<?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-14358288</id><updated>2011-11-23T11:49:53.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Not for you, anymore</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iMa Notti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17928571402071119159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/StignaZCIYI/AAAAAAAABD8/UREdBIN0UEk/S220/nora+4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358288.post-2306095516056420716</id><published>2011-05-06T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T01:58:50.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kittens all over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dsDIuuMWvXk/TcOvVszJirI/AAAAAAAABpY/2U9eLi1pMns/s1600/image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dsDIuuMWvXk/TcOvVszJirI/AAAAAAAABpY/2U9eLi1pMns/s400/image015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603515148716837554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QUcjhIk4hvQ/TcOvVdszDvI/AAAAAAAABpQ/jRYpwNgwjfs/s1600/image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QUcjhIk4hvQ/TcOvVdszDvI/AAAAAAAABpQ/jRYpwNgwjfs/s400/image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603515144663666418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqgoQ-THTn0/TcOvVF4V0II/AAAAAAAABpI/IOoyz1XuzxY/s1600/image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqgoQ-THTn0/TcOvVF4V0II/AAAAAAAABpI/IOoyz1XuzxY/s400/image010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603515138269630594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Omg! so fucking cute!&lt;br /&gt;Its my cat, FLUFFY~!&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S PREGNANT NOW. with my cousin's cat named SPORTY.&lt;br /&gt;Bad Sporty~~ how can you do sports on Fluffy?&lt;br /&gt;I thought my cousin already told you guys should be siblings in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;We have moved Fluufy to my cousin's place. we'll be visiting her soon.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as she labors.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358288-2306095516056420716?l=notti-beb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/feeds/2306095516056420716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358288&amp;postID=2306095516056420716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default/2306095516056420716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default/2306095516056420716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/2011/05/kittens-all-over.html' title='Kittens all over!'/><author><name>iMa Notti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17928571402071119159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/StignaZCIYI/AAAAAAAABD8/UREdBIN0UEk/S220/nora+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dsDIuuMWvXk/TcOvVszJirI/AAAAAAAABpY/2U9eLi1pMns/s72-c/image015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358288.post-7798298279389190727</id><published>2011-05-01T10:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T00:34:36.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our exchange gifts. ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;After a big fight, i decided to buy something for bf. I just feel like buying something.&lt;br /&gt;Its not for any occasion.&lt;br /&gt;So I walk around Jurong Point after a tiring day at work to look for the perfect gift.&lt;br /&gt;I dont have any specific thing  in mind. I just want it to be something sweet and memorable.&lt;br /&gt;Something he can rmbr bout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; me when he's angry, sad and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I walk around for a few minutes &amp;amp; i think, i found just what i need.&lt;br /&gt;A snow globe, with a couple standing next to each other giving a warm hug.&lt;br /&gt;I find it sweet bcos i've always wanted to go to a snow country and experience snow, and bb knows that i like snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After purchasing the snowglobe, I thought that putting it in a box would be sweeter. so i look around for the perfect box.&lt;br /&gt;But to no avail. Im not happy with the choices.&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to find something that can put this snowglobe in the 'something'.&lt;br /&gt;I found this cute looking rabbit bank. Actually, i chose rabbit bcos bf was born in the year of rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;plus, this rabbit look damn cute! and its a bank,its useful.  rather than i buy a box. Just a BOX, aint useful.&lt;br /&gt;I rush home and open the bank, put the snowglobe in the rabbit bank.&lt;br /&gt;When i gave bf, he thought it was just the rabbit bank. He find it cute.&lt;br /&gt;When we sit down, he took out his bank &amp;amp; unlock the lock of the rabbit bank.&lt;br /&gt;He was surprise to see the snowglobe inside. He hugged and thanked me.&lt;br /&gt;Im Happy he love my gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tnUxgngjK-g/Tb2iknoKjRI/AAAAAAAABpA/7Um_h9DyW_w/s1600/for%2Bbb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tnUxgngjK-g/Tb2iknoKjRI/AAAAAAAABpA/7Um_h9DyW_w/s400/for%2Bbb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601812261515201810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My Lovely gift for bb. A rabbit bank and Snowglobe. &amp;lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h6 style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp; today, when i fetch bf from work, he ask me to open his bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He said theres a box inside and ask me to take it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So i unzip his bag was thinking like 'why the hell this guy put a big box inside his bag?