<?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-6363626814694206083</id><updated>2011-08-05T03:51:34.031-07:00</updated><category term='tak ku sangka'/><category term='feeling'/><category term='aku'/><category term='macam palat'/><category term='saje-saje'/><category term='puisi oleh dian sastro'/><title type='text'>heart and soul</title><subtitle type='html'>try to write a letter in ink..its been getting better i think..i got a piece of paper,but its EMPTY..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aqiellah azman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03852092344827630367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-7356617947549439232</id><published>2010-09-07T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T09:26:12.952-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku'/><title type='text'>maybe</title><content type='html'>* maybe i know somewhere deep in my soul, that love never last. *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363626814694206083-7356617947549439232?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/feeds/7356617947549439232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363626814694206083&amp;postID=7356617947549439232&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/7356617947549439232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/7356617947549439232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/2010/09/maybe.html' title='maybe'/><author><name>aqiellah azman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03852092344827630367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-1031012212568054193</id><published>2010-09-03T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T11:52:33.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey MR.</title><content type='html'>i will keep you waiting until you say something,&lt;br /&gt;baby don't be hating, i'm just doing my thing,&lt;br /&gt;no no no, can you fill me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i get your number? i will be your shelter,&lt;br /&gt;through the rain and thunder,&lt;br /&gt;break your heart i'll never,&lt;br /&gt;love, i promise you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we can take it slow,&lt;br /&gt;i could show you&amp;nbsp;what&amp;nbsp;you've been waiting for,&lt;br /&gt;if maybe we can take it slow,&lt;br /&gt;and just let me show you what you've been waiting for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363626814694206083-1031012212568054193?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/feeds/1031012212568054193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363626814694206083&amp;postID=1031012212568054193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/1031012212568054193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/1031012212568054193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-mr.html' title='hey MR.'/><author><name>aqiellah azman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03852092344827630367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-696543449030156606</id><published>2010-09-03T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T11:47:49.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ternyata indah</title><content type='html'>ku lihat dia, pandangan pertama.&lt;br /&gt;ternyata indah.&lt;br /&gt;senyuman, liriknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku ingin dia saat pertama.&lt;br /&gt;berjumpa dengannya.&lt;br /&gt;membuat ku gelisah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waktu berlalu.&lt;br /&gt;hari demi hari.&lt;br /&gt;hatiku dambakannya.&lt;br /&gt;untuk bercinta lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: if only he knew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363626814694206083-696543449030156606?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/feeds/696543449030156606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363626814694206083&amp;postID=696543449030156606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/696543449030156606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/696543449030156606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/2010/09/ternyata-indah.html' title='ternyata indah'/><author><name>aqiellah azman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03852092344827630367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-6991789527230216314</id><published>2010-05-27T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T10:59:15.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku'/><title type='text'>unexpected moment again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sent a msg to nas-t kat facebook after i saw him kat OU last week. then, aku tak on9 for about 2 days. and just now, masa aku tgh on the phone dgn bestfriend aku, faeq.. aku pon online lah sambil2 borak2 tu. and tell you what, after 2 days frust menonggeng sbb tak tegur dia kat OU hari tu, finally i feel so relieve, happy, and excited! (oh, and yea.. feel like crying too! ) haha! he replied my msg! this is another unexpected moment too. cuz i was never expecting him to reply my msg. but he did. oh thank you nas-t. i really really appreciate that you're replying my msg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363626814694206083-6991789527230216314?