<?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-8388346318036383103</id><updated>2011-07-09T00:37:24.147+08:00</updated><category term='opening speech ;)'/><category term='decision making'/><category term='a wonderful feeling'/><category term='sweet memories'/><category term='self motivation'/><category term='videos :)'/><title type='text'>i don't play ingenue</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>precious</title><content type='html'>dear chris barlow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have never really written a post for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but today, while you're studying hard for heat and mass, cracking your head just to please papa krishnan, i'm writing this short and simple post (that hopefully will make your day).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472366239582482610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/S_HAGd8ncLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hGZqyaVmrUw/s320/18677_500824395696_883270696_10908416_6704193_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472367010839933314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/S_HAzXGuMYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1D4igDIgkuw/s320/26554_435107554988_693819988_5513034_7000093_n.jpg" /&gt;(sorry about the cheesy photo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE, YOU ARE SIMPLY PRECIOUS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND EVERY MOMENT WITH YOU IS PRICELESS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gazing into your deep blue eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;laugh at the silly childish jokes we make,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;challenging each other with geeky questions and hop with joy (and proudness) when you win,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;travel around london like tourists, experience different kinds of food like explorers, have deep emotional conversation as though we're world leaders, we cook and we eat together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we watch heroes every week, we have tea (coffee in my case) every evening, watch concerts and theatres... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we do all that we can do together :) we enjoy our times together (though we do fight, those i consider as negligible amount of time) .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're my honey munchkin and i'm your hunnybunny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i've used two tubes of superglue between us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm glad i did, i hope you are too :D xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may have said this before, but i'm going to say it again,&lt;br /&gt;i believe i can never find anyone like you out there..&lt;br /&gt;this time i think i fell pretty hard! *ouch bum's hurting =p *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truly yours,&lt;br /&gt;iylia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm lucky i'm in love with my bestfriend.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8388346318036383103-3700064028022480003?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqCtAG6UQII/AAAAAAAAAAg/lIbxTrAiAjg/S220/Picture1+113.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/S_HAGd8ncLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hGZqyaVmrUw/s72-c/18677_500824395696_883270696_10908416_6704193_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388346318036383103.post-2029224952866468711</id><published>2010-02-06T08:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T17:13:44.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a moment of self development</title><content type='html'>so it has been a while since i share you my vague, debatable, endless thoughts.&lt;div&gt;imperial has kept me busy with its never ending coursework. but oh well, that is life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i never fail to laugh when i thought of what theo and chris said, "4 years of severe hard work! ill be speechless if we're not rich by 25".. indeed. definite truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, im not going to overwhelm my blog with stressful post.. although i have to admit some are. maybe shakespeare has been living his life with tranquility. cos i realised, writing never fails to neutralise our emotion.. be it depressive, joyful or serious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's like the energy balance you know. accumulation of energy is never too good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;considering an open system, energy in must equal energy out. or even for a close system, energy in has to be used to generate work or heat since it can't be let out. similarly, writing is one of the method to let it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pardon me for being geeky. blame it on the spring test that's approaching. it's no longer around the corner, i think it's right in front! i could feel the heat! let's not talk about pressure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;this post i wish to talk on issues relating perceptions and judgements. it is a common problem for all of us. something that always lingers in my head. why can we be so judgemental at times? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;maybe it is the culture influence. the way we were brought up. perhaps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;but i'd say, it's the way we wish to think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;we're experience and logical enough to understand why different people act differently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;we don't want to be judged. that's a fairly known fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;even though we ourselves assume, judge then conclude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;if you want to be loved for who you are. love them for who they are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;just because they are a murderer, it doesnt make them evil or heartless. have you thought of why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;just because they have an indecent photo uploaded, it does not make them a non-virgin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;just because they can't fit in, it does not make them uncool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;if we ourselves dont dare to ask for clarification, then why do we even dare to assume and conclude?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;we talk of freedom of choice and respect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;we think we practice them well. fair enough. but do we really? then why question one's decision on their personal life? when you won't live theirs in the first place. no doubt we have our own opinion, but have we considered theirs? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;maturity is the one characteristic you look for in a partner. however are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;we moan and complain. we hope to be heard. but we never give attention. we wish they would understand..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;we say, 'noooo that is so shallow.. you're so narrow minded'. but don't you think we are as well for not accepting their views?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;finally, tolerance, give and take, have we ever truly practice them? if yes, why fight to win? simply cos a win-win situation is always a lost to each side. think about it - why are you never happy with the agreement you have come upon? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;dont you just think sometimes, we tend to judge by gendre? playboys are treated with high regards, marked as cool, but a sexy famous girl is dangerous? and a prostitute is more disgusting than a male stripper? househusbands are embarassing. but a successful career lady is doing too much. ???!!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;and when i lay down.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;i finally come to a conclusion. nobody is perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;we could only improve for a better self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;and you thought, could the world get any better? could there be a world with negligible amount of judgemental individuals? i guess, it will always be a no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;because i figured we can never start with a neutral judgement. it has always have to be one sided. then, you outweigh it with other possibilities until u reach the neutral line. and that's the stage when u say, &lt;b&gt;"ahhh whatever, it's their life!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8388346318036383103-2029224952866468711?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/2029224952866468711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqCtAG6UQII/AAAAAAAAAAg/lIbxTrAiAjg/S220/Picture1+113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388346318036383103.post-3827000425514896973</id><published>2009-12-24T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T18:29:07.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>sometimes u laugh at how easily we can like someone.&lt;br /&gt;we chuckle at the fact we dont even remember the names of our crush.&lt;br /&gt;what more how many we had?&lt;br /&gt;we get head over heels for hollywood stars!&lt;br /&gt;but questions arise.. what is it that capture our attention?&lt;br /&gt;the looks? the words? the character?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a dazzling guy walking down the road. glance to catch a second look.&lt;br /&gt;and you forgot him the next 5seconds. even less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to an extremely sweet guy. lift you into cloud nine, swept you off your feet everytime he speaks. you never wanna get off your chair. never wanna finish the drink u're having. never ever wanna say goodbye. but when the conversation ends, all you could think about is what he SAID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get to know someone. need not have to be a decade long. even a month is sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;spent most time together. learnt to share and experience. forgive and forget. console and comfort. joke and serious discussion.&lt;br /&gt;when they're not around for a day, it is them who u miss. the company.&lt;br /&gt;the person himself. not what he said, or how he looked. but him as a whole :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is like when u watch a movie, u dont fall for the actor himself.&lt;br /&gt;u fall for the character.&lt;br /&gt;u fall for the script written on his behalf.&lt;br /&gt;u fall for his gestures. his acting.&lt;br /&gt;u wish it was the character who u have.&lt;br /&gt;u wish he was real.&lt;br /&gt;that's because after the two hours movie, u feel the character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like me for who i am..&lt;br /&gt;cause thats how i wanna like u :)&lt;br /&gt;love me when u're sure.&lt;br /&gt;i'll commit if ure willing.&lt;br /&gt;simply cause, u need two to tango.&lt;br /&gt;dont let your partner slip. if he/she is hurt. you cant dance together anymore :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8388346318036383103-3827000425514896973?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/3827000425514896973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/3827000425514896973'/><link rel='self' 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when you know if it fails, it'll be extremely hideous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"so yes Air Asia.. you wanna go big! you wanna be global! you wanna achieve great heights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but have you got it all well sorted out? have you got it all well-planned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;do you have multiple back up plans if anything goes wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i bet, if they have to answer this truthfully, it will all be a huge no!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i reach to such conclusion?&lt;br /&gt;easy answer, experience! and experience, they never lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was literally stranded in a deserted stansted airport for 48hours! (plus minus obviously!)&lt;br /&gt;get there on time, (well just about, but this isn't important), only to find out that the flight is delayed for an hour. hmm, isnt this expected of air asia? so yes, i wont complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get on board, search for my seat and sat, buckled up, held the novel i bought in london called home, started reading it while listening to my new playlist on ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been 20mins now.. no announcement whatsoever.. everyone is settled, waiting for the plane to take off.. some popped in sleeping pills, inflated their air pillow and just doze off. (Haha this people have the best story to tell! thought they reached LCCT, missed their meals.. but in fact, they're still in stansted!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tingggtooonnngggg, so im captain yada2. this plane will be delayed for another 40mins as stansted had to close their runway due to bad weather!.. sorry for the inconvenient caused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHECKED MY WATCH, IT'S AN HOUR AND A HALF NOW! NOT 40MINS!&lt;br /&gt;tingg tonggg.. so there's a 2nd one.. give me good news please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im captain yada2.. we're facing some technical problem, so please be patient while our engineers fix this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;tick tock tick tock.... my watch strike 4.. (am)&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;yes?&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;NO! YOU'RE NOT TAKING OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got a 10quid voucher for our breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;most people rang air asia up to find out what's the status like. we need INFORMATION!&lt;br /&gt;and they're not able to give us any. NONE!&lt;br /&gt;we waited for 3long hours in stansted for the first announcement. which was &gt;&gt; WE'RE NOT SURE WHATS GOING ON! what???&lt;br /&gt;until it is 10am, thats when they decide to bring us to a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;ONLY CAUSE THEY HAVE TO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is 6pm.. i didnt sleep for 38hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;a ridiculously long day!&lt;br /&gt;despite the fact that we've been served with a 5* hotel food for lunch and dinner.. im still sooo upset. i just wanna go back!&lt;br /&gt;worse, when u know you've got plans back home and they are all disrupted!&lt;br /&gt;i pity those who missed their connecting flights to australia. air asia is not gonna refund! as far as they are concerned, you reach kl! safely.