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was curious and start looking for pictures or word to know whats in the box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I finally saw one picture revealing an  ATM Bank photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was shock. I know it was for me bcos i ever told him i want to buy the ATM Bank bcos it can detect what is the amount we deposit and we can track our total savings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was so excited to open it.  bf fix it for me and im done setting the date and time and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It comes with calculator and alarm as well. cool huh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank you bf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-keTaksHSdC8/Tb2bRcYbqlI/AAAAAAAABow/tdnn445Fr08/s1600/02052011612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-keTaksHSdC8/Tb2bRcYbqlI/AAAAAAAABow/tdnn445Fr08/s320/02052011612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601804235497515602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bf bought me this ATM Bank, Black in clr.  It comes in 6 colours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358288-7798298279389190727?l=notti-beb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/feeds/7798298279389190727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358288&amp;postID=7798298279389190727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default/7798298279389190727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default/7798298279389190727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/2011/05/our-exchange-gifts.html' title='Our exchange gifts. ♥'/><author><name>iMa Notti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17928571402071119159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/StignaZCIYI/AAAAAAAABD8/UREdBIN0UEk/S220/nora+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tnUxgngjK-g/Tb2iknoKjRI/AAAAAAAABpA/7Um_h9DyW_w/s72-c/for%2Bbb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358288.post-209770431218027351</id><published>2011-04-24T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T07:27:53.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss the old you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;achoo~!&lt;br /&gt;omg, its dusty here.&lt;br /&gt;when was the lastime i update?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been feeling lonely this few days. bcos i argued with him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; as usual, he will never contact me unless i make the first move.&lt;br /&gt;so, i start to show my ego as well. i didnt contact him.&lt;br /&gt;but eventually, to my surprised, he actually contact me.&lt;br /&gt;but only to pick up another fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thats why, up to this day, i feel so lonely and alone.&lt;br /&gt;i wish he knows what i feel inside.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss him. the old him.&lt;br /&gt;pls, text me you love me .&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358288-209770431218027351?l=notti-beb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/feeds/209770431218027351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358288&amp;postID=209770431218027351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default/209770431218027351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default/209770431218027351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-miss-old-you.html' title='i miss the old you'/><author><name>iMa Notti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17928571402071119159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/StignaZCIYI/AAAAAAAABD8/UREdBIN0UEk/S220/nora+4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358288.post-4504004346690524701</id><published>2011-02-23T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T02:44:15.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Last Chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im ok with bf already. As expected.&lt;br /&gt;Its our last chance now.&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll move on and see if we really need each other.&lt;br /&gt;we're not gonna learn from our mistakes unless we are totally gone from each other's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, bf being so romantic.&lt;br /&gt;and i really treasure, appreciate and of cos, return the romantic favor back.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe bcos its our last chance and we are taking things abit more seriously than we usually do.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we're about to fight, one of us would give in.&lt;br /&gt;I wish this would not end so we'll never fight again.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way he treat me now. Much better. And he talks so soft, so gentle and so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Every girl wished for that.&lt;br /&gt;Once i ever asked him " why do you talk so soft as if you're dying?''&lt;br /&gt;:) so can you imagine how soft, sweet and gentle he talks to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,may we lasts forever. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358288-4504004346690524701?l=notti-beb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/feeds/4504004346690524701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358288&amp;postID=4504004346690524701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default/4504004346690524701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default/4504004346690524701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/2011/02/our-last-chance.html' title='Our Last Chance'/><author><name>iMa Notti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17928571402071119159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/StignaZCIYI/AAAAAAAABD8/UREdBIN0UEk/S220/nora+4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358288.post-3003757595141526131</id><published>2011-02-08T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T02:38:53.