<?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-4476289889621006406</id><updated>2011-12-14T18:57:21.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Legally Brunette</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-1532126332658164052</id><published>2007-12-09T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T19:27:48.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when there was me and u</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's funny when you find yourself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking from the outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm standing here but all I want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is to be over there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why did I let myself believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miracles could happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause now I have to pretend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I don't really care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought you were my fairytale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A dream when I'm not sleeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A wish upon a star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thats coming true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But everybody else could tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I confused my feelings with the truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When there was me and you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swore I knew the melody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I heard you singing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when you smiled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You made me feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like I could sing along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then you went and changed the words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now my heart is emptyI'm only left with used-to-be's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once upon a song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I know your not a fairytale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And dreams were meant for sleeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And wishes on a star &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just don't come true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause now even I tell &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I confused my feelings with the truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I liked the view&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When there was me and you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could be so blind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's like you were floating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While I was falling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I didn't mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I liked the view&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thought you felt it too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When there was me and you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-1532126332658164052?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1532126332658164052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=1532126332658164052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/1532126332658164052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/1532126332658164052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/12/when-there-was-me-and-u.html' title='when there was me and u'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-2883523243211936024</id><published>2007-12-09T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T09:08:44.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>secret..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;THISremindsMEofYOU&lt;br 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P6Yja7DZwOA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P6Yja7DZwOA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;IMISSYOUMISSYOU&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-2883523243211936024?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2883523243211936024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=2883523243211936024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/2883523243211936024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/2883523243211936024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/12/secret.html' title='secret..'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-1004816958172432055</id><published>2007-11-16T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T21:52:20.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>someday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every night I pray,&lt;br /&gt;For the strength to love him the very next day;&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t even know why I fell for him.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish it’s not just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could be together.&lt;br /&gt;I pray so my wish comes true,&lt;br /&gt;For his heart belongs to someone else,&lt;br /&gt;Someone else – unknown who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brightens my life from day to day,&lt;br /&gt;And how I love his every way -&lt;br /&gt;His smile his mind I comprehend,&lt;br /&gt;I fell for him although my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fate has made him seen to me,&lt;br /&gt;Strong and gentle and charming and very sweet;&lt;br /&gt;Although together I wish we could be,&lt;br /&gt;I can’t tell him now – maybe next time we meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I try to think in different way,&lt;br /&gt;Believe that wind will bring me travel far;&lt;br /&gt;For unless I love you thy mouth speaks say,&lt;br /&gt;I believe our emotions will never at par.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I closed my eyes and wished upon the star that I would find true love -&lt;br /&gt;-one star,brighter than the others,two hearts beating for each other-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-I believe wishes do come true-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“its so hard to make known your love yet so easy to fall and care for one; ironic”&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/4476289889621006406-1004816958172432055?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1004816958172432055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=1004816958172432055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/1004816958172432055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/1004816958172432055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/11/someday.html' title='someday..'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-3507892370773109535</id><published>2007-09-23T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T05:01:24.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sepet post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Updates:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Having literature paper 3 tomorrow morning at 8.45 and I'm so screwed with the John Keats thing. OMFG!* oops! but still i have to take it like a man! LOL.. Just finished watching "SEPET" on Astro Kirana *i cried*...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The movie sepet in correct order:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PN9HT5DY6Ek"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PN9HT5DY6Ek" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BFOXLNRPrSc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BFOXLNRPrSc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KzeJlg9vIQQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KzeJlg9vIQQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XI4wUIdfHi0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XI4wUIdfHi0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uVz9jTnDorQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uVz9jTnDorQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tCgHoLhBc4U"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tCgHoLhBc4U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UCfSLZTx9S0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UCfSLZTx9S0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E7Jd40EOXvE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E7Jd40EOXvE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CaGSRnXvRo0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CaGSRnXvRo0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rA9cBZBlQOQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rA9cBZBlQOQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xl47R4FoRAA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xl47R4FoRAA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I cried .. I dont know why but i did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its true, true love knows no race, no colour no politics. Its pure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;**videos curtesy of a very very good person and youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-3507892370773109535?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3507892370773109535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=3507892370773109535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/3507892370773109535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/3507892370773109535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/09/sepet-post.html' title='sepet post'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-6239283277282188961</id><published>2007-09-19T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T05:45:02.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>argh pain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Updates: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I am in love with my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*sighs* --&gt; But he doesnt&lt;strong&gt; like like&lt;/strong&gt; me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; miss you *some text missing*.. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a confessional story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first time I saw you ; yes, &lt;strong&gt;i know i ran away&lt;/strong&gt;. but that was only because i was thinking about what you will think of me.. because I am not Malibu Barbie ; not Miss Universe ; not Mika Nakashima.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first time I talked to you ; i have to be honest as this is a confession , you made &lt;strong&gt;my heart beat faster&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;-- thats good for health right? then later you made me feel &lt;strong&gt;safe &lt;/strong&gt;and comfortable and i wasn't afraid anymore.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a few more times of bumping into you and i got used to it.. but then i got afraid once more.. this time i was scared because you give me some kind of emotion that i dont think will work between you and me. I was scared if you knew, what whould you say.