<?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-5472778608499952545</id><updated>2012-01-25T11:42:43.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEART SKIPS A BEAT</title><subtitle type='html'>Hopes, fears, life-long dreams and fantasies.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-8004775697468694030</id><published>2011-12-27T22:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T23:47:05.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second star to the right, and straight on till morning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i630.photobucket.com/albums/uu27/TriggerxGirl/20-3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 230px;" src="http://i630.photobucket.com/albums/uu27/TriggerxGirl/20-3.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;Think of all the joys you'll find, when you leave the world behind and bid your cares goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ho, it's almost time for me to head back to Rembau. Just found out that Interlok would be replaced by Konserto Terakhir next year. I've just bought a new Interlok reference book. And made a scrapbook of it. Thanks a lot. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yahoo, I also found out that next year, they will stream the class, meaning placing their trophy students on the first class and keep going lower, and lower, and lower. Yay again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/308455_264880280206890_100000547612779_998337_7743262_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;That means I would be seperated from my closest friends, Priya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt; and Peha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would be stuck in the middle between them. I don't even know how I would survive next year without them. And I couldn't possibly imagine myself befriending anyone else but them. The three of us have always been one team, plus Cheok, and now, we'll be seperated by different classes? I personally feel that this is very very mean. Torture, I mean how could you do such things to those who are about to take a life changing examination by end of the year? So much damage would be done. Really, don't our feelings matter? Taken account of? Cared? Of course, not. We're already changing our dorms, now you're gonna change our classes? Easier to say, I'm not super excited about going back to SEMESRA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I know, this happens because its for our best, its easier for us to study with those alike of us and bla bla bla. I KNOW. And MAYBE, it is better this way, maybe it will pay off in the end. Maybe we can study better when we're seperated from our besties, study with those like you. MAYBE. And you know, I'm putting my faith in this system. I'm placing all my trust, and I'm hoping that it pays off, and I don't end up dissapointed in the end. Hell I don't mind being all gloomy and depressed earlier if it pays of in the end. The reason I enter SEMESRA is to get better education, and insyaAllah, get 9A+, and I'm not losing sight on my goal.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;YA ALLAH, please give me the &lt;span&gt;strength to survive &lt;/span&gt;:'( My love is just for you, and you only. Let me be a better person in 2012, from the outside and al&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;so the inside. &lt;span&gt;Never let me lose faith on whats right.&lt;/span&gt; Amin. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: LISTENING TO BRUNO MARS, YES I AM OBSESSED YES I LOVE HIM YES I AM &lt;span&gt;CRYING &lt;/span&gt;RIGHT NOW.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i630.photobucket.com/albums/uu27/TriggerxGirl/20-3.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_luiahw0PRc1qbemqao1_500.png" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 264px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_luiahw0PRc1qbemqao2_500.png" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-8004775697468694030?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/8004775697468694030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/12/second-star-to-right-and-straight-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/8004775697468694030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/8004775697468694030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/12/second-star-to-right-and-straight-on.html' title='Second star to the right, and straight on till morning.'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-4061004089751570894</id><published>2011-12-06T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T00:02:57.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid.</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I still find myself going to their pages again. Stupid girl. They've hurt you, a lot, and you still care about what they think about you, or what they did that day, or whatever. You are wasting your time idiot. Really, do you really think they actually care about? Or looked at you twice whenever you walked pass by them? STUPID STUPID STUPID. Get your head sorted, get your priorities worked out, and forget them. It's time. It may take 3 years like what happened 4 years ago, but what other choice do you have? The time has arrived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-4061004089751570894?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/4061004089751570894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/12/stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/4061004089751570894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/4061004089751570894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/12/stupid.html' title='Stupid.'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-2121690479752799619</id><published>2011-12-06T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T23:49:02.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP ME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I DON'T EVEN KNOW MYSELF ANYMORE.&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/5472778608499952545-2121690479752799619?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/2121690479752799619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/12/help-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/2121690479752799619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/2121690479752799619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/12/help-me.html' title='HELP ME.'