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done and OVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;We will never end our game.  One day its fine. Next day we argued, then we make out.  Then we fight again....&lt;br /&gt;AaRGHH~! this is going no where.&lt;br /&gt;I called off for my relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I am very pissed. VERY.&lt;br /&gt;I deleted him from facebook. &amp;amp; I wish to delete everyting about him!&lt;br /&gt;Im not being immature but i just want this to end. like seriously end!&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna have anything to do with him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I love him but there's some things that i don't like about him. I know i have to love him for who he is but&lt;br /&gt;there's some things that i don't wish to share here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not blaming him. &amp;amp; im not blaming myself either.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't like it if you put words in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;ITS OVER. OVER.&lt;br /&gt;so get it done and over with.&lt;br /&gt;Dont talk about the matter anymore and dont talk talk about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i seem like a bad guy here. because,&lt;br /&gt;i am pissed and sick of all this already.&lt;br /&gt;If you love me, why not come and find me?&lt;br /&gt;Don't just sit there as if im dead already.&lt;br /&gt;Why must it always be me texting and calling you.&lt;br /&gt;when you don't give a shit?!&lt;br /&gt;oh! F*ck.&lt;br /&gt;Its OVER ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you find the right one, &amp;amp;^%$#@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* NOTE TO SELF: if we ever get back again, the love is not the same. Trust me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358288-3003757595141526131?l=notti-beb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/feeds/3003757595141526131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358288&amp;postID=3003757595141526131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default/3003757595141526131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default/3003757595141526131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/2011/02/done-and-over.html' title='Done and OVER'/><author><name>iMa Notti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17928571402071119159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/StignaZCIYI/AAAAAAAABD8/UREdBIN0UEk/S220/nora+4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358288.post-932560441733900008</id><published>2011-01-30T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T23:08:07.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:) my reunion with Ashnee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TUZcLUmlc1I/AAAAAAAABn4/1kPZcte-aK8/s1600/3%2Bphoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TUZcLUmlc1I/AAAAAAAABn4/1kPZcte-aK8/s320/3%2Bphoto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568239338869060434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TUZcLA9D23I/AAAAAAAABnw/PRZ2O1Z99io/s1600/eileens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TUZcLA9D23I/AAAAAAAABnw/PRZ2O1Z99io/s320/eileens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568239333594618738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TUZcLP3-S6I/AAAAAAAABno/Ck3J5mGlCxA/s1600/my%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TUZcLP3-S6I/AAAAAAAABno/Ck3J5mGlCxA/s320/my%2Bpic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568239337599814562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Went to Science Centre CSI Exhibition with Ashnee and Barbie.&lt;br /&gt;It was Barbie's idea. I thought that the CSI thing is gonna be boring.&lt;br /&gt;But actually i had fun solving cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like reunion for Ashnee and us (me and Barbie) as Ashnee had moved to other company.&lt;br /&gt;we had so much fun talking. and argueing... deyyy deyy!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;we'll be going out again soon.&lt;br /&gt;I can at least relax my mind. I have so much to think of.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's there to be my listening ear and comfort me when he's gone.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope he enjoy his ******* life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358288-932560441733900008?l=notti-beb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/feeds/932560441733900008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358288&amp;postID=932560441733900008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default/932560441733900008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default/932560441733900008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-reunion-with-ashnee.html' title=':) my reunion with Ashnee'/><author><name>iMa Notti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17928571402071119159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/StignaZCIYI/AAAAAAAABD8/UREdBIN0UEk/S220/nora+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TUZcLUmlc1I/AAAAAAAABn4/1kPZcte-aK8/s72-c/3%2Bphoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358288.post-5604535066429614748</id><published>2011-01-12T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T20:09:46.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet and loving us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TS5pXk4l-pI/AAAAAAAABng/2l20jrym7vw/s1600/Image060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TS5pXk4l-pI/AAAAAAAABng/2l20jrym7vw/s400/Image060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561498443608095378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TS5pXcmKL5I/AAAAAAAABnY/BlGu9l-zhTg/s1600/Image062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TS5pXcmKL5I/AAAAAAAABnY/BlGu9l-zhTg/s400/Image062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561498441383292818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year spending my time and being with him.