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today ; my friend *some text missing* told me something. something she found somewhere and all of a sudden i found that very important.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" you know i like you and i know i like you but i just cant say anything"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd simply rather have what we have going on right now. I'll have a little of your attention every now and then and you have mine 24/7. And you look so amazing everytime.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have tried denial, i've tried to make myself angry at you for no apparent reason. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you left and i couldn't see you as frequent, i naturally had an easier time going without you but then you came back ; and i am back to my confused self again. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe it is your natural charisma or maybe you're simply a cassanova. many people out there actually likes you.. but you like the one person .. one person ; and i'll be happy for you if you do get that one person..&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;simply put &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I would hate to say it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but our friendship just cant last ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the wonderful times we shared together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;have faded to the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I told you it would happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that our friendship has bound to end;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;though i know you care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I cannot consider you as a friend;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Please dont try to argue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that time can change people as tide can change the sand -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;our friendship has been lovely, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but you see it has an end;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for now i feel in a different way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've fallen in love with you my friend.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+dreamingofacinderellastory+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-6239283277282188961?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6239283277282188961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=6239283277282188961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/6239283277282188961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/6239283277282188961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/09/argh-pain.html' title='argh pain!'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-2307366292814034141</id><published>2007-09-18T06:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T23:45:51.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>room 1.04</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna be stuck these few days at the first floor.. &lt;strong&gt;freaking trials&lt;/strong&gt;! All the exams are on the first floor.. *sigh* Room 1.04 definately makes the most of my brain.. what a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Updates: &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesternight, though it could be considered to be tomorning ; a friend of mine like posed this &lt;strong&gt;really sudden&lt;/strong&gt; question. Confessed his feelings and stuff know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I said was I felt like eating ice - cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have a sorta kinda date or meeting if you will this thursday. Whee!~ and I get to eat ice - cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;exams wise ; i already downed accounts paper 1 and 2.. literature paper 4 and i'm gonna have a &lt;strong&gt;field trip&lt;/strong&gt; completing law paper 1 later in the auditorium.. heheee... *giggles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p/s: my giggling ; i think, is caused by the amount of chocolates i've been engulfing these few days.. crap! i'm becoming a chocolate fan! Whee!~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Entertainment mind:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesternight I listened to Mika Nakashima, not bad really and I'm kinda looking forward to buying NANA so i can watch it **DUH~ ( + + )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also downloaded some really fun songs ie 'potentian breakup song - by ally and aj' and 'honey - by cyndi wang xin ling' --- so cute and perky the songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesh i like songs that makes people smile and prance around and do embarassing things.. I like happy things and happy songs have an impact on me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy songs = Happy Rachel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emotional songs = Emotional Rachel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rock songs = Rocking Rachel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well you surely get the picture right? Its kinda &lt;strong&gt;obvious&lt;/strong&gt; you know? Well, I have this sorta funny thing that i really go into the music that i'm surrounded with. Its no Joke..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What the shopping malls earned from my purchases:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firstly, i bought a pair of crocs.. &lt;strong&gt;freaking&lt;/strong&gt; cute whei! kawaii-des! LMAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thats pretty much it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh wait, I bought gelato.. OMFG.. so delicious! makes me happy also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*smiles from ear to ear*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+sofarsogoodiloveyouthatsomeone+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hot-lyts.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/random/5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-2307366292814034141?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2307366292814034141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=2307366292814034141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/2307366292814034141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/2307366292814034141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/09/room-104.html' title='room 1.04'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/random/th_5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-4046549068461403458</id><published>2007-09-18T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T05:34:45.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stevie wonder anybody?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49yLRq5h_ic/Ru-9ZFxlJoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lpj6VKMFVvg/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111512340833314434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49yLRq5h_ic/Ru-9ZFxlJoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lpj6VKMFVvg/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Updates:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the last post i sorta hinted about some confusion of mine and yea, i am definately confused. see, this is a guy who is my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;positive ; +ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;but what you say when everytime you see him, you &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;smile from ear to ear&lt;/span&gt;, your heart skips a beat and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you leave him skipping like a little girl&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;he makes me so happy ya'll.. what am i to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confusion ; argh!!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He came back and when he was there, no one else really mattered at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He made me cry for heavens sake.. but i cant do it for he is clearly my friend..&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;argh!!*&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's breaking my heart somehow but ; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's making me happy everyday for &lt;strong&gt;even a glimpse puts sunshine in me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;dear GOD I pray..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;"dear GOD , tell me if there is at all a chance"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;"dear GOD , give me a sign.. do i really love him?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;"dear GOD, to be in capacity to reach his dreams"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+youwillforeverbeadearone+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-4046549068461403458?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4046549068461403458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=4046549068461403458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/4046549068461403458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/4046549068461403458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/09/stevie-wonder-anybody.html' title='stevie wonder anybody?'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49yLRq5h_ic/Ru-9ZFxlJoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lpj6VKMFVvg/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-5420905368636487351</id><published>2007-09-12T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T20:22:15.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;updates again:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yvonne saw &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;my superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Puteri saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;my superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sasha saw &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*in that exact order.. in the exact lift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**BOO!!**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;TRL&lt;/span&gt; wonders.. will she see &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;her superman&lt;/span&gt;.. next at the same lift??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.wonders was it meant to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+wishuponafallingstar+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( n n )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-5420905368636487351?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5420905368636487351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=5420905368636487351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/5420905368636487351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/5420905368636487351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/09/updates-again-yvonne-saw-my-superman.html' title=''/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-7781734459771117295</id><published>2007-09-12T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T20:08:46.