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-5185869126457115213</id><published>2011-12-04T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T22:37:53.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Wave? Wave Miss? Miss Wave?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xUkk5W1XXKs/TtuEhfLrsfI/AAAAAAAAAaE/fUMTccTfdCE/s1600/301454_217682738298758_159183310815368_551254_1025343975_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xUkk5W1XXKs/TtuEhfLrsfI/AAAAAAAAAaE/fUMTccTfdCE/s320/301454_217682738298758_159183310815368_551254_1025343975_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682281065699062258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had to do the much "obliged obligation" of escorting my mum on her mission : to watch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMBAK RINDU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. My mouth basically formed an 'O' the size of Tennessee. I mean, no offense, but the only Malay movie I've ever watched at the cinema is Khurafat, and Ombak Rindu would be my second. Needless to say, I was not anxious about watching it. I expected that I would drop into a deep slumber in matter of minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How more wrong could I be? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say this, NO, I have to scream this out loud, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;OMBAK RINDU IS CURRENTLY THE MOST GREATEST MALAY MOVIE I'VE EVER WATCHED MY WHOLE LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoahhh, that felt a whole lot better :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was drenched in tears throughout the whole movie, like my face felt puffy and my eyes were bloody swollen. The popcorn I bought was crushed in my hands; I was hugging it while watching the scene where Izah was kicked out of the house by Hariz. Thank god my popcorn was already finished by then haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my comment for the film &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(nobody cares about your opinion Rai-dork =.=);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was great. The acting was neat. Of course, stellar performance from Maya Karin and Aaron Aziz. Who cares that Maya has a bit of an accent and her hair had a light shade of red? She was great as Izah, and I have to say, Aaron was the perfect pick for Hafiz. I'm not too happy about Lisa Surihani playing Mila... but who am I too criticize? I just thought that she was way too innocent to be playing a bitch-who-turned-out-to-be-the-victim like Mila. And Bront Palarae was great too, as Mail. Ahaaaaa comelllll! LOL :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Konklusinya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super happy with the movie, and my mum pressuring me into watching it. Seriously, no regrets whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My mum had read the novel, so she is a super-obsessive-fan haha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Yq_rhWtlH8/TtuFaKmw7FI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/cdsoL1pldj4/s1600/63847_476463843803_47778883803_6706092_7779099_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Yq_rhWtlH8/TtuFaKmw7FI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/cdsoL1pldj4/s320/63847_476463843803_47778883803_6706092_7779099_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682282039428050002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya suka &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Lisa Surihani&lt;/span&gt; sebab dia pandai :D&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/5472778608499952545-5185869126457115213?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/5185869126457115213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/12/missing-wave-wave-miss-miss-wave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/5185869126457115213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/5185869126457115213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/12/missing-wave-wave-miss-miss-wave.html' title='Missing Wave? Wave Miss? Miss Wave?'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xUkk5W1XXKs/TtuEhfLrsfI/AAAAAAAAAaE/fUMTccTfdCE/s72-c/301454_217682738298758_159183310815368_551254_1025343975_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-6690623576239057775</id><published>2011-12-03T23:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T00:15:00.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reactions on RANKING SBP SELARAS FORM 4 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Of8JfVn0fIQ/TtpJAOjfB9I/AAAAAAAAAZs/UwOUDKvaA8Y/s1600/6pxnig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Of8JfVn0fIQ/TtpJAOjfB9I/AAAAAAAAAZs/UwOUDKvaA8Y/s320/6pxnig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681934148137060306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god. even the title gave me the shivers. brrrrr. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I've checked my rank on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SBP SELARAS &lt;/span&gt;thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I TELL YOU MAN, JUST LOOKING FOR MY NAME IN THAT 6 FOOT LONG LIST TOOK ALMOST HALF AN HOUR, 3 BITTEN FINGERNAILS, REPEAT ON BRUNO MARS ALBUM 'DO-WOPS AND HOOLIGANS', AND A WHOLE LOT OF TEARS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grueeeeelliiiinnnggggg, extremely grueling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sooo.... the result is... AHHH MALU LAAA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayokay, no more playing, serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't take your time anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you my rank, NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm not joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, have you notice how lovely the weather is today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I AM NOT PROCRASTINATING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of 9173 SBP students, I got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5000+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, ME NO STUPIDA. ME WILL NOT