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/feeds/6991789527230216314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363626814694206083&amp;postID=6991789527230216314&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/6991789527230216314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/6991789527230216314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/2010/05/unexpected-moment-again.html' title='unexpected moment again!'/><author><name>aqiellah azman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03852092344827630367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-1374379898519952060</id><published>2010-05-23T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T09:16:42.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku'/><title type='text'>unexpected moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/S_lUxxkJcII/AAAAAAAAADU/xg6J1jvddjo/s1600/abu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/S_lUxxkJcII/AAAAAAAAADU/xg6J1jvddjo/s320/abu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i bumped into my celebrity crush today in OU. he is ABU aka Nas-t. before this, aku lah yang beriya-iya sangat nak jumpa die. macam2 aku berangan nak ckp dgn die if aku dpt jumpa die. and bila kuar jalan2 kat OU ke mane2 mesti berharap gila terserempak dgn die. but today, this is what we call unexpected moment bila aku tak terfikir langsung psl die hari ni and 'tadaaa!!' here he comes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was wearing a purple shirt a black pants and bag. memang sempoi. comel sangat. terkamjat aku sekejap bila die lalu tepi aku. perghhhh.. tuhan jela yg tahu perasaan aku time tu. aku pon cepat2 la ckp kat mak aku. "ibu,ibu! abu!abu!".then, mak aku suruh aku kejar. tapi segan lah. he was with his 3 friends. hmm.. i know, i just let my chance walked pass me. and I HATE MYSELF FOR THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i promise to myself, to make a move when i bumped into him again. i really do. thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363626814694206083-1374379898519952060?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/feeds/1374379898519952060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363626814694206083&amp;postID=1374379898519952060&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/1374379898519952060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/1374379898519952060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/2010/05/unexpected-moment.html' title='unexpected moment'/><author><name>aqiellah azman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03852092344827630367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/S_lUxxkJcII/AAAAAAAAADU/xg6J1jvddjo/s72-c/abu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-7673619463289841</id><published>2010-05-14T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T11:31:30.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><title type='text'>ouchh!</title><content type='html'>its funny,&lt;br /&gt;when someone says that the love you,&lt;br /&gt;and you can't really feel it,&lt;br /&gt;but when they say the don't love you anymore,&lt;br /&gt;you can feel every ounce of what&lt;br /&gt;was drain out of your entire being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363626814694206083-7673619463289841?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/feeds/7673619463289841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363626814694206083&amp;postID=7673619463289841&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/7673619463289841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/7673619463289841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/2010/05/ouchh_14.html' title='ouchh!'/><author><name>aqiellah azman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03852092344827630367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-5927564972054275216</id><published>2010-04-26T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T11:22:20.175-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku'/><title type='text'>mood *old skool*</title><content type='html'>aku tgh mood old skool la skng. entah apsal asyik teringat zaman kecik2 dulu2. nak2 pulak ptg td, aku on facebook, aku ternampak ada 1 page baru psl siapa kanak-kanak yang lahir tahun 80-an dan awal 90-an. kat page tu bnyk gila imbas apa yg wujud pd zaman tu. psl game, fashion, makanan(cikedis) and TV programme. aku memang gelak2 la bace sbb teringat zaman kecik2 dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haih..cepat sgt masa berlalu. dah takde dah zaman tu lagi. skng ni sume nak canggih manggih je. budak2 skng hidup dlm dunia teknologi. diorg tak merasa la cmne bestnye kita dulu2. anyway, aku akan upload gmbr and cte lagi psl benda2 yg wujud pd tahun 80 and 90-an kat next entry eh.. tu jelah kot. gotta go. sekian, terima kasih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363626814694206083-5927564972054275216?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-3703932091035701560</id><published>2010-04-26T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T11:22:43.