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>he's alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;updates: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I saw &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my underwear&lt;/span&gt; today.. well, maybe not today exactly, *yesterday* and he was OMG gorgeous! So tall and so handsome. But I am a little confused ever since the past few days.. Yea, some distruption going on with my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;brain&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Exams *stupid trials* are like few more days to go and *hahaha* *dies laughing*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Puasa month just started today and so I dont have friends who can lunch with me no more.. its kinda sad.. ( x x )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GOT PUASA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emotions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Confused.. over who i like.. maybe its not as i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If the two guys that i like are standing side by side, does it mean that I like the one i look at more??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;**and oh my god! yvonne just told me that *he* is going into the lift.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wishes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I totally want that fairy doll right now.. its like.. super adorable!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;History:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had the most amazing oysters yesterday at home and yea, he wore the same colours as me *again*.. I finally did some of Ms Angeline's homework and actually yes *actually* passed it up to her! ( she must think i've gone nuts or something )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friends and pictures?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109515949839820402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49yLRq5h_ic/Ruilr1xlJnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rvJ-3abHPqo/s320/kAorI000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PUASA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yvonne and Ibtisem.. I took this picture infront of the library.. a picture of two backsides getting their education on!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope my readers enjoy the puasa month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hugs and Kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**BOO!!**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p/s: he just made my day!! *hearts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-7781734459771117295?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7781734459771117295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=7781734459771117295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/7781734459771117295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/7781734459771117295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/09/hes-alive.html' title='he&apos;s alive'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49yLRq5h_ic/Ruilr1xlJnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rvJ-3abHPqo/s72-c/kAorI000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-8279129310684093576</id><published>2007-09-09T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T23:59:35.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>+wishuponafallingstar+</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whateverlife.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 405px; HEIGHT: 127px" height="120" src="http://mslayouts.whateverlife.com/expressyourself/happiness/notacare.gif" width="385" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;updates: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;its been six long, painful and *&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hurt&lt;/span&gt;*-less days ; sighs and i have introduced myself to a painkiller namely 'earring shopping'. I know i know.. superman wears spandex and he looks gay/scary/bad ; but he is nevertheless irresistable. period.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;secondly, today's the first day my spartan dude is working. he looks out of place but i'm sure he'll get used to it..he's a spartan!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;thirdly, a-level trials in another like 6 days. i'm like WTF!!* oops. this is pure torture, its pure stress/tension. *on knees praying*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;TheRandomLawyer&lt;/span&gt; is like seriously getting slammed ; i wonder how long TRL can carry on being the was TRL is and was. random is fine..but lawyer? i'm kinda not that sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;emotions:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tension and stressed and worried and pissed and.. and... impatient.. *gosh* its like a mind scrambler.. as if the mind can be scrambled just like&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; morning breakfast and eggs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;make believe:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;making believe that it is possible to be in love and be in control at the exact same time. being focused with all the more importance of confidence and hope for a brighter tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;wishlist:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;well, its more of a shopping list for me.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;maybe a pair of Ipanema flip-flops * Gisselle will be so proud * and for my swatch-ies to be shined to absolute perfection. As for today and wishes.. it might come true after all.. I wish for *&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the guy that lives on the second floor&lt;/span&gt;* to appear once more.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;+wishuponafallingstar+&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(+.+)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-8279129310684093576?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8279129310684093576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=8279129310684093576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/8279129310684093576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/8279129310684093576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/09/wishuponafallingstar.html' title='+wishuponafallingstar+'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-3166848582189444904</id><published>2007-09-08T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T06:26:24.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the mill on the floss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;* The Mill on the Floss * &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its always nice to see something for a change.. and films with old settings are beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tom Tulliver who is getting his eddication with Mr Stelling meets Phillip Wakem, the son of Mr Tullivers arch enemy Mr Wakem, a lawyer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_5rtJ8JUVs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_5rtJ8JUVs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See, in this clip, there's a conversation between Tom and Phillip. Tom is quite a bully as you will see as you go on watching. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lRgqSl22o6Y"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lRgqSl22o6Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is kinda entertaining know.. Tom is kinda *ah duhhh* LOL.. and kinda L.A.M.E for a boy who's getting a good education. He's childish. Haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pF-vnZqtEmU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pF-vnZqtEmU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tom Tulliver has a visitor at Mr Stellings.. He expresses his unhappiness on the education he is imposed to attend. An ungrateful boy he is... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vAVWIbWTv88"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vAVWIbWTv88" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here's a clip where Tom, goes home and finds out something about rabbits.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HjKFMqXNlFU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HjKFMqXNlFU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's Tom, Lucy and Maggie having their tea, the language they use.. Its most beautiful. Notice Maggie's hair? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4rMKGZS6XGI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4rMKGZS6XGI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maggie ran towards the river? Now, I wonder what happens after that.. seriously, I've yet to look for more video clips.. I wish i could find more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mill on the Floss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall put up my own version to the summary soon when I am done reading the book that is.&lt;br /&gt;So till then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hugs and kisses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-3166848582189444904?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3166848582189444904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=3166848582189444904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/3166848582189444904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/3166848582189444904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/09/mill-on-floss.html' title='the mill on the floss'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-1626369433845559538</id><published>2007-09-06T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T23:59:04.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wonder?</title><content type='html'>Updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent seen underwear in like three days straight. I'm kinda worried about this undergarment know.. *underwear doesnt even know he's like my superman* Oh, what i'll give to feel HURT again.. Its been ever so long since my heart actually yearned for some pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just bought a pair of earphones from the KDU bookstore.. for like fifteen bucks. WOW!.. * that Mahmood! He told me he got it from heaven* LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually finished the tutorial for English literature and I did the Bandana Ltd question.. haha.. although i sorta kinda like gave up before the Trading Profit and Loss Account ended but.. I tried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puteri is sitting next to me right now and I'm as usual at TLC.. me and Elissa's "special classroom"  &lt;--- Because Miss Angeline thinks that we both have History class. *giggles*.. Haikal is being really eMo because he claims that Puteri rejected him. Funny guy. Oh, and Puteri is 'feeling' MT.. haha.. Yvonne is not here today, she skipped Lit to go to the hospital and see Mahmood and Saadain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i know i'm not supposed to like blog for this period of time cause of the trails.. but i can resist.. LOL.. whee!