<?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-1946788500462897491</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:42:46.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>always</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwereaboybymyra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1946788500462897491/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwereaboybymyra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>myra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00804611700603189646</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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946788500462897491.post-2737200524745497710</id><published>2008-11-13T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:18:35.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>berdukaan. haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;urm.. sory sgt2 utk izzah fadzlani kerana satu ari ni agak mereng.. haha.  2day mmg down gla lahh.. bgn pkol5, then i got msg from him. he keep askng me if i mara dia or not..  duhh, seriously org x mara. wat for nk mara? if org mara u, org dpt buat u syg kt org ke??. xde kn. its not your fault.. thanx fer evrythng n thanx a lot fer gving me happy moment wif u.. org pham.. u xnk luke kn ati org mcm u wat kt ex u, ok.. its ok..   org trime..  n slah org sbb suke kt u, mayb btter if kite jd bestfriend kn??? mmg org tpu la klau org ckp org bole lpekn u.. cm mne? evryday jmpe.. we're classmate kn. xpe.. since ape yg da jd ni, org anggap org br knal u mcm org br msuk mmu..  org try wat mcm2 utk move on.. membusy kn dri lah.. haha.. org harap je klau lah time org men futsal, org sepak bole tu n syg i kt u can go away dgn bola tu.. org harap la 2day d last day org nangis utk u, n i da frust dgn u 2 months ago n its really hurt.. thanx fer being nice to me, n i x mnyesal knal dgn u..n  i'll be missing u.. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;n n.. nk mntak maaf dgn housemtes cause moody je. muke cm org br lpas branak. haha.. izza especially, bukn x nk share dgn izza or whatever. tp xnk susah kn izza.. actally mnde ni kcik je, then leh jd bsar sbb org sndri x bole nk cntrol.. so tu yg mletup.. oopsss... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hope izza x makn ati, sbb ari ni rse mmg mcm kt dunie sndri lah. la la la.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ahaaa... lg stu mnde  yg buat mate bngkak2 ari ni  ialah my kucink mati.. actlly x close pn tau dgn becky tu.. okok. nme dia becky. now arwah becky..  tp kn, sbb da bele dia dr kitten.. msti la ade syg kn even pn skit..  becky ni kire kucink org punye cucu tau.. generation yg ke bape i da lupe.. eheh.. tp yg plik, her nenek x mati, idup lg si oyen tu tp dia da g dlu.. fyi, dia br 2 thun lbih.. mude lg, da smpai ajal.. nk wat cm ne..  yap2, becky mmg comel.. she's a parsian cat.. putih, itam n klabu.. or da call adik, dia ckp dia da tnam.. sory xde gmba becky utk di upload.. tp yg pnting, dia comel.. =) nnti kite jmpe ea, kt syurge nnti.. ooh becky.. i'll be missing u too.. kisses. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1946788500462897491-2737200524745497710?l=ifiwereaboybymyra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwereaboybymyra.blogspot.com/feeds/2737200524745497710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1946788500462897491&amp;postID=2737200524745497710' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1946788500462897491/posts/default/2737200524745497710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1946788500462897491/posts/default/2737200524745497710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwereaboybymyra.blogspot.com/2008/11/berdukaan-haha.html' title='berdukaan. haha'/><author><name>myra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00804611700603189646</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946788500462897491.post-8413639623109318684</id><published>2008-11-11T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T05:52:10.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 novmbr 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if i were a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;even for just a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'd roll out of bed in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and throw on what i wanted and go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;drink beer with the guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and chase after girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'd kick it with who i wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and i'd never get confronted for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cause they stick up for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if i were a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i think i could understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hoe it feels to love a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i swear i'd be a better man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'd listen to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cause i know how it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when you lose the one u wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cause he's takeing u for granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and everything you had got destroyed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if i were a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i would turn off my phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tell everyone its broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so they'd think that i wass sleeping alone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but you're just a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you dont understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and you dont understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how it feels to love a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someday you wish you were a better man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you dont listen to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you dont care how it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;until you lose the one you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cause you're taking her for granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and everything you had got destroyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but you're just boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1946788500462897491-8413639623109318684?l=ifiwereaboybymyra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwereaboybymyra.blogspot.com/feeds/8413639623109318684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1946788500462897491&amp;postID=8413639623109318684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1946788500462897491/posts/default/8413639623109318684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1946788500462897491/posts/default/8413639623109318684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwereaboybymyra.blogspot.com/2008/11/11-novmbr-2008.html' title='11 novmbr 2008'/><author><name>myra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00804611700603189646</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-1946788500462897491.post-821895317108225468</id><published>2008-11-09T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:13:18.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>home sick kahh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;duhh.. br blek class.. mcm babii.. haha.. first day da start blaja, n kne test lak tu. haihh.. rajin yg sgt lak lecturer tuh. hihi.. iza kua dgn mama dia, g dp.. i wish mama de kt sni.. kn best.. slalu time cuti cenggini, msti kua dgn mama.. almost evryday. haha.. mmg anak branak kuat mrayap. =p 3 weeks dduk uma, gado je dgn mama.. mcm hobi da. tp nnti ble dia nk mrayap , baru ngendeng2.. sbb nk suh jd driver dia.. haha.. mama2.. now kt mlake, i really miss u.. =( da lahh.. tbe2 home sick lak. haha.. ntah lah, smlm ble smpi.. mcm xnk dduk mlake. tbe2 je.. b4 ni ok je.. tbe2 jd mngade2 lak.. haha.. uhmm.. sumpa rndu gla kt mama.. aiyoo.. sek ingt kt mama je ni npe.. da nk mati gaknye.. hahah.. nk blek jb lahh.. alaaa.. ikot mama iza jap lg, curik2 dduk dlm bonet.. bole iza?? hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;mama.. xtau la, dia time cuti.. trase rapat lak dgn mama.. ade lahh one day tu.. cte all d thngs kt mlake from da first day until now kt mama.. sume lahh.. friendship lahh yg plng bnyak problem. haha.. pasl housemate, tp tu xde problem.. sume happy story. haha.. mama pn ktawe2. iza, kyat, kjojie, kfatin, kalia, farah, anis.. pasl tan pn cte kt mama.. heee. malu tp nk wat cm ne. da dia mama kn... suke x suke, dia kne tau jgak.. haaa result.. mama yg tau dlu.. dia membebel lah ape lg.. ayah lg best, da dua ari esult kua br bg tau dia. haha.. time tu tgh breakfst.. tbe2 lak dia tnye bout my result.. ape lg, da tsedak2 da time tuhh.. haha.. tau takut.. time blaja main2. haha.. tp kn.. plik gla ayah x mara.. dia relax je.. haha.. ape lg.. myra ngan mama ckp, nk kiamat kot.. haha.. yelahh.. my dad, waah.. superr garang.. mmg garang.. mama la yg slalu kne mara.. sian mama.. xpe ma, ma msuk syurga, sbb ma x pnah lawan ayah.. ape yg mama x kne.. maki sume da.. same wif me.. hahah. dr kcik, sek kne mara je.. lg rapat dgn nenek dr ayah tau.. ahaha.. yelah, dlu mmbesar dgn nenek.. ooh nenek.. i miss u more lahh.. hehe... tp ayah garang2, dia ingt famly dia.. xde la smpai x bg kiteorg mkn.. hahah.. ok je.. gmuk, lg ni haaa.. haha.. xsuke tau ble jln dgn mama, nnti org tnye.. ni adik ea?? dat means, mama tu mcm kakak myra.. halaah.. muke tue ke ni????? haha.. nnti ble da msuk kete, mama punye kembang.. duhhh.. hahah.. mlas nk layan.. yelahh ma, mama mude.. haha.. mama2, mama tgh wat ape ea skrg ni.. =( alaa. nk balik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;smlm b4 anta myra blek ep, ayah bwak g mkn seafood kt umbai.. hehe.. i noe, ayah nk suh myra mkn, sbb nnti mreke tuh nk g holiday, myra xdpt ikot.. halaahh.. nyanmpah lah.. nk benti je dr mmu ni.. bole?? hehe.. smlm mkn, x ingt dunia.. haha.. my sibling kn, yg boys sume alergic tau.. tp diorng mkn gak.. then mama lupe nk bwak ubat mreke tuhhh, ape lg.. dlm kete mate da bngkak2 da.. hahah.. ksian adik2 aku ni.. haha.. xde snap gmba lah smlm, tp ade ni gmba adik.. tgk idung dia, bdarah.. sbb kne baling kayu, bgado.. x pasl2 dpt scar kt idung.. pdan muke adik!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ga8EnJP-XbE/SRfCUddmEGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vU2UdtOzXLE/s1600-h/09-11-08_1903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266891945995014242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ga8EnJP-XbE/SRfCUddmEGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vU2UdtOzXLE/s320/09-11-08_1903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1946788500462897491-821895317108225468?l=ifiwereaboybymyra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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haha.. 2moro, start 2nd sem.. gla lah babi, xpuas cuti.. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1946788500462897491-6163463399841419269?l=ifiwereaboybymyra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwereaboybymyra.blogspot.com/feeds/6163463399841419269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1946788500462897491&amp;postID=6163463399841419269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1946788500462897491/posts/default/6163463399841419269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1946788500462897491/posts/default/6163463399841419269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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