New Chapter'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-4288432797965728004</id><published>2007-09-12T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T07:16:35.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minggu Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Ruf6F39cI_I/AAAAAAAAACc/zsnt-chEEDw/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109327281103053810" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Ruf6F39cI_I/AAAAAAAAACc/zsnt-chEEDw/s200/Untitled-1+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Rue6UH9cI-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/Gqm4Kn8IDMY/s1600-h/tennisssss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109257157172012002" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Rue6UH9cI-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/Gqm4Kn8IDMY/s200/tennisssss.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Rue5on9cI9I/AAAAAAAAABs/RHgiA3kamrU/s1600-h/hohohoh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109256409847702482" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Rue5on9cI9I/AAAAAAAAABs/RHgiA3kamrU/s200/hohohoh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Rue5OX9cI8I/AAAAAAAAABk/2gddLAXSCw4/s1600-h/blooo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109255958876136386" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Rue5OX9cI8I/AAAAAAAAABk/2gddLAXSCw4/s200/blooo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Rue1q39cI7I/AAAAAAAAABc/_zO59nWR_1s/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109252050455897010" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Rue1q39cI7I/AAAAAAAAABc/_zO59nWR_1s/s200/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Rue0Rn9cI6I/AAAAAAAAABU/cHzgOl9EEXg/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109250517152572322" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Rue0Rn9cI6I/AAAAAAAAABU/cHzgOl9EEXg/s200/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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/3732665748525933277-4288432797965728004?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/4288432797965728004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=4288432797965728004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/4288432797965728004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/4288432797965728004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2007/09/seminggu-yang-baru-berakhir.html' title='Minggu Best'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/Ruf6F39cI_I/AAAAAAAAACc/zsnt-chEEDw/s72-c/Untitled-1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732665748525933277.post-7199273220618968706</id><published>2007-09-04T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T20:47:48.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im not a loser</title><content type='html'>It's scary when u have to live the next day thinking about the person u love and to actually know at the back of your mind that, they dont give a fuck.People always say, sometimes you think the person u love the most will be the one that protects you from everything. But in true fact, people u love the most always end up hurting you the most.You've proved that right to me just like everyone around me tht i loved did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never learn to trust another. I can never learn how to forgive so quickly because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all i've got to say is, Thank you for your time &amp;amp; love. You touched my life more than you can ever imagine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3732665748525933277-7199273220618968706?l=sar4h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/feeds/7199273220618968706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3732665748525933277&amp;postID=7199273220618968706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7199273220618968706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3732665748525933277/posts/default/7199273220618968706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sar4h.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-not-loser.html' title='Im not a loser'/><author><name>Sara San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15579418622165972869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RprH4tEJpPA/SAnh_BcllRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kj6eJXFwOB0/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