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a date with Shunggie tonight at the park.. *he's my friend and we were gonna make him cry and let the pain out tonight* but i had to like cancel it because of the like prayers thingi that i have to go later tonight.. whee.. *FIREWORKS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to LOCOMOTION on my, i mean Puteri's favourite mp4.. its actually a nice song know. Everybody's doing the locomotion.. * alterego singing *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions to date:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this bleeding feeling in my throat. I mean, Its really bleeding.. like i swallowed glass or something.. like WTF!!* oops. Besides that, I'm worried. Its weird that i can actually worry about someone that i dont know.. haha.. but i am worried.. I am also confused thanks to the same person. Being confused is not fun.. acting confused is though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could go somewhere for a holiday.. somewhere abroad..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go the the beach and throw a glass bottle in it.. along with all my wishes so that the sea will carry it far and wide&lt;br /&gt;I wish for that gold swatch watch and that motorola handphone..&lt;br /&gt;For the lamp to shine brightly again and to light up my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont mean to sound emotional but i dont know.. emotional things are in someway beautifully put and not usual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lotsa hugs and kisses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya'll know i love ya'll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxoxox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DUKES OF HAZZARD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-1626369433845559538?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1626369433845559538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=1626369433845559538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/1626369433845559538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/1626369433845559538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/09/wonder.html' title='wonder?'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-8384261997322038896</id><published>2007-09-02T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:08:58.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Itu kamu</title><content type='html'>I know, i know.. its kinda funnny that all the songs are like all from malaysians.. but yeah.. i am into the malaysian music scene.. listen to it, its really good. Dont tint your eyes as to the music in Malaysia will suck. It really doesnt k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from what we M'sians call rock.. which usually equalls to noise.. most of the 'rock' songs are actually really cool know. Here's another one. Please go buy the songs. &lt;a href="http://www.musiccanteen.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;MusicCanteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;if you may. *buy the song*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Itu Kamu - Estranged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segally yang ku pasti akan aku capai untuk mengambil hati mu&lt;br /&gt;Melepasi angkasa cintaku&lt;br /&gt;Sesudah aku melafazkan kesemua yang diperlu&lt;br /&gt;Ianya seperti suluhan yang terang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segala yang kau ragui akan ku padam habis dari hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Mengingari dalaman akalmu&lt;br /&gt;Takkan puas ku, mengiringi semua tawa dan tangisan mu&lt;br /&gt;Anggun wajahmu, pelita yang terang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatiku, mahu mu&lt;br /&gt;Rupa mu&lt;br /&gt;Masih masih masih masih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau terindah&lt;br /&gt;Masih ada&lt;br /&gt;Yang tercantik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Itu Kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiada mengapa taupun sampai bila kerna cinta enggan kenal mengalah&lt;br /&gt;Memanah masuk hatiku yang reti&lt;br /&gt;Setelah kau nampak tetap ku masih menunjukkan erti hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Yang mahu bersama kau buat selamanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat chorus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that was a really good rock song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I think &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Andy *the drummer*&lt;/span&gt; is so cute but my brother doesnt. He's so mean *my brother*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, visit estranged's webbie. ---&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.estranged.info/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;http://www.estranged.info/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hugs and kisses ya'll*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-8384261997322038896?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8384261997322038896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=8384261997322038896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/8384261997322038896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/8384261997322038896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/09/itu-kamu.html' title='Itu kamu'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-4278472217745109821</id><published>2007-09-02T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:14:39.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian Unity.. Lin Yu Zhong feat Sheila Majid.</title><content type='html'>Listened to this song many times on the radio. Especially &lt;a href="http://www.988.com.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Radio 98.8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thought it was an amazing song but didnt know the title and singer. Finally found out about it while watching the &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;50th Merdeka celebration&lt;/span&gt; in Malacca which was sponsored by MY.fm on television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of sharing the lyrics with my readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lin Yu Zhong &amp; Sheila Majid (林宇中 &amp;amp; Sheila Majid - Melody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau melodi yang indah&lt;br /&gt;Menusuki jiwa&lt;br /&gt;Tanpamu&lt;br /&gt;Hidupku tak bermakna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;duo me shi zai de gan jue wang zhe ni de lian&lt;br /&gt;zhe yi ke wo dao le bei ren yi wang de yong yuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pertemuan yang tanpa diduga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;xiang mi lu de ren zhao dao hui jia de lu xian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Engkau bak lagu dan aku bagai irama&lt;br /&gt;Bersatu kita mewarnai hidup bersama&lt;br /&gt;Tanpamu hilanglah nadi kita berdua&lt;br /&gt;Menderita tiada haluan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Woo~ zai wo xin li zui dong ting de melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kau melodi yang indah&lt;br /&gt;Menusuki jiwa&lt;br /&gt;Tanpamu&lt;br /&gt;Hidupku tak bermakna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;duo me shi zai de gan jue wang zhe ni de lian&lt;br /&gt;zhe yi ke wo dao le bei ren yi wang de yong yuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pertemuan yang tanpa diduga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;xiang mi lu de ren zhao dao hui jia de lu xian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Engkau bak lagu dan aku bagai irama&lt;br /&gt;Bersatu kita mewarnai hidup bersama&lt;br /&gt;Tanpamu hilanglah nadi kita berdua&lt;br /&gt;Menderita tiada haluan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Woo~ zai wo xin li zui dong ting de melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engkau bak lagu dan aku bagai irama&lt;br /&gt;Bersatu kita mewarnai hidup bersama&lt;br /&gt;Tanpamu hilanglah nadi kita berdua&lt;br /&gt;Menderita tiada haluan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Woo~ zai wo xin li zui dong ting de melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Menderita tiada haluan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Woo~ zai wo xin li zui dong ting de melody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-4278472217745109821?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4278472217745109821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=4278472217745109821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/4278472217745109821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/4278472217745109821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/09/malaysian-unity-lin-yu-zhong-feat.html' title='Malaysian Unity.. Lin Yu Zhong feat Sheila Majid.'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-2808327097912404046</id><published>2007-09-02T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T18:45:32.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>examinations.. oh sh*t</title><content type='html'>I just got so bored trying to study cost behaviour and the break even analysis sheet.. argh.. cost accounting ; but i must honestly say that its kinda nicer a class than financial accounting. *oops* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most peeps will actually agree with me on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found out the *ahem* underwear guy's name. LOL ; well, i can say .. its interesting. Heehe, but he is foreign so i dont blame him. Still cute though 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On youtube now, searching for the easy way out to learn and master literature. LMAO.. watch the video instead of reading 11 freaking books on literature. Its not exactly light reading know. Imagine.. *yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: if i do get the video somehow, I'll try my best to post it on here so we can all cheat.. Haahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I cant believe this, I'm like super slacking right now. Promised myself to like, you know study and all for the stupid trials. WTF am I doing on blogger. Well, since i am already here must well just explain my situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message: I wont be blogging for quite some time cause of the stupid trials.. *scoffs*&lt;br /&gt;         so please forgive my absent-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I typed 'charles dickens' on youtube and guess what came out!! Some freaking cleavage blopper.. haha.. crazy!&lt;br /&gt;Its weird cuz i actually watched the series of David Copperfield on YouTube last week and this week its no longer there.. *sighs* guess GOD doesnt want me to have the easy way out huh?.