&lt;br /&gt;i love him so much and i would cry a day without seeing him.&lt;br /&gt;we've gone thru alot and knows each other inside out, and thats the reason why i dont wanna find a new guy.&lt;br /&gt;i just hate to start over. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll be going out this fri or sat to spend time together.&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna join us? there will be cameraman around. hee.&lt;br /&gt;we're heading to la maison.&lt;br /&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* anyway, like i said, when new year starts im gonna delete my archives. so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;bye bye archives from year 2005.&lt;br /&gt;im sad actually. there are lots of memories and things happening to me and my blog.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna delete my tagboard as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14358288-5604535066429614748?l=notti-beb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/feeds/5604535066429614748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358288&amp;postID=5604535066429614748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default/5604535066429614748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default/5604535066429614748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/2011/01/sweet-and-loving-us.html' title='sweet and loving us'/><author><name>iMa Notti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17928571402071119159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/StignaZCIYI/AAAAAAAABD8/UREdBIN0UEk/S220/nora+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TS5pXk4l-pI/AAAAAAAABng/2l20jrym7vw/s72-c/Image060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14358288.post-3343310846818358726</id><published>2010-12-26T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T01:24:37.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Bf came to my house ytd. He's in for a sleepover. Since its sleepover, we decided to watch a midnight movie at Jurong Point. After i got myself ready, we head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; to Boon Lay Shopping Ce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;nter to wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;e some time. As usual, we play Left For Dead 2 (L4D2) at a cybercafe.&lt;br /&gt;After an hour of wasting time, we make a move to Jurong Point for the midnight movie,&lt;br /&gt;we met Yat(my brother) and his friends co-incidently while otw to JP. We got to know that they are playing game so me and bf decided to waste another hour there and join them. teehee!&lt;br /&gt;There were six of us and we were so kecoh when playing Counter Strike. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;After playing for an hour, me and bf find our eyes watery due to too much games. so we cancel our midnight movie plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;While otw home, the same spot where we met Yat, this time we me Mick and his new girl and his new girl's friend.&lt;br /&gt;They  are there to play games tooo.  me and bf didnt join them cos we are tired already. *next time yarr*&lt;br /&gt;So me and bf head to my home. Yat and his friends wishes to extend another hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ile otw home, we saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TRb_O_Aq4XI/AAAAAAAABmQ/aYfH80UsppI/s1600/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TRb_O_Aq4XI/AAAAAAAABmQ/aYfH80UsppI/s320/Image024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554907823305580914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TRb_O2raZiI/AAAAAAAABmI/lMVIos-I2Q0/s1600/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TRb_O2raZiI/AAAAAAAABmI/lMVIos-I2Q0/s320/Image023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554907821068936738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;its raining ytd, so i guess this tree must be one of the victm of  which got hit by thunder. Luckily, its branches didnt hit any car or anyone.  This tree is right infront of one of the popular shop at my place. Poor Mamak yg slalu dudok  sambil mabok kt situ..... their chairs and table have break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TRb_PKMrniI/AAAAAAAABmY/SLvpxrtDbbc/s1600/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TRb_PKMrniI/AAAAAAAABmY/SLvpxrtDbbc/s320/Image025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554907826308750882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;when we reach home, i gave bf  my bother's home clothes. i find him cute wearing it,&lt;br /&gt;so i took his photo... aww~ cute kn?  macam budak skola kental. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/14358288-3343310846818358726?l=notti-beb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/feeds/3343310846818358726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14358288&amp;postID=3343310846818358726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default/3343310846818358726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14358288/posts/default/3343310846818358726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notti-beb.blogspot.com/2010/12/long-day.html' title='Long day'/><author><name>iMa Notti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17928571402071119159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/StignaZCIYI/AAAAAAAABD8/UREdBIN0UEk/S220/nora+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CyjhvPiX-3s/TRb_O_Aq4XI/AAAAAAAABmQ/aYfH80UsppI/s72-c/Image024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