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku'/><title type='text'>changes</title><content type='html'>im one of a person yang tak suka changes! its not that aku susah nak sesuaikan diri dgn tmpt baru or orang baru.. its just i hate leaving my memories behind. aku selalu rasa tak best bila benda berubah. aku selalu rasa memori yang aku dah alami tu perfect. and aku tak suka bila aku terpaksa create balik memori lain dgn orang baru and environment baru. aku akan rasa mcm mana pon aku cuba, things are not gonna be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;kadang2, ade masalah yg buat kita terpaksa melakukan perubahan tu. aku paling tak suka tu. tak suka! tapi Allah tu Maha Adil, Dia dah janji setiap apa yang berlaku semua ada hikmah. and kadang2 kita selalunya tak perasan pun hikmah tu. well, tak sume changes yg blaku aku tak suka. so far bnyk changes yg lead aku ke benda2 yg best. just like i mentioned before, bila aku fikir2 kan balik, semua changes yg aku dah lalui, bg aku bnyk sgt experience.benda2 tu semua jadikan aku seorang yg lebih matang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363626814694206083-3703932091035701560?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/feeds/3703932091035701560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363626814694206083&amp;postID=3703932091035701560&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/3703932091035701560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/3703932091035701560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/2010/04/changes.html' title='changes'/><author><name>aqiellah azman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03852092344827630367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-2147025842452562435</id><published>2010-04-20T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T12:24:59.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku'/><title type='text'>rindu.</title><content type='html'>saya rindu..&lt;br /&gt;*pegi skolah.&lt;br /&gt;*naik bas skolah.&lt;br /&gt;*pakai uniform.&lt;br /&gt;*berdiri berjam2 kat perhimpunan hari isnin.&lt;br /&gt;*bwk bekal.&lt;br /&gt;*main teng-teng(betul ke aku eja ni?)&lt;br /&gt;*main getah skipping.&lt;br /&gt;*beli mainan din-dang,tora,jojo dan sebagainya.&lt;br /&gt;*nak tulis and pass2 surat (dulu2 takde phone).&lt;br /&gt;*gadoh dgn bdk2 laki.&lt;br /&gt;*ejek name bapak orang.(bukan aku je sorg buat kan?)&lt;br /&gt;*kene denda luar kelas.&lt;br /&gt;*kene rotan kat tapak tangan.&lt;br /&gt;*pergi tuisyen waktu malam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ rindu semua tu. sekian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363626814694206083-2147025842452562435?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-5698842659376967637</id><published>2010-04-20T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:51:05.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku'/><title type='text'>nothing much</title><content type='html'>nothing much to update actually.. just feel like writing. well, my short   sem in nilai is gonna over soon. and im gonna sit for finals on may 9.   so here we go again. fight for the paper. oh! and i really hope that   "witch" will be in a good mood when she marks my paper. or else, i'll be   dead. stuck in nilai like FOREVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363626814694206083-5698842659376967637?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-73048138372788147</id><published>2010-04-18T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T11:34:01.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku'/><title type='text'>entah</title><content type='html'>taktau kenapa..&lt;br /&gt;1) buat semue bnd tak menjadi.&lt;br /&gt;2) selalu lupe bnd penting.&lt;br /&gt;3) jadi blur tak semena-mena.&lt;br /&gt;4) tak sedap hati tibe2.&lt;br /&gt;5) nak buat mcm2, tapi taktau mane nak start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : yg pasti ini bukan&amp;nbsp;masalah yg melibatkan sesiapa. its just between me and myself. any solutions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363626814694206083-73048138372788147?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/feeds/73048138372788147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363626814694206083&amp;postID=73048138372788147&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/73048138372788147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/73048138372788147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/2010/04/entah.html' title='entah'/><author><name>aqiellah azman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03852092344827630367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-1463273781960255896</id><published>2010-02-04T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:55:22.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY FAEQ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/S2qV-V-PR2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/3rzVz4BJsHo/s1600-h/DSC02699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;29 january 2010. hari ni birthday bff aku, faeq yg ke 20. happy birthday babe! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;utk bday die taun nie, aku dah plan baek pnye utk die. die selalu tolong aku.die selalu buat aku tersenyum.die selalu buat aku ketawa. die selalu ade utk aku.die dah bnyk buat benda utk aku. so aku rase kali ni biar die pulak yg tersenyum, ketawa, bergumbira dgn senang hati!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;the first thing is aku beli hadiah utk die.memandangkan kwn aku sorg ni sgt passionate terhadap drum,jadi taun ni, aku belikan die a pair of drumstick with our names on it respectively! cool!hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/S2qa7RzDRaI/AAAAAAAAACU/T6yyAiYnKE8/s1600-h/DSC02758.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/S2qa7RzDRaI/AAAAAAAAACU/T6yyAiYnKE8/s320/DSC02758.JPG" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;then,aku pon plan a birthday surprise utk die.seminggu b4 bday die aku and dormates aku dah plan dah nak buat mcm mane utk surprise kan die. kitaorang figured out same2. utk menjadikan lebih gempak lagi happening, aku pon pakat dgn dormates die skali iaitu wan,bon,aiman,hamdi and pian.aku punye excited tak payah ckp la. tak psl2 dgn dormates2 aku skali jadi excited psl bday die ni. untung ko faeq~ hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;bile tiba nya hari tu,aku dah janji dgn die nak jmp kat kl sentral lps solat jumaat. aku ckp kat die kononnye nak blk umah same2. die pon okay jek. dr nilai aku gerak dgn 2 besties aku najad and anith. kitorang tumpang kete sorg member aku ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;tapi mmg betul2 slack(betul ke aku eja ni?)bile jalan jam gle kat KL. aku dah tak senang duduk dlm kete tu memandangkan faeq dah tggu lame kat kl sentral. tapi, lepas menempuh jam yg mcm sial tu, aku berjaya jugak smpi kat situ. masa tu, najad dgn anith aku soh diorg grk beli cake n makanan sket dan trus gerak ke titiwangsa, jmp dgn wan, aiman and bon utk setup ape2 yg patut sepeti yg dirancangakan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;aku plak still menjalankan plan. by the time aku jmp faeq, aku say sorry kat die sbb lmbt. then, aku bgtau die yg anith call aku nangis2 tertinggal phone dlm bag aku. so nak tak nak aku kene gi anta phone die kat pekeliling which is dekat dgn tasik titiwangsa tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;faeq buat muke pelik time tu. namun, tanpa bnyk soal, die ikut je aku naik monorel ke titiwangsa. nak jadikan cerita, bile aku smpi je kat tasik titiwangsa tu, najad dgn anith tak smpi2 lagi kat situ. rupenye skali lagi diorg menempuh jap kat kl tuh. aku dah resah,risau,kacau,lapar,marah,bengang,nak nangis sume rase lah ade time tu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;tp nak buat cmne, aku diam kan jelah. kan faeq prasan plak. so, aku pon borak2 je dgn die smntra tggu anith kononnye. lps sejam menunggu, diorg pon roger aku soh pegi ke port yg diorg dah pilih. bila smpi je kat situ, faeq terkejut and speechless kejap bile kwn2 die sume ade.hahahaah!!time tu,kitorg ramai2 nyanyi lagu bday utk die diiringi petikan guitar(JOEY) oleh bon. faeq tiup lilin. kitorg mkn2. amek2 gmbr. gelak2. melawak sane sini. seronok sgt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/S2qV-V-PR2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/3rzVz4BJsHo/s1600-h/DSC02699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="171" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/S2qV-V-PR2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/3rzVz4BJsHo/s320/DSC02699.JPG" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/S2qXpTmkJNI/AAAAAAAAACE/wHFPPDjxZ0I/s1600-h/DSC02703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/S2qXpTmkJNI/AAAAAAAAACE/wHFPPDjxZ0I/s320/DSC02703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;next, kitorg berjalan ke kedai makan dekat2 situ utk lepak2,minum2. after dah lepak2, aku,anith and najad gerak bllk umah abah. faeq and the gang sume pon gerak blk umah msing2 naik kete pian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;last but not least, thousands of thank you to all yg telah menjayakan birthday surprise ni. korg mmg chill and fun sgt! aku sayang korg!to faeq, happy birthday once again. hope ko happy dgn ape yg aku buat ni. sayang ko! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/S2qYQ4XgGpI/AAAAAAAAACM/bgHCTVZABls/s1600-h/DSC03822.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/S2qYQ4XgGpI/AAAAAAAAACM/bgHCTVZABls/s320/DSC03822.jpg" width="392" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;thank you guys!(credit to najad,die amek gmbr ni)heheh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363626814694206083-1463273781960255896?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/feeds/1463273781960255896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363626814694206083&amp;postID=1463273781960255896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/1463273781960255896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/1463273781960255896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/2010/02/29-january-2010.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY FAEQ!'