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past weekend was so lame.. Capital L.A.M.E &lt;-- not a remake of Gwen Stefani's L.A.M.B  Singing "Setia" by myself and watching the 8tv Quickie edition of the merdeka celebrations. Too lazy to get stuck in the jam.. So.. Thats about it..  I really dont know when will be the next time I'm gonna post another BLOGGIE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: still trying to get a cbox on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and kisses to all my readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-2808327097912404046?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2808327097912404046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=2808327097912404046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/2808327097912404046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/2808327097912404046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/09/examinations-oh-sht.html' title='examinations.. oh sh*t'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-1392910235901486738</id><published>2007-08-14T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T05:31:02.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alteregofallsforaboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;for a days journey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;leads to ; many excitements &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for thee wish to dwell here long &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deep and soft within thy soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for waves colide if time permits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;thy sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for I lye here for times as passed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sounds meet by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like the galaxy thou art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for thee can only vision from afar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feel the rush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;thy form&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for I kneel by the moonbeam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;worshiping thy life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thy shining light ; blinding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for thee cannot revert thee vision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heart beats - pacing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;thy aura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**inspired by: a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-1392910235901486738?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1392910235901486738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=1392910235901486738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/1392910235901486738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/1392910235901486738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/alteregofallsforaboy.html' title='alteregofallsforaboy'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-4992617652990552008</id><published>2007-08-14T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T05:09:54.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alter ego falls in love - kaibuliaokou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;才離開沒多久就開始 擔心今天的妳過得好不好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cai li kai mei duo jiu jiu kai shi dan xin jin tian de ni guo de hao bu hao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;整個畫面是妳 想妳想的睡不著&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;zheng ge hua mian shi ni xiang ni xiang de shui bu zhao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;嘴嘟嘟那可愛的模樣 還有在妳身上香香的味道&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;zui du du na ke ai de mo yang hai you zai ni shen shang xiang xiang de wei dao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我的快樂是妳 想妳想的都會笑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;wo de kuai le shi ni xiang ni xiang de dou hui xiao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* 沒有妳在我有多難熬&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mei you ni zai wo you duo nan ao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(沒有妳在我有多難熬多煩惱) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(mei you ni zai wo you duo nan ao duo fan nao)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;沒有妳煩我有多煩惱&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mei you ni fan wo you duo fan nao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(沒有妳煩我有多煩惱多難熬)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(mei you ni fan wo you duo fan nao duo nan ao)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;穿過雲層 我試著努力向妳奔跑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;chuan guo yun ceng wo shi zhe nu li xiang ni ben pao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;愛才送到 妳卻已在別人懷抱&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ai cai song dao ni que yi zai bie ren huai bao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;** 就是&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;開不了口&lt;/span&gt;讓她知道&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jiu shi kai bu liao kou rang ta zhi dao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我一定會呵護著妳也逗妳笑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;wo yi ding hui he hu zhe ni ye dou ni xiao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;妳對我有多重要 我後悔沒讓妳知道&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ni dui wo you duo zhong yao wo hou hui mei rang ni zhi dao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;安靜的聽妳撒嬌 看妳睡著一直到老&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;an jing de ting ni sa jiao kan ni shui zhao yi zhi dao lao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;就是開不了口讓她知道&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jiu shi kai bu liao kou rang ta zhi dao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;就是那麼簡單幾句我辦不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jiu shi na me jian dan ji ju wo ban bu dao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;整顆心懸在半空我只能夠遠遠看著&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;zheng ke xin xuan zai ban kong wo zhi neng gou yuan yuan kan zhao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;這些我都做得到但那個人已經不是我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;zhe xie wo dou zuo de dao dan na ge ren yi jing bu shi wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-4992617652990552008?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4992617652990552008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=4992617652990552008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/4992617652990552008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/4992617652990552008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/alter-ego-falls-in-love-kaibuliaokou.html' title='alter ego falls in love - kaibuliaokou'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-1176416566872291947</id><published>2007-08-12T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T05:23:33.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shunggie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hartshunggie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why ; because - shunggie is &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; and he is &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;kind&lt;/span&gt;. shunggie cares. the guy is &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;smart&lt;/span&gt;, a nerd?shunggie makes me feel safe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shunggie is my friend*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hartshunggie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p/s: thank you shunggie for being there. hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're not a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;NERD&lt;/span&gt; shunggie but if your friends insist ; then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon411.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;too bad they are not nerds huh?!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;giggles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LOTSA LOVE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-1176416566872291947?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1176416566872291947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=1176416566872291947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/1176416566872291947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/1176416566872291947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/shunggie.html' title='shunggie.'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-6975995379886087161</id><published>2007-08-12T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T05:00:58.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what to say after a breakup for a girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;start off with saying "boys suck!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon212.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tell him that all this while you were worried about his lack of brains&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon235.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;boys are like emus. pure evil *spread the news&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon255.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tell him beware because you're deadly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon257.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;he can suck a duck if he wants to. *if he cant reach his manhood himself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon343.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;its true.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon373.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;well, some of them do. like my ex!* giggles&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon393.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;definately!~ no doubt about it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon399.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;they lie to cheat so if they lie, they MUST cheat too&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon394.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;how can you let other boys see your 'precious'!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and besides;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon397.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dont worry. there will be another one just as DUMB.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;**inspired by : stupid boy with horrible taste and character**&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;GIGGLES OUT LOUD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hugs and kissies &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-6975995379886087161?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6975995379886087161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=6975995379886087161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/6975995379886087161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/6975995379886087161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-to-say-after-breakup-for-girl.html' title='what to say after a breakup for a girl.'