&lt;br /&gt;not good. not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to the airport again that night. ANOTHER DELAY!&lt;br /&gt;can u believe this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everyone is soooooooooo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;angry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the air asia representative wasnt there! the stansted information lady was about to cry. everyone is bombarding her with such difficult questions.&lt;br /&gt;they had to bring in 3 armed officers just in case we decided to form an angry mob!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, long story short (i know its super long by now anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM NOT HAPPY. NO ONE IS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT IS SUCH AN EMBARASSMENT TO ME, CAUSE I AM A MALAYSIAN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OTHER PASSENGERS TOLD ME THIS WILL BE THEIR LAST TIME ON AIR ASIA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAJORITY OF THEM DECIDED TO FILE A COMPLAIN DIRECTED TO THE 'INVISIBLE' REPRESENTATIVE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT JUST WE LOSE TIME (which indirectly is money), WE LOSE MONEY and PATIENCE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE LOSE ANXIETY FOR HOLIDAY. WE LOSE RESPECT TOWARDS AIR ASIA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im not blaming weather nor the technical team.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know these are all circumstances one can never avoid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but im sick of the way they manage it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sick they never deliver information to us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sick they are always unsure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sick they told my mum to call stansted directly instead when she wanna know whats going on! (WTH?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence, im changing their slogan now from everyone can fly Xtra long to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;now everyone is stranded&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Xtra long!&lt;/span&gt; cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8388346318036383103-6302151475730363589?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/6302151475730363589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/12/congratulations-air-asia-for-tarnishing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/6302151475730363589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/6302151475730363589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/12/congratulations-air-asia-for-tarnishing.html' title='CONGRATULATIONS AIR ASIA for tarnishing your own reputation in LONDON.'/><author><name>iylia felissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12784557884657917270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqCtAG6UQII/AAAAAAAAAAg/lIbxTrAiAjg/S220/Picture1+113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388346318036383103.post-4039149528641569506</id><published>2009-12-20T04:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T04:41:07.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>this is what i wrote in my tumblr a month ago.. when i was dying to go back home. when all i could think of is home! home sweet home! home is my heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOMESICK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. A term rarely used. A term i never understood the meaning, a situation i never experience, an illness that only has &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; cure, &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 7 years being away from home, 7 years of sleeping on a bed not yours, 7 years of showering in a shared bathroom, I finally understood how it felt to be &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOMESICK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's embarassing to admit especially when you're almost two decades of age. When you thought freedom is ultimate. When you wish of independence. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU'RE HOMESICK.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOMESICK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is even more excrutiating when you know, there is no way you'd get that needed prescription -a flight ticket to Malaysia, anytime soon. Similar to how an asthma patient knew she had to continue struggle breathing because the nearest source to ventolin is fifteen minutes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The excrutiating pain became unbearable when you finally come to your senses! That is when you scream in agony. Yes, when you regretted choosing the path you chose. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;All for the name. All for the fame.&lt;/span&gt; But there's no turning back! The return route closed. You even chose the deviated path. That's when you thought, are you stupid? Immature? Perhaps. Particularly when it is &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;all for name. All for fame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I want to go back. I need to go back. Im like a newborn baby, weak and desperate. Seeking for her parents to give her strength. I cannot wait till summer approaches, till june ends. That's when i regain my sanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now guess where am i???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HOME =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;despite all the struggle i had to go through with air asia. this shall be on the next post! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Air Asia - now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everybody is stranded Xtra long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8388346318036383103-4039149528641569506?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/4039149528641569506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqCtAG6UQII/AAAAAAAAAAg/lIbxTrAiAjg/S220/Picture1+113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388346318036383103.post-3794609864720682884</id><published>2009-12-11T01:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T02:53:04.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scribbling when boredom strikes.</title><content type='html'>and today, i received an email....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ure caught in between, sandwiched.. will you struggle to get free?&lt;br /&gt;or will u prefer to be in that position? praying one side has a stronger polarity than the rest.. obeying the law of magnetism, the law of the universe, u dont have to decide. decisions are tough. decisions always backfire. that's why i hardly decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puzzled, confused..&lt;br /&gt;but thanks to my bitching partner (BP), ***, (u know who u r)..&lt;br /&gt;u never fail to make me feel better everytime. the sole listener to my gibberish stories.. so thanks a million to u. u allow me to drown in my own excitement. eventhough momentary, it's something momentous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as claimed by my BP, my life is a novel. full of drama. only it has no ending, always on-going :)&lt;br /&gt;some occasions, they're predictable. some are not.&lt;br /&gt;some i chose to just let it 'go with the flow'. some i chose to put a stop.