TELL CHU ME REEEAAALL NUMBEH. ME KNOW NOT TO HUMMILIAATTEE ME SELF. Hmmphh. ME HAVE DIGNITY OKAYH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaks, I was just kidding. If you really are a freaky stalker who has nothing better to do than checking other people's rank, then I'm sure you have all the time in the world to  go search my name in the Wall of Pain. Please, I insist. It is public information anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you do that my dear, I will go cure my broken heart with some Bruno Mars medicine. HEE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ObTFlHRNDfk/TtpKuLKQ_2I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/hbn5moULlLo/s1600/Bruno-Mars-It-Will-Rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ObTFlHRNDfk/TtpKuLKQ_2I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/hbn5moULlLo/s320/Bruno-Mars-It-Will-Rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681936037011586914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;MARRY ME BRUNO MARS. PWWWWWWEEEAAASSSSEEE? :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : Man the results made my stomach felt like it was tied into millions tiny complex knots. Sleeping in tears tonight. Again. Forever Alone. Again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-6690623576239057775?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/6690623576239057775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/12/reactions-on-ranking-sbp-selaras-form-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/6690623576239057775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/6690623576239057775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/12/reactions-on-ranking-sbp-selaras-form-4.html' title='Reactions on RANKING SBP SELARAS FORM 4 2011'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Of8JfVn0fIQ/TtpJAOjfB9I/AAAAAAAAAZs/UwOUDKvaA8Y/s72-c/6pxnig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-8620043171841603010</id><published>2011-12-02T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T22:31:08.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get me tickets to NC please?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qKxvZxXeRbI/TtjfqAz0v7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/VsB3JnQkR_U/s1600/IMG_3861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qKxvZxXeRbI/TtjfqAz0v7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/VsB3JnQkR_U/s320/IMG_3861.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681536842792746930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;I suppose more than anything, it's the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;way of life&lt;/span&gt; in this part of the country that influences my writing. - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nicholas Sparks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NORTH CAROLINA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-8620043171841603010?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/8620043171841603010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/12/get-me-tickets-to-nc-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/8620043171841603010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/8620043171841603010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/12/get-me-tickets-to-nc-please.html' title='Get me tickets to NC please?'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qKxvZxXeRbI/TtjfqAz0v7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/VsB3JnQkR_U/s72-c/IMG_3861.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-1005001435073356723</id><published>2011-11-30T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T00:11:58.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dain Bramaged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t-Ok0i0e-AQ/TtUEPTt-rnI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Rw6Hq8kE6oU/s1600/dmd8he.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t-Ok0i0e-AQ/TtUEPTt-rnI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Rw6Hq8kE6oU/s320/dmd8he.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680451166035422834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IMMAMISERABLEWRECK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5472778608499952545-1005001435073356723?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/1005001435073356723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/11/dain-bramaged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/1005001435073356723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/1005001435073356723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/11/dain-bramaged.html' title='Dain Bramaged.'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t-Ok0i0e-AQ/TtUEPTt-rnI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Rw6Hq8kE6oU/s72-c/dmd8he.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-4351901056934639184</id><published>2011-11-20T21:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T22:17:30.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet my main squeeze, Peha :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lK9jM6TMvA/TskG4jf-saI/AAAAAAAAARw/c2Ah6WDG1zg/s1600/331601_264872266874358_100000547612779_998199_5322111_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lK9jM6TMvA/TskG4jf-saI/AAAAAAAAARw/c2Ah6WDG1zg/s320/331601_264872266874358_100000547612779_998199_5322111_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677076373949034914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Nurulfareha.&lt;br /&gt;That's the first thing that attracted me, her name.&lt;br /&gt;Aku suka nama Fareha tuh. Suka dengar, and suka sebut :P&lt;br /&gt;I could still remember the first day we talked to each other.&lt;br /&gt;Time tu, aku nak tengok satu buku ni, a really cute book, ada poster SuJu besar2 kt cover dia haha.&lt;br /&gt;Pastu dia kata la tu buku dia, then kita tengok sama2. Pastu, aku perasan yang ada perkataan kat quotes dlm buku tu yg dia ttp dgn marker.&lt;br /&gt;Ayatnya ialah "Welcome to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt; family"&lt;br /&gt;Aku pelik laa, nape dia nak ttp perkataan tuh?&lt;br /&gt;Pastu dia explain, yg ------- tu rupanya perkataan Pig Pig&lt;br /&gt;So basically, ayatnya ialah "Welcome to the Pig Pig family"&lt;br /&gt;Wahhahahahahha, time tu aku punya tergelak smpai kuar air mata.