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-3803964848815509697</id><published>2007-08-11T00:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T01:12:42.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling hungry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon26.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;firstly; start of with something celerabtive~ YAY!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon71.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;then something adorablly gummie* wink* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon88.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lick on a lollypop and seduce someome.. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon91.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;wash it down with a creammy sin *giggles*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon110.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;add to the sinful-ness *oops*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon129.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;snack on something for a kick of endorphines *whee!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon136.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;finally, end with something refreshing... haaa..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LMAO*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I AM HUNGRY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hugs and kissies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-3803964848815509697?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3803964848815509697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=3803964848815509697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/3803964848815509697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/3803964848815509697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/feeling-hungry.html' title='feeling hungry'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-6427624121133208516</id><published>2007-08-09T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T00:49:44.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reasons why we are all the same.</title><content type='html'>I was just lying down on my bed staring blankly at my blue cieling and JJ and Rudy came on the radio doing their funny stuff as usual. This time about how the 'shuttlecock' was invented my a Malaysian named Mr Kok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Malaysian; PROUD Malaysian I mean *ahem* LOL.. I suddenly decided to get over the grudge I have built for Khairy Jamaluddin after the various things I have got to know about him, the latest being an article I read in The Star newspaper a few days ago when he said that the next election for the country is about the future of the Malays. So, I'd surely wish that this has not been published as it will definately have sparked a flame in those who are not Malays. I am a proud Malaysian, I just try not to give a damn about the political system in the country, and as a proud Malaysian, I thought I would show that we are all indeed the same, except for the fact that some people in general are very childish in the actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are we the same you ask? Well, sometimes if u squint a little and tilt your head a little you might be surprised to find ridiculous facts that make us all indeed the same. As a law student, I know that the law in Malaysia is very much influenced by politics. So I dont look so strictly, and I choose not to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reasons Why We Are The Same &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we ALL need to go the toilet every now and then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all EAT, maybe not the same food but yea, we eat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all shopped in malls before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all listen to music, some have weird taste but that doesnt change the fact that we do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when we we're in school, we all ate the one ringgit nasi lemak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all sing the national anthem.. Negaraku!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all have drawn the Jalur Gemilang at least once in out lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all have brains to think &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyone knows that BABI is not halal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all have parents *DUH*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we know that when we smell a strong scent from afar, its a DURIAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all wash ourselves, if you dont, OMG!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we have Penang, with all their Skillful drivers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all have comdenmed the country at least once in our lifetime..*be honest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all know that the government is screwed up in most areas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all know we have beautiful beaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/mLV1ubyd5j-RLziB3VGUbczIQPIdcKef?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" style="WIDTH: 159px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="258" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/1/1/2/S/30000000be57c2f/1/39/D4EVMAz16T99zeEM2kbvvrX_FzF1zDTz.jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/UiBW_h074D_QOj5nTnRgbJRy3djQsQA8?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" style="WIDTH: 118px; HEIGHT: 238px" height="264" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/1/1/2/S/30000000be57e78/1/69/mFxtXyRhzz9ERlWveTIr8Xjsr73I5xNp.jpg" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all know that the MRR2 was dangerous and is still is LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who doesnt know who the 'bapak kemerdekaan' is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were all made to go to school because of the system!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know that UMNO is for Malays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and MCA is for Chinese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and MIC is for Indians.. ; do you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all have read newspapers once in our lives at least&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all yawn. whether or not we cover our mouths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all know that the 17 year olds in the country have to go for NS!! HAHA! I didnt kena!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all know that nothing lasts forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all like sweets at some point in our lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all want to have a lot of money and show up our neighbours! LMAO*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all know if we go straight on the LDP, well reach either Damansara or Puchong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all know someone Malay, someone Chinese and someone Indian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all thought that HISTORY was BORING at least once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we know that 'khalwat' is a wrong thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all like to go mamak ~~ except for some rich bitch *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/wL9OjGfs2z-eGsZdTjqisHXtAFSmeIvf?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" height="160" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/1/1/2/S/30000000be584af/1/105/39a4yePq6j-myXTUQtwaj1lLjBlOfzWL.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all 'lepak'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are so carefree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nasi Lemak tambah this and tambah that! &lt;-- who never do before??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Burger Ramli tambah telur.. haha!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all know Tun Mahathir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all try to crack jokes sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we have our very own 'cicakman'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all know that 'sepet' is a Malay film despite the fact that Chinese have 'mata sepet'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all heard of 'ayah pin' and his land of pots and stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are somehow a little proud living here like it or not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all know that SINGAPORE is KIASU*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/AB_41H794D-bHnp-GPeXRMFjyjqbqMLm?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" style="WIDTH: 163px; HEIGHT: 126px" height="153" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/1/1/2/S/30000000be58874/1/118/bE-8Fac72D-_d3bom1WWUd49z7Hqn1MY.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/2-aL_iXu5z_NVgo15SXtejbElIoZ6i4Y?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 125px" height="118" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/1/1/2/S/30000000be58d92/1/23/aLzuv6n51z-Chr5xXtwOcOjapiIZ3CuR.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/i_zviLV27T8DU6hOnCaUCkV7xblCdnQ3?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" style="WIDTH: 130px; HEIGHT: 126px" height="145" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/1/1/2/S/30000000be58c67/1/89/YFBeFAU02D9T6coirAjUWD9jIpjdHfmU.jpg" width="173" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MALAYSIA BOLEH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now, maybe all the things I listed there above is not a lot, and some of it is more of a joke than a fact, but what the hey? Why cant people just close one eye sometimes? Just be dumb and act like everything is perfectly beautiful and Singapore sucks! Personally, I like Singapore! Its beautiful, but some typical M'sian are also KIASU!! *giggles* I know that M'sia is old, 50 years. (if my mother read this she would be furious) &lt;--- she is 50 also. I know that the country is getting old, freaking kolot la whei!~ but I see no signs of retirement. Guess we all have to endure the naggings from the old for a long long time.. *laughs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As a closing statement, I would like to say in pure 'Bahasa Pasar and Rojak'&lt;/p&gt;Eh, korang ni kan, tinggal kat m'sia tapi pasal la orang nak celebrate 50 tahun macam babi aje xde org yg excited pon. Sedarlah skit, bangge lah skit. Mcmlah country lain ade mat rempit, mcmlah pat lain ade satay, org panggil kebab la! kite je yg panggil satay. krang org kate korang x patriotic marah plak, kutuk sini kutuk situ.. kitorang pun ape lebihnye.. same aje, akarnye same. tak blajar BM ke? "hujan emas di negeri orang, hujan batu di negeri sendiri, lebih baik di negeri sendiri" pasal nak kuar! kan M'sia Boleh!! hahaha!