&lt;br /&gt;some i question why so? some i wanted so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it amazes me what life has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't think so, you miss a lot!&lt;br /&gt;never expect the future but never regret the past.&lt;br /&gt;because the plot of our lives that makes us unique individually.&lt;br /&gt;experience mould us. experience that money can never buy.&lt;br /&gt;experience, eventhough it can be self-hurting, head-slapping, heart-breaking, one day, it'll carve a smile onto your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the readers of my blog..&lt;br /&gt;be aware that i have no intention in giving you an insight to ALL that have happened in my life.&lt;br /&gt;my posts are vague. my feelings are for me alone to access. the thoughts in my mind are mine.&lt;br /&gt;:) cause if you know more than what my best buddies do, what priviledge do they have left?&lt;br /&gt;oh, and this blog is merely a place for me to scribble. the thoughts i wish to share.&lt;br /&gt;and that is all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;iylia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8388346318036383103-3794609864720682884?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/3794609864720682884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/12/scribbling-when-boredom-strikes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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question?</title><content type='html'>WHAT HAPPEN WHEN TWO EGOISTIC PEOPLE MEET?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;you answer! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8388346318036383103-5196328425876713278?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/5196328425876713278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-question.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/5196328425876713278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/5196328425876713278'/><link 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/&gt;I fear for every possible outcome cause one second is sufficient to change everything.&lt;br /&gt;I fear that you know too much - and you'll get turned off.&lt;br /&gt;I fear Im expecting too much and I'll end up with a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;I fear to tell you the honest truth, coz the last time I did, it was disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;I fear looking desperate, so thats why i hardly say much most of the time - i'm egoistic.&lt;br /&gt;I fear now since jealousy is starting to play its role. worse, when i don't own you.&lt;br /&gt;I remind myself NEVER to assume.&lt;br /&gt;Assumptions are only pretty when it is what you want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;Ugly when you're preparing yourself for the worst!&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost, coz i dont know what you want. I dont know what's in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;I fear every moment you took to 'think', for you might be more realistic and less optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;And I could sense your presence fading.&lt;br /&gt;Is it due to time differences? Is it due to the distance?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it simply coz you chose so.&lt;br /&gt;What I fear most is what im feeling now, confused~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8388346318036383103-9048642760586104857?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/9048642760586104857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-whom-it-may-concern.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/9048642760586104857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/9048642760586104857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-whom-it-may-concern.html' title='i write when im frustrated.'/><author><name>iylia felissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12784557884657917270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqCtAG6UQII/AAAAAAAAAAg/lIbxTrAiAjg/S220/Picture1+113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388346318036383103.post-4137724745216707244</id><published>2009-10-23T07:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T08:31:19.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because i miss everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ERw2LuU6Jj8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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alevel maths (that ive forgotten entirely). coz exam is on wednesday&lt;br /&gt;4. there's no proper food and i officially declare myself a VEGETARIAN now&lt;br /&gt;5. stupid sime darby havent paid my tuition fees. zerizan wouldnt read her email and imperial is chasing after me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if five is not enough to give such a dreadful life in london, let's add another one~&lt;br /&gt;6. u're getting more distance from someone u wish to be super close to.&lt;br /&gt;and it's really killing me softly when i can never voice out my true feeling.&lt;br /&gt;when all i can do is wait and see what the future has in hand. sigh~&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phewh! all let go.&lt;br /&gt;audrey, thank you so much for your blogpost on me :)&lt;a href="http://thestorynottold.blogspot.com/2009/09/iylia-felissa.html"&gt;http://thestorynottold.blogspot.com/2009/09/iylia-felissa.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate it A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this two days in imperial as a fresher, is all about meeting new ppl.&lt;br /&gt;mainly from germany and china and singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the germans are all exchange students who enrol to experience their 3rd year, or final year in london.&lt;br /&gt;so yo, vasgate to all the germans ;)&lt;br /&gt;apparently, to them, hiphop and rnb are silly and funny. electric songs are mucccchhh better..&lt;br /&gt;to me, THAT IS silly and funny =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i went to a boat party last night.&lt;br /&gt;and honestly, I DONT ENJOY IT!&lt;br /&gt;alcohols, dancefloor... i can never adapt to that. and i SHALL NOT!&lt;br /&gt;so all i did, was stood by the corner, observe and chitchat =)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hence, iylia finds partying a waste of time and boring!&lt;br /&gt;but i really wanna try the club in spore where they say you've gotta memorise old songs' lyrics and dance in synchrony.&lt;br /&gt;that's cool! so don, my new spore fren, promise to bring me there. but how i wish it was someone else who does the promising lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8388346318036383103-5270779728885847872?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/5270779728885847872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/10/1st-week-in-london-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/5270779728885847872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/5270779728885847872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/10/1st-week-in-london-sucks.html' title='bits and pieces of my 1st week in imperial'/><author><name>iylia felissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12784557884657917270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqCtAG6UQII/AAAAAAAAAAg/lIbxTrAiAjg/S220/Picture1+113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388346318036383103.post-2113984184127813777</id><published>2009-09-17T08:22:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:35:37.