&lt;br /&gt;And since that day, we became the best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first impression on her was that she was super cute.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, first time tengok, aku pikir, waaaaaa comel nya dia nie hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;Dia nampak je hardcore kat luar, but kat dlm, she's a real softie :)&lt;br /&gt;Peha ni minat kat K-Pop. SuJu, SNSD, CNBlue, Teen Top, L. Joe, semua aku belajar dari dia :P&lt;br /&gt;Dia juga perknlkan aku dkt Najwa Latif, and ramai lg penyanyi indie Melayu yg mmg best.&lt;br /&gt;Aku suka borak dgn dia, sbb mmg tak pernah habis topic, sume bende kita nk cite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku suka dia sbb dia ni penyabar. Sangat penyabar. Mmg wat lek wat peace.&lt;br /&gt;Pastu dia kelakar, and kalau dia gelak, mmg blh buat sume org glk, cause she's cute like that XD&lt;br /&gt;And, the most important thing is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS THE ONLY ONE WHO UNDERSTANDS ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, itu betul.&lt;br /&gt;We were both pretty miserable on our early days at SMSR.&lt;br /&gt;Miserable, wrecked, depressed, you name it, we have it.&lt;br /&gt;But when I found her, SEMESRA became a better place.&lt;br /&gt;Jiwang? Yup kita mmg suka jiwang.&lt;br /&gt;We hate the same people (BADARIAH) and we like the same people (SCOM, TAKESHI, MINAJ)&lt;br /&gt;And the odd thing is, usually if I'm in a bad mood, she's also in a bad mood. And vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing, ait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yyVXdNBFv_g/TskLa8rOhHI/AAAAAAAAAR8/f6jDXswaakg/s1600/103_6870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yyVXdNBFv_g/TskLa8rOhHI/AAAAAAAAAR8/f6jDXswaakg/s320/103_6870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677081362869159026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So girlfriend, don't ever leave me ok? :)&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/5472778608499952545-4351901056934639184?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/4351901056934639184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/11/meet-my-main-squeeze-peha.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/4351901056934639184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/4351901056934639184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/11/meet-my-main-squeeze-peha.html' title='Meet my main squeeze, Peha :)'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lK9jM6TMvA/TskG4jf-saI/AAAAAAAAARw/c2Ah6WDG1zg/s72-c/331601_264872266874358_100000547612779_998199_5322111_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-7470882034436825241</id><published>2011-04-30T12:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:36:35.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll be alright :B</title><content type='html'>Bonjour et très un beau jour à vous :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now... 12:17 PM, Saturday. I'll be back to hellhole in Monday. Great. And on Sunday, I have my exam. Great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget 'bout that. Just last night I had my Anugerah Bestari, and I must tell you, it was awesome. It felt great to meet my old friends, some who changed a lot while others who remained the same as always. Oh and I wasn't the only one who received an award in the Radzi clan; my brother also got one. Yup, yea I'm proud ewahhhh hahah :P&lt;br /&gt;I got for PMR while he got for SPM. YAYYY hahaha I'm going nuts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-7470882034436825241?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/7470882034436825241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/04/well-be-alright-b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/7470882034436825241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/7470882034436825241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/04/well-be-alright-b.html' title='We&apos;ll be alright :B'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-9121339698070241274</id><published>2011-03-19T01:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T01:56:30.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Feel-Good Kit.</title><content type='html'>Movie : The Blind Side &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gM7jzwQBPww/TYOcMuo20jI/AAAAAAAAALQ/NiDwsxlyNrc/s1600/blind_side_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585479705361306162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gM7jzwQBPww/TYOcMuo20jI/AAAAAAAAALQ/NiDwsxlyNrc/s320/blind_side_ver2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth: You're changing that boy's life. &lt;br /&gt;Leigh Anne Touhy: No. He's changing mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-9121339698070241274?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/9121339698070241274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-feel-good-kit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/9121339698070241274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/9121339698070241274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-feel-good-kit.html' title='My Feel-Good Kit.'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gM7jzwQBPww/TYOcMuo20jI/AAAAAAAAALQ/NiDwsxlyNrc/s72-c/blind_side_ver2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-1723923372921364933</id><published>2011-03-14T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:54:42.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new book :/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eLGGr6ZbaKw/TX423EPuMPI/AAAAAAAAAKw/yqSaGN-u-ws/s1600/n269997142135_9511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 176px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583960907646382322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eLGGr6ZbaKw/TX423EPuMPI/AAAAAAAAAKw/yqSaGN-u-ws/s320/n269997142135_9511.