/><author><name>aqiellah azman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03852092344827630367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/S2qa7RzDRaI/AAAAAAAAACU/T6yyAiYnKE8/s72-c/DSC02758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-7062323636043726796</id><published>2010-01-02T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T05:45:39.300-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tak ku sangka'/><title type='text'>mencuri itu berdosa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;pengertian mencuri ialah mengambil sesuatu atau harta orang lain tanpa kebenaran,pengetahuan die. mencuri teramatlah salah kerana ia juga dianggap seperti menganiaya orang yg dicuri barang atau duitnya itu.tapi taktau lah kenapa,masih ada lagi orang yang masih berani mencuri.mungkinkah kerana malaysia tak mengamalkan hukum hudud?yg mane mengikut islam,orang yg mencuri akan di potong tangannya.haa..ni bak sini nak cerita sikit pasal pencuri yang tak berhati perut yang ada kat tempat aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;kisah bermula bila ramai budak2 dorm aku mengadu hilang duit.dah la hilang dlm amount agak bnyk lak tuh.ade yg hilang rm50,rm100,rm150.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;kitorang sume dah start rase risau n rase tak selamat ar letak duit sepah2.dari hari ke hari, makin banyak duit budak2 ni hilang.entah nape duit aku tak hilang lak.memilih betul pencuri ni..curi duit anak orang kayo je.hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;erm,pastu ada satu hari tu,iqa(salah sorg bdk dorm aku)nangis2 mengadu duit dia hilang..RM500!!!! gile banyak kan? apa yg sedihnye, duit tu parents die amanahkan die utk byr bil2 sume sbb parents die pegi haji. tergamak betul org yg amek tu. so mlm tu ktorg semua kumpul and pikir sape la yg curi and pkir ape la yg kte sume nak buat utk cari sape pencuri tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;tibe2 aku teringat aku penah berubat dgn seseorang nie. die ade la ilmu sikit bab2 penyakit mahupun benda2 lain. so aku pon cadangkan la kat iqa n yg lain utk pegi jmp org ni, kot2 la die boley tolong buat pape utk cari pencuri ni. dgn bantuan bestfriend aku faeq, kitorg pon pegi la dlm 5 org ke rumah org ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;haih..kalau nak ikotkan,panjang lagi ni.so dipendekkan cerita, kitorang dah pon tahu sape yg amek duit iqa yg RM500 tuh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;guess what? dia ialah antara org yg ikot pegi berubat mlm tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;berani betul!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;kitorang sume mmg tak sangka la yg die org antra plg rapat dlm dorm tu boley buat kerja2 ni!before kantoi die yg curi, die belanja budak2 dorm aku time kuar termasuklah iqa. die mmg teruk ar,buat2 baik,siap nak bg iqa pnjm duit konon.padahal die yg amek!ish!mmg x berhati perut lah!die nak mkn duit haram tu die pnye pasal lah,nak sumbat gak kat perut org lain yg tak bersalah!sial! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;so last week, kitorg pakat 1 dorm utk torture die. die mmg dah melampau sbb lps case duit iqa, die curi duit wany plak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;yg ni lagi kuang aja. die curi matric card wany, pastu withdraw duit wany RM300++. dah la tu,die buang nye matric card wany tu kat mane ntah. die gune duit wany tu time kuar dgn bf die. hah,bg lah bf ko pon melantak duit haram tuh.erghhh!kejam sial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;so time ktorg torture die hari tuh, die dah ngaku sume duit yang hilang dlm dorm selama ni die yg amek. mmg kejam sgt. k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;torg bg KAW2 pnye mlm tuh. sume org mengamuk gile kat die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;kalau aku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;kene torture cmtu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;dah bunuh diri dah. ktorg siap call parents die lagi. terkejut sgt parents die mlm tu. diorg pon tak sgka anak diorg boley buat mcm tu. then, mak die jnj nak jmp esknye utk byr sume duit yg anak die amek. total sume die curi dlm rm1000++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; haih..entah la..pelik betul n aku tertanya2 kenapa lah die tegar sgt buat benda nie. berani betul die buat palat dgn member2 baik sendiri? pergh.. mmg tiada maaf bagimu lah!kitorg takkan percaya lagi kat ko lah weyh.boley jalan daaa~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;so moral of the story is dont trust anybody in terms of money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;orang zaman skrg ni sggp buat ape je utk hidup mewah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;haih..bertaubatlah weyh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;sekian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363626814694206083-7062323636043726796?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/feeds/7062323636043726796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363626814694206083&amp;postID=7062323636043726796&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/7062323636043726796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/7062323636043726796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/2010/01/mencuri-itu-berdosa.html' title='mencuri itu berdosa!'