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet memories'/><title type='text'>the awesome foursome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGNBbolpuI/AAAAAAAAADg/veqLUsK6NxE/s1600-h/Picture+20632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382238085421836002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGNBbolpuI/AAAAAAAAADg/veqLUsK6NxE/s320/Picture+20632.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's what we call ourselves.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the awesome foursome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh, maybe not! thats what I have been calling 'us' lately :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nevertheless, here's the band of girls who're &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inseparable&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; and everyone knows that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, at first, i wanna write one post per person.. but there's too much to write. i dont even know where to begin, what more when to end :) these &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great ppl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my life, they deserve more than just an entry in my blog. don't worry, coz ive registered u guys in my heart =D the registration form is &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;securely&lt;/span&gt; locked. simply coz &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i threw the key away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGOHv6kUGI/AAAAAAAAADw/tdpXum7pKKA/s1600-h/Picture1+3471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382239293456797794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGOHv6kUGI/AAAAAAAAADw/tdpXum7pKKA/s320/Picture1+3471.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGVGxUpOwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/f-_WHbRX3p0/s1600-h/n693819988_1285127_299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382246973236132610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGVGxUpOwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/f-_WHbRX3p0/s320/n693819988_1285127_299.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGUIW2GvSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_bLjRtaOHCg/s1600-h/Picture+20633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382245900976831778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGUIW2GvSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_bLjRtaOHCg/s320/Picture+20633.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGaKCzbEjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rk2xGxwjjcs/s1600-h/n1137390660_30265309_4044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382252527026377266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGaKCzbEjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rk2xGxwjjcs/s320/n1137390660_30265309_4044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIYANA, NANTINI AND AUDREY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;18 months&lt;/em&gt;, honestly a very short period of time for us to know each other inside out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow, we did :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we argued, no doubt. we laughed, all the time. we share, always. but most importantly, we love and understand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i value most about our friendship is that, we accept each other for who we truly are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;differences, pushed aside. respect is what we prioritize.&lt;br /&gt;our friendship is perfectly unique symbolising the &lt;strong&gt;true malaysian culture&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chinese,indian,sarawakian, and semenanjungis :) and yet, we harmonise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're like the different voices in music. saprano, alto, tenor and bass. forever &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;compliments&lt;/span&gt; one another. u miss a voice range, the song is NO LONGER whole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, we're in the same school no more =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;each of us are left with no choice but to go our separate paths and pursue our dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;along the way, we'll meet different people. truly fall in love. create new cliques. consult a different person when obstacle approaches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but that's ok, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;coz i believe, no matter what, the memories that we have together are just too vivid to be erased. and the love we develop,the bond we created, they're too strong to fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we may not contact each other everyday. but promise to occassionally keep in touch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGRQXlcJtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eawhwHtrvQs/s1600-h/P6190182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382242740079437522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGRQXlcJtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eawhwHtrvQs/s320/P6190182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGYhG_ZinI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NpL8f4NVs1Y/s1600-h/n1137390660_30265318_8919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382250724264086130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGYhG_ZinI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NpL8f4NVs1Y/s320/n1137390660_30265318_8919.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGZMlkvG7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Duvmu_x44HU/s1600-h/n1137390660_30274324_2097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382251471208127410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGZMlkvG7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Duvmu_x44HU/s320/n1137390660_30274324_2097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll surely miss those times we had together. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gossiping, sharing our points of views in the cafe. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gossiping, sharing our points of views (AGAIN) in each other's room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;expressing discomfort, solving problems and easing the tension late at night by the roadside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;midnight birthday celebration.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sharing problems, past memories, deepest secrets by the chalet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;giggling in the rain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dancing to the rhythm of lady gaga- just dance :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;approving/disapproving each other's bf candidates :P *oops*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;etc etc etc.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, i'm sorry if within that 18 months, i hurt any of ur feelings =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u know, i never mean any of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love the three of u whole heartedly.&lt;br /&gt;all of you are just so sincere, pure, and truthful in our friendship :) &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no one can ever replace this three awesome people&lt;/span&gt; =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGVuTt-9NI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kE3pcnMVZ-c/s1600-h/n693819988_1983727_83.