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a post that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOTSA LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-6427624121133208516?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6427624121133208516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=6427624121133208516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/6427624121133208516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/6427624121133208516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/reasons-why-we-are-all-same.html' title='reasons why we are all the same.'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-2881623031753758123</id><published>2007-08-09T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T17:44:41.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I died today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;At 5:45 pm on the 9th august 2007 ; a thursday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I died. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To emotional to give a FUCK about anything anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon6.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sun shall no longer shine for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I mourn the DEATH of myself day by day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me that I have a chance for I dont see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Murdered by the very HUMAN I loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That is no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have rebooted my brain and burned my HEART.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall live no longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://omggraphics.hot-lyts.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 366px; HEIGHT: 38px" height="41" alt="Free Graphics" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/quotelittlebanners/quoteimages_76.gif" width="431" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DEAD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"pray with me Forest, pray with me"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"dear god, please make me a bird so I can fly away from here"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"before it's too late"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-2881623031753758123?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2881623031753758123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=2881623031753758123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/2881623031753758123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/2881623031753758123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-died-today.html' title='I died today'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/quotelittlebanners/th_quoteimages_76.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-9029696671456832820</id><published>2007-08-08T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T23:52:38.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>I was cleaning up my Yahoo.com inbox and I wasnt really in a happy mood for that fact. I finally decided to delete some of the mail that I have obviously totally forgotten about. Cleaning up things and house keeping is to me somehow like going down memory lane most of the times you find things you never remembered still being there. I came across this, a forwarded mail that my beloved ex boyfriend sent to me many many years back. I forgotten that I didnt delete it, but somehow I remembered the story. Every bit of it. With that particular mail, I also found that all the mail he sent to me was never deleted from my e-mail account. Maybe I really miss me but I dont know, for the past few days things have been making me think a lot about him. The below I will post the forwarded mail that I was talking about. Obvoiusly there is more, but I remembered this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neva wait for someone to say **i love you**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She&lt;br /&gt;was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and&lt;br /&gt;wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had&lt;br /&gt;missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave&lt;br /&gt;me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I&lt;br /&gt;don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I&lt;br /&gt;don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears,&lt;br /&gt;mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me&lt;br /&gt;to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat&lt;br /&gt;next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was&lt;br /&gt;mine. After 2 hour s, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips,&lt;br /&gt;she decided to go to sleep. She&lt;br /&gt;looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to&lt;br /&gt;tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I&lt;br /&gt;love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she&lt;br /&gt;said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade,&lt;br /&gt;we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together&lt;br /&gt;just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was&lt;br /&gt;over, I was standing at her front door step! I stared at her as she&lt;br /&gt;smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be&lt;br /&gt;mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said&lt;br /&gt;"I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want&lt;br /&gt;to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I&lt;br /&gt;love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was&lt;br /&gt;graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up&lt;br /&gt;on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't&lt;br /&gt;notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone&lt;br /&gt;went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged&lt;br /&gt;her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best&lt;br /&gt;friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I&lt;br /&gt;want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Few Years Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now.&lt;br /&gt;I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to&lt;br /&gt;another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that,&lt;br /&gt;and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you&lt;br /&gt;came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell&lt;br /&gt;her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her&lt;br /&gt;but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my&lt;br /&gt;"best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in&lt;br /&gt;her high school years. This is what it read:&lt;br /&gt;I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that,&lt;br /&gt;and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want&lt;br /&gt;to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know&lt;br /&gt;why. I wish he would tell me he loved me!&lt;br /&gt;I wish I did too... I thought to my self, and I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats the mail that I got, many many years ago. Since then, many years has also passed, obviously, and that person and me has not really had a conversation ever since it ended. But what the hey right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*half smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://omggraphics.hot-lyts.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Graphics" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/tinybanners/29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOD!*I MISS YOU SO MUCH*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and dude.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://omggraphics.hot-lyts.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Graphics" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/sofriendster/commentgraphics/emo2/usercp_emograph10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-9029696671456832820?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/9029696671456832820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=9029696671456832820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/9029696671456832820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/9029696671456832820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/tinybanners/th_29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-3215438182245847272</id><published>2007-08-07T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T18:23:21.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I learn many things through life and this is one of it.. Something I learnt through experience because life if only so short and your time is only so limited. Pain will pass with time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bunnyherolabs.net/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Comments and Graphics at pYzam.com" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/sayingsquotes/leanne194.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is much more beautiful when you have beautiful friends around. Life is wonderful when friends love you as much as you love them. Life is heaven on earth when you live in a happy family and enjoy every bit of it. Thankfully, I have mostly everything to survive life.Well, maybe except the motokrzrk1, the gold swatch watch and and the apple green vaio. LOL* But whatever it is my life is just wonderful! amazing!!* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy and Mummy*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love my parents like hell!! haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All things aside, OMFG* today I saw a super awesome guy.. *melts* .. nicknames M and M's because i dont know his name.. haha. Doesnt matter. I just wanna look at him.. not that i like him or something. Other than that, I dont really know what to talk about.. not much happens in my life. *giggles* but whatever happens, its either super fun or super adorable! hahaha!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thats for today I Guess.. LMFAO*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align = center&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon93.gif" border="none" title="click to get your own"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!* Chicks Rule!! *giggles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STARS *LMAO*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;XOXOXOXOX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-3215438182245847272?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3215438182245847272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=3215438182245847272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/3215438182245847272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/3215438182245847272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-learn-many-things-through-life-and.html' title=''/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-711331002755152080</id><published>2007-08-07T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T05:19:27.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats what girls do..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon208.