/><author><name>aqiellah azman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03852092344827630367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-646543860332740885</id><published>2009-12-28T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:39:34.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saje-saje'/><title type='text'>saje-saje tulis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hey everyone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;sorry about my last entry..tgh emo lak time tu.sorry lah kpd yg berkenaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;oh btw,aku baru je abes exam last week.so far,sume okay except for linguistic.susah la dowh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ntah ape2 la term yg kuar.elok2 aku berazam nak major dlm linguistic time degree nnt,terus tak jadi.complicated weyh.haih..susah gak english nie rupenyee..tapi ntah nape ramai je org underestimate budak2 course kitorg nie..budget subject dorg lagi ssh ar?ingt english nie simple.klu english simple,xde nye university sume wujudkan course nie.every course tu ade la die pnye advantages masing2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;lepas exam linguistic ari tu,aku gerak pavi dgn sume best mates aku kat uia.najad,putri,sheera. kitorg kuar bg menyambut kwn kitorg izzatie. die balik dr Dubai. dah lame kitorg x jumpa die. da lame tak jmp dorg.rindu sgt2 weyh.kitorg jalan-jalan,makan-makan,suke-suke,gelak ketawa.sume rindu terubat bile dpt gather same2 lagi.macam dulu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ermm,ari sabtu lps lak aku g rtw(rock the world) dgn all my beloved besties..mule2 mcm tak jadi je nak pegi.sbbnye kwn2 aku faeq,bon n anith sume ade exam ari ahad pagi.sengal btol la uia nie.suke btol buat exam time weekend.so,aku pon da sedih gle la x dapat pegi.aku bukan ape,benda aku da memang excited gle nak g..da lame ktorg plan nak g same2..tibe2,bile x jadi aku cm frust ar..tibe2 last minute,faeq call n ckp die nak amek kete.yg aku plak cm moody dgn die..kesian die..ptg jumaat tu aku msg die.n die bgtau yg die da ade kete.n he proposed me to go to rtw with him!omg!hahahah!chewah..cm proposed ape je kan?tapi aku memang happy la gi have fun ngan dorg kat sane..thanks to u guys that cheered up my saturday!especially to muhammad fa'eq aizat mohd naim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and nowww..im at the library..working on my stupid assignment.hahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;im working on september 11. bunyi cam gempak.tapi susah dowh nak buat. nak kene anta esok tgh ari. pergh..memang berasap la otak aku pasni.haih..aku n sume budak2 class aku x phm sgt sbnye ape yg miss tu nak. tapi nak tak nak,buat jela..janji siap..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;no worries..aqiellah azman still gonna make it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;cayyyaaaa dowwh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363626814694206083-646543860332740885?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/feeds/646543860332740885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363626814694206083&amp;postID=646543860332740885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/646543860332740885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/646543860332740885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/2009/12/saje-saje-tulis.html' title='saje-saje tulis'/><author><name>aqiellah azman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03852092344827630367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-2505034006635195414</id><published>2009-12-22T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:39:06.149-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='macam palat'/><title type='text'>gua dah bosan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;wa dah bosan ngan sume neh. jangan ingt lu org pandai lu org boley bjaye dgn membenci org. lu orang pikir lu orang bagus sgt ah bile komplot ramai2? dah cukup bagus lah nak tak suke kat orang? boley jalan daa..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ingat wa heran sangat ke nak kawan ngan lu orang? weyh..wa tak mati la takde kwn cm lu orang..tak kebulur la wa nak join lu orang..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;satu je wa nak ingtkan.. jangan la nak underestimate orang x memasal.. tgk dlu diri sendiri..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;benda kecik x payah ar besar2kan..jgjn pkir lu orang bagus kat sini,lu orang bagus masa depan..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;dulu masa kawan,cket pnye baik la sekor2..sekarang,semua dah rase bagus, sume buat palat lah? takpe2..what goes around comes around okay??bile benda jadi kat lu orang masa tu bru lu orang tau langit tu tinggi ke rendah!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;wa nak buat ape pon wa pnye suke la. janji wa x kacau idop lu orang. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363626814694206083-2505034006635195414?