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382247652484117714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGVuTt-9NI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kE3pcnMVZ-c/s320/n693819988_1983727_83.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU! FRIENDS FOREVER =D &lt;/strong&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/8388346318036383103-2113984184127813777?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/2113984184127813777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/awesome-foursome.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/2113984184127813777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/2113984184127813777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/awesome-foursome.html' title='the awesome foursome!'/><author><name>iylia felissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12784557884657917270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqCtAG6UQII/AAAAAAAAAAg/lIbxTrAiAjg/S220/Picture1+113.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SrGNBbolpuI/AAAAAAAAADg/veqLUsK6NxE/s72-c/Picture+20632.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388346318036383103.post-8901849367095092035</id><published>2009-09-17T07:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:11:01.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a wonderful feeling'/><title type='text'>fish!! jiwangness.</title><content type='html'>this is really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i never felt like this before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;how?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im loving it and hating it at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;loving it coz it swept me off my feet everytime.&lt;br /&gt;hating it for it is not certain. hating it coz NOW im worried of the future. when then, i never did.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i read ur blog at least once a day. *im sure u notice the gradual increase in ur "profile views" collumn*&lt;br /&gt;i read ur email at least once a day.&lt;br /&gt;i sms u at least once a day.&lt;br /&gt;i visit ur profile at least once a day.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it, coz more than once in a day ill be missing u =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8388346318036383103-8901849367095092035?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/8901849367095092035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/fish-jiwangness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/8901849367095092035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/8901849367095092035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/fish-jiwangness.html' title='fish!! jiwangness.'/><author><name>iylia felissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12784557884657917270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqCtAG6UQII/AAAAAAAAAAg/lIbxTrAiAjg/S220/Picture1+113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388346318036383103.post-982908638667871410</id><published>2009-09-12T11:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:10:39.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a wonderful feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos :)'/><title type='text'>i wanna see u again!</title><content type='html'>I LOVE THIS SONG COZ GOD, THE FEELING IS IDENTICAL! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aJDC3Gg-F8w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aJDC3Gg-F8w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got my sight set on you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to aim&lt;br /&gt;I have a heart that will&lt;br /&gt;Never be tamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew you were somethin' special&lt;br /&gt;When you spoke my name&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;To see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a way of knowin'&lt;br /&gt;When somethin' is right&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I must have known you&lt;br /&gt;In another life&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I felt this deep connection&lt;br /&gt;When you looked in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;To see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;The last time I freaked out&lt;br /&gt;I just kept lookin' down&lt;br /&gt;I st-st-stuttered when&lt;br /&gt;You asked me what I'm thinkin' 'bout&lt;br /&gt;felt like I couldn't breathe&lt;br /&gt;You asked what's wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;My best friend leslie said&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, she's just bein' Miley"&lt;br /&gt;And next time we hang out&lt;br /&gt;I will redeem myself&lt;br /&gt;My heart, can't rest till then&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa, I&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;To see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this crazy feelin'&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside&lt;br /&gt;when You called and ask to see me&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a mind reader&lt;br /&gt;But I'm readin' the signs&lt;br /&gt;that you can't wait&lt;br /&gt;To see me again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8388346318036383103-982908638667871410?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/982908638667871410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wanna-see-u-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/982908638667871410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/982908638667871410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wanna-see-u-again.html' title='i wanna see u again!'/><author><name>iylia felissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12784557884657917270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqCtAG6UQII/AAAAAAAAAAg/lIbxTrAiAjg/S220/Picture1+113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388346318036383103.post-5026741196556392455</id><published>2009-09-10T18:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:09:22.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self motivation'/><title type='text'>an end that initiates a whole new beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;life is like a book. every chapter plays a different role :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's chapter 1 : introducing the main character. (our birth)&lt;br /&gt;moving on, more characters were introduced.&lt;br /&gt;events occur. some of the chapters are filled with suspense. some others just pure happiness and excitement. then there's also chapters with hints of anger, jealousy, paranoia, hatred, gloom, and all the other negative elements u can think off. and of course, chapters with a mix of both - joy and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm flipping to a new page. ending the chapter which features a heart that was broken,crushed and ripped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder what my next chapter in life has to offer. there you go, suspense :)&lt;br /&gt;dubdabdubdab..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;the optimist sees the donut, the pessimist sees the hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (again, credit to my mr.know it all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm strong and optimist :D hence the donut nyumnyum! selamat buka puasa semua! =p&lt;br /&gt;cheers for a better and happier future!!! something I deserve :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8388346318036383103-5026741196556392455?