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG* I so want a wabbit like that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon223.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. This is funny!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon215.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO* I have this on friendster!! *giggles* RAWR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon224.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a BIG fan of cats but this is somehow disturbingly ADORABLE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img title="click to get your own" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon234.gif" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for my friend.. PANDI LMFAO**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I posted this out of sheer boredom at TLC in college.. I am with my friend. And my friend is putting her leg on my chair.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*giggles*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxoxoxox&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-711331002755152080?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/711331002755152080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=711331002755152080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/711331002755152080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/711331002755152080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/thats-what-girls-do.html' title='Thats what girls do..'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-2719835434136481645</id><published>2007-08-06T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T06:34:09.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mean Boys.. Do They Exist?</title><content type='html'>Firstly, I really wish to thank my 'inspirations' to the presence of this blog post. They really have contributed much to the insight of this particular stereotype of boys or males in general. So before I begin the indiscrete journey on the pathway to explain more on Mean Boys.. please give a drumroll to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. I am SO HOT!! and Captain HOTPANTS. And to all the other aspiring mean boys out there.. you can find these role models everywhere now. My inspiration was adapted from the college where I 'do my thang'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this while, i am now 18 years of age, I used to think that only GIRLS were mean.. and hence the movie staring Lindsay Lohan supported my statement. MEAN GIRLS. Epic in a sense that it captured the very beautiful aspects of the classic MEAN GIRL. She has all the qualities that can make a man fall head over heels for her.. lick milk right from the palm of her hand. She was *super beautiful*, *super popular*, *super sexy* and of course *super mean*. Attributes like this makes her a bitch and now it seems that bitches are hard to get and therefore very very irresistable. Males for all their dumbasses will definately fall for a dumb blonde.. but in this case.. a dumb brunette.. or maybe her hair is pink from dye. LMAO* But really recently i have been inspired by the MEAN BOYS in my class to study this particular stereotype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the undisputed *mean girls, who are usually HAWT. The *mean boys just 'THINK' THEIR HAWT (BEYOND BELIEF) &lt;---- because of their insecure ego. Maybe because of a recent break-up or maybe because he has super thin legs that he wants to show but is afraid that people may find out that he is actually aneroxic.*haha LMAO** You'd think that men should grow more manly with time but some just shrink.. sorry to say. These men seem to take on the behaviour of ladies now.. bitching behind people's back.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = center&gt; &lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspace-icons.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/icons/myicons/hot-lytsicon3.gif" border="none" title="click to get your own"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its funny to see perfectly 'ok' looking men acting like chicks.. trying to get attention to themselves.. those insecure little wieners. But it is like whatever.. they really need to get a life.. like what is it your problem to care what people wear and what people should look like anyway? Go home to your DotA and go masturbate yourself.. If you think a girl is fugly with her outfit.. imagine you in it.. OMFG.. you are *fugly too.. hahah!! If you think that being fat or chubby is a SIN.. haha.. imagine your future wife after she get a baby!.. FLABBY! hahaha.. Sorry for being mean but wtf.. u really deserve people being mean to you.. try being a man for a change.. maybe you will get more respect. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOTSA LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-2719835434136481645?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2719835434136481645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=2719835434136481645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/2719835434136481645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/2719835434136481645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/mean-boys-do-they-exist.html' title='Mean Boys.. Do They Exist?'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-8671181547711496824</id><published>2007-08-06T01:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T05:31:21.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>200 pounds a BEAUTY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/oQ67xY0ua_/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/oQ67xY0ua_/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song I posted above is, i believe the original soundtrack to the korean movie '200 pounds Beauty'. The title being stars.. a cliche huh. The song is sang by a fat girl in the movie.. yea.. that 200 pound girl. She is fat and ugly, but has an extremely beautiful voice. Because she is fat and considered a turnoff she works for a famous singer.. singing her songs while she performs.. Basically meaning she performs backstage.. when i watched the movie in my living room the first time i was really moved and cried too..but all tears aside and whatever. This song is really nice and moving though simple. Sang with much emotion, this is one of the songs that can actually bring out the emotions in you.. I believe that everything happens for a reason in life and nothing can be of a permanence. Life brings you places and stops somewhere for a reason.. walking down a path when time slows down, maybe you should slow down and smell the scent of the flowers by the pathway. Life may bring people down sometimes. Depending on how you react to it, you get another path to walk on.. hold on! tight and go on the ride.. look left, look right and LOVE LIFE!!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;p/s: do enjoy the song.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-8671181547711496824?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8671181547711496824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=8671181547711496824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/8671181547711496824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/8671181547711496824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/200-pounds-beauty.html' title='200 pounds a BEAUTY?'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4476289889621006406.post-7679026090575724749</id><published>2007-07-27T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T17:54:12.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the girl two doors down</title><content type='html'>How funny can it be that when one proclaims that she is no girl next door but the girl two doors down and guys come flocking by like ANTS to SUGAR spilt on the ground. I just editted my MySpace account and it was a record braking situation. I dont know really whether if it was some spam shit but i got 53 friend request in less than 6 minutes, I havent even finished editting it yet too and all this is so lame that people actually do take the time to send me messages saying that they wanna get to know me better.. more and more.. I seriously dont mean to sound like a bitch but all these males or shall i call them *y chromatids* really need to freaking get a life.. LMAO!* Its just not up to my customs to have people trying to get to know me.. especially if it is a male!Its not like i am a hot chick or some sort, i'm just the girl two doors down. That doesnt mean that i am that sort that is going to get freaky with you over a drink or for a BMW. No way! I mean, boys can be so shallow at times they actually use their *heads* to think and not their brain. 'Catching my drift?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am BRUNETTE and super proud of it! Life rocks being a brunette. Sorry if I offended some people in my previous statement but its just so funny what people will do for, oh I dont know, chicks? This is freaking hysterical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like I said, I am not your ordinary girl next door, I am the girl two doors down the lane! I am mature and childish at the same time, unpredictable simply because most people dont know what I might lash out next. Having said that, I dont in any sense mean it in a MEAN way.. I am not one of those MEAN GIRLS.. I am perfectly pleasant and I forgive easily, I am basically friendly but I am not POPULAR. Though I wish I was, but on the second hand, i'd rather have a bunch of close friends and be friends with everyone else than to be admired.. Its so much responsibility.. LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so like OMG! There's this guy that I think is totaly cute and awesome but he doesnt like talk to me at all and I really dont know why at all! But like recently, we had a 10 minute MSN chatting session.. and my heart felt like it was gonna fall off or something.. LOL.. Yes, I am a normal girl with hormones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna get to know me? You have to try very hard simply because it is never easy. I think its partially my fault because I do not impose things on people about me and therefore I often get hurt by people but WHAT THE HEY! I dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is basically my introduction. Simply to inform you reader that this blog is not written by a girl next door but the girl two doors down!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.WILL.BLOG.MORE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4476289889621006406-7679026090575724749?l=legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7679026090575724749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4476289889621006406&amp;postID=7679026090575724749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/7679026090575724749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4476289889621006406/posts/default/7679026090575724749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://legallybrunette-blogs.blogspot.com/2007/07/girl-two-doors-down.html' title='the girl two doors down'/><author><name>LegallyBrunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08541099251793739116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