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/feeds/2505034006635195414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363626814694206083&amp;postID=2505034006635195414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/2505034006635195414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/2505034006635195414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/2009/12/gua-dah-bosan.html' title='gua dah bosan!'/><author><name>aqiellah azman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03852092344827630367</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-3618246608457923048</id><published>2009-12-19T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:38:31.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>salahkah kita?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;dedicated to all parents in the whole world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;kadang-kadang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;diorang kata kita tak sayang diorang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;kadang-kadang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;diorang tak sedar yang kita ni tmpt diorang lepas marah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;kadang-kadang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;diorang kata kita tak hormat diorang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;kadang-kadang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;diorang tak perasan langsung benda baik yang kita buat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;kadang-kadang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;diorang selalu nmpk salah kita je.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hakikatnya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;kita semua sayang kat ibu ayah kita..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hakikatnya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;kita dengan sabar menahan segala maki hamun diorang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hakikatnya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;kita sgt menghormati diorang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hakikatnya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;kita selalu je nak buat benda baik utk diorang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;tapi diorang tak nmpk semua tu..diorang lebih nmpk salah kita..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ada kala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;kita sendiri makan hati sebab nak jage hati diorang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ada kala..kita bukan tak hormat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;tapi diorang yang buat kita hilang hormat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ada kala..diorang terlupe kita pun manusia biasa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;punya perasaan,tahap kesabaran..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ada kala..diorang terlupe,yang kita sayang sgt kat diorang......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&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/6363626814694206083-3618246608457923048?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXsAZiBRncs/SyzE73iUC3I/AAAAAAAAABE/mUy4FboFvBU/S220/DSC01357.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363626814694206083.post-8918389833568219962</id><published>2009-12-19T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:46:15.632-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi oleh dian sastro'/><title type='text'>puisi tentang seseorang(AADC)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ku lari ke hutan,kemudian menyanyiku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ku lari ke pantai,kemudian teriakku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sepi,sepi dan sendiri aku benci..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;aku ingin bingar aku mahu di pasar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;bosan aku dgn penat,enyah saja kau pekat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;seperti berjelaja jika ku sendiri..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;pecahkan saja gelasnye biar ramai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;biar mengaduh sampai gaduh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ada malaikat menyulam jaring labah-labah belang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;di tembok keraton putih..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;kenapa tak goyangkan saja locengnya biar terdera..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;atau aku harus lari ke hutan belok ke pantai..?&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/6363626814694206083-8918389833568219962?l=ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/feeds/8918389833568219962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363626814694206083&amp;postID=8918389833568219962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/8918389833568219962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363626814694206083/posts/default/8918389833568219962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceriteracikqiela.blogspot.com/2009/12/puisi-tentang-seseorangaadc.html' 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