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/5026741196556392455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/10909-end-that-initiates-whole-new.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/5026741196556392455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/5026741196556392455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/10909-end-that-initiates-whole-new.html' title='an end that initiates a whole new beginning'/><author><name>iylia felissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12784557884657917270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqCtAG6UQII/AAAAAAAAAAg/lIbxTrAiAjg/S220/Picture1+113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388346318036383103.post-5420920961355525073</id><published>2009-09-08T21:34:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:08:48.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet memories'/><title type='text'>Specially for Wan Yuhanis Mukhtar =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqZl15Q-LtI/AAAAAAAAACw/4JZAFtao888/s1600-h/n839498694_918957_8690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379098781520113362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqZl15Q-LtI/AAAAAAAAACw/4JZAFtao888/s320/n839498694_918957_8690.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed her signature post.. in front of the mirror with a camera phone ;) hehe..&lt;br /&gt;But that's not why i love her. In fact that's far from being a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE HER FOR WHO SHE IS AND HOW SHE MADE ME FEEL =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;she never fails to be there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; :D never! for all the 5 years we've been close..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun, i hope that i too have never failed you =) no matter how far apart we'll be, i'll always be there for you. maybe not physically but &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;in spirit&lt;/span&gt; =D to support you in everything you do.to share your burden. to together jump in excitement for all your "syok moments"! to celebrate your achievement. and to cry your sorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, the bond we have made me realise the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;true meaning of friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like sisters. that's how we are&lt;/em&gt;. and sisters, never forget each other ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;bak kata pepatah, air dicincang x akan putus&lt;/span&gt; =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqZmsImRyLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wUu7WwVSIFk/s1600-h/P9050052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379099713348946098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqZmsImRyLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wUu7WwVSIFk/s320/P9050052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I LOVE YOU SO MUCH YUHANIS &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;and yun! thanks for your post! im sooo loving it that im gonna publish the link here. muacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://oneyouhoneys303.blogspot.com/2009/09/iylia-felissa-ikmal-hisham.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;http://oneyouhoneys303.blogspot.com/2009/09/iylia-felissa-ikmal-hisham.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8388346318036383103-5420920961355525073?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/5420920961355525073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/specially-for-wan-yuhanis-mukhtar.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/5420920961355525073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/5420920961355525073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/specially-for-wan-yuhanis-mukhtar.html' title='Specially for Wan Yuhanis Mukhtar =)'/><author><name>iylia felissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12784557884657917270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqCtAG6UQII/AAAAAAAAAAg/lIbxTrAiAjg/S220/Picture1+113.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqZl15Q-LtI/AAAAAAAAACw/4JZAFtao888/s72-c/n839498694_918957_8690.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388346318036383103.post-5453936358764303368</id><published>2009-09-08T15:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:08:25.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos :)'/><title type='text'>WHEN IYLIA AND DEE PRETEND TO BE WORLD CLASS SINGERS ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-80104e3dced6c2d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-iylia-and-dee-pretend-to-be-world.html' title='WHEN IYLIA AND DEE PRETEND TO BE WORLD CLASS SINGERS ;)'/><author><name>iylia felissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12784557884657917270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqCtAG6UQII/AAAAAAAAAAg/lIbxTrAiAjg/S220/Picture1+113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388346318036383103.post-3979327751337594300</id><published>2009-09-06T13:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:07:42.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos :)'/><title type='text'>saya amat menyukai ini lagu =)</title><content type='html'>JONAS BROTHERS - FLY WITH ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8388346318036383103-3979327751337594300?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/3979327751337594300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/saya-amat-menyukai-ini-lagu_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/3979327751337594300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/3979327751337594300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/saya-amat-menyukai-ini-lagu_06.html' title='saya amat menyukai ini lagu =)'/><author><name>iylia felissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12784557884657917270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqCtAG6UQII/AAAAAAAAAAg/lIbxTrAiAjg/S220/Picture1+113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388346318036383103.post-1079554621891449491</id><published>2009-09-04T15:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:07:12.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decision making'/><title type='text'>love vs dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i wanna go.. but i don't wanna go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really difficult when you're super close with your mom.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times like this, when sacrifices have to be made, you're &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;caught in the middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;to choose&lt;/span&gt; between your dream and your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;when i thought about it, over and over again.. i really do not know what to do?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, to choose between medicine and imperial. now that i've got imperial, the dilemma is done and over :)&lt;br /&gt;but now.... once im off to imperial, i'll have to leave my mum alone here :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;can i ever do that? i know i can't.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but i can try. but do i even dare to try? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to even imagine how she would fly back alone from london to malaysia without me by her side is heartbreaking.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear..i'm actually back to square one! should i just do medicine locally?&lt;br /&gt;but do i really wanna do it locally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mothers will never part from you no matter what&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their love,&lt;em&gt;unconditional&lt;/em&gt; :) i guess 4 years is not that bad after all. there's webcam n skype.&lt;br /&gt;the world has virtually transformed into a smaller unit with all this latest technology :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realising that nothing can be altered, i'll just have to make the best out of it :D&lt;br /&gt;1st class honours is my new aim :) then, everything is paid off! only for you.. mama~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*kisses*&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/8388346318036383103-1079554621891449491?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/1079554621891449491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-vs-dream.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/1079554621891449491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/1079554621891449491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-vs-dream.html' title='love vs dream'/><author><name>iylia felissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12784557884657917270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqCtAG6UQII/AAAAAAAAAAg/lIbxTrAiAjg/S220/Picture1+113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388346318036383103.post-5426515829248168690</id><published>2009-09-04T14:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:06:36.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decision making'/><title type='text'>getting personal =/</title><content type='html'>i'm thinking on should i or shouldn't i get personal with my blog.&lt;br /&gt;if i decided to be personal, i will have to restrict my blog to only certain users.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*thinking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*still thinking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;verdict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;i'll be personal but vague&lt;/em&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;so, you'll never know the fulllllll story :) hah!&lt;br /&gt;unless of course, i tell you personally about it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;personal issue 1&lt;/span&gt; =p&lt;br /&gt;is it wrong to be in denial when giving up isn't an option?&lt;br /&gt;can time ever improve the situation?&lt;br /&gt;but say it can, for how long should we wait?&lt;br /&gt;no! hold on for a sec?!&lt;br /&gt;must we just wait... or.. must we keep on trying while waiting?&lt;br /&gt;or.. should we just move on?&lt;br /&gt;but can we move on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you classify yourself as a strong person, why so weak now.&lt;br /&gt;maybe you were acting strong all along. or maybe, you're really strong.&lt;br /&gt;just that you lack confidence after all that have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now im confusing myself! pfffttt..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i've made up my mind! &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;this blog is gonna be private&lt;/span&gt;. if u can read this, that's cause i allow you too :D hence, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be glad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! ngaaaaa~&lt;br /&gt;no way i'm gonna tell the whole wide world what i am feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*kisses*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8388346318036383103-5426515829248168690?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/5426515829248168690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/getting-personal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/5426515829248168690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/5426515829248168690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/getting-personal.html' title='getting personal =/'/><author><name>iylia felissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12784557884657917270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqCtAG6UQII/AAAAAAAAAAg/lIbxTrAiAjg/S220/Picture1+113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388346318036383103.post-700376888052123577</id><published>2009-09-04T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:05:16.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opening speech ;)'/><title type='text'>will blog be my new piano?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;this is my first attempt in blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait! maybe i have tried. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and what happened to it?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; IDEA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt; well, that's why im creating a new one &lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i wonder, will this blog be abandoned one day?&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; when i get married XP&lt;br /&gt;or i'll start writing what i should not. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;wow&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;now i'm starting to get the hang of it&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; it's really2 fun to just blab n blab without having anyone to stop you =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm addicted to my piano. maybe, (by 60/40) i will get addicted to blogging as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no guarantee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING ALERT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i'll write what i feel like writing.. it may be dry, composed from 2000 words, hence a lil too tiring to read.&lt;br /&gt;but do i care? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no!&lt;/span&gt; because.. blog is for I myself to read. not you! (quoted by mr.qashrul hidafi :P ) unless, u're really nosy, with tremendous free time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! it's the first post, and i'm starting to be a lil bitchy XP&lt;br /&gt;that explains why : 1. i need a blog (so i won't act bitchy in reality)&lt;br /&gt;2. the title of my blog is.. "i don't play ingenue" :D i'm not gonna be a sweet&lt;br /&gt;girl in my own blog! *am i in real life anyway?* =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;done with my 1st post.. gonna write the 2nd one soon! n i mean it. &lt;strong&gt;SOON&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*kisses* muahx muahx muahx LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8388346318036383103-700376888052123577?l=iyliafelissa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/feeds/700376888052123577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/will-blog-be-my-new-piano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/700376888052123577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8388346318036383103/posts/default/700376888052123577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iyliafelissa.blogspot.com/2009/09/will-blog-be-my-new-piano.html' title='will blog be my new piano?'/><author><name>iylia felissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12784557884657917270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENgFEpmkoIQ/SqCtAG6UQII/AAAAAAAAAAg/lIbxTrAiAjg/S220/Picture1+113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