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the historic day of 7/2, I officially began my new life as a Semesrian. I am completely blessed, Semesra was my first choice. And the school is lovely, completely strategic what with it's new condition (just opened in 2009), and IT IS AWESOME. Ahhh of course I can't lie, I was completelyyyy nervous. Starting a new life in boarding school? EH? So not me. But you know what, I couldn't say no to the offer. The look on my mom's face when she found the letter, was priceless. I COULDN'T SAY NO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I got into the class 4 Al Razi, and got the green house (Johan Pahlawan). When I got into the green house, I kinda felt like, (ARE YOU EFFIN KIDDING ME). LOL I couldn't help it, I've been in the green house my WHOLE life. Nak jugak rasa masuk rumah kuning ke, merah ke, biru ke, but nooooo I got the green house. Bak kata kwn ku "entah2 muka ko ni muka budak rumah hijau kot". Hahahha ye laaa muka suci gitu kan hahahhah. But nevertheless, syukur jugak, cause rumah hijau 1st floor, so x penat panjat tangga hehehehhehe *cue evil laugh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Errr long story short, after a month there, I couldn't say I was extremely happy, but... oh well, it could've been worse right? Apart from missing my family and friends, getting used to the routine, and perangai bbrp org ^%&amp;amp;$%(% nih, life at SMSR is well, OK. I found new friends, friends whom I've spent hours laughing and talking like mad, and the teachers rlly nice too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still, I may need at least 5 months, just to get used to the whole situation. TEEHEE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH and my favourite snack there, hehe :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583963501872932114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-owuW0lTOPFA/TX45OEfh5RI/AAAAAAAAALA/d9e86ivFy-c/s320/2-picnics.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583964038086738338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dttCNUo_Vbs/TX45tSC3QaI/AAAAAAAAALI/AwycZv179Yg/s320/chokiChoki.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&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/5472778608499952545-1723923372921364933?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/1723923372921364933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/1723923372921364933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/1723923372921364933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-book.html' title='A new book :/'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eLGGr6ZbaKw/TX423EPuMPI/AAAAAAAAAKw/yqSaGN-u-ws/s72-c/n269997142135_9511.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-1536842428216339010</id><published>2010-12-23T17:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T17:50:36.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm wonderstruck, dancing around all alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefadingnight.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 165px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553807194604177058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TRMWN9lkBqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Qrbm-n9VgdY/s320/2h497vn.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello y'all :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm very happy right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why, you're wondering?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ohoohohohoohohoohohoohohoohohohoohoho :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got my PMR results today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I GOT 8A's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohmygod I'm sooo happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cried so hard earlier, my face was all puffed out, haha :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Congrats to my fellow friends, you guys deserve the best :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was so nervous yesterday, I had to took flu pills just to get to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It did the trick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I woke up pretty late today, haha :D *wahh anak dara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wasn't excited to go to school at all, well, I was actually excited to get it over with, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Came to school, met up with Lala, and chat with her a bit. She's as freaked out as I am, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then the time came to know the results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nad was the first in line. She got 8A's, and everyone was like, OMG congrats Nad. She deserved it, she's awesome, and she studied soo hard haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then it was my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Puan Zaitol Hana asked me, what do you think your result is, Raida? I couldn't answer her, I was completely silent. Mute. Then she grab my result slip, and when I saw all straight A's, I was bawling. Like, completely crying, haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then it was time to take pictures. So much fun, haha Izyan's dad was like "Happy faces everybody", LOL it was awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Afterwards, we got to my tuition. Ate some cendol, it was so nice. My teacher gave me some pressie. Hahahaha my face was like :DDDDDDD all day long LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one can ruin my day. I've never been happier. :DDDDDDDD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TRMajBDEfaI/AAAAAAAAAKc/GSzeEuXxiN8/s1600/163963_170929416278432_100000841235246_323344_2863421_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553811954357009826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TRMajBDEfaI/AAAAAAAAAKc/GSzeEuXxiN8/s320/163963_170929416278432_100000841235246_323344_2863421_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; YOU GUYS :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-1536842428216339010?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/1536842428216339010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-wonderstruck-dancing-around-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/1536842428216339010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/1536842428216339010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-wonderstruck-dancing-around-all.html' title='I&apos;m wonderstruck, dancing around all alone.'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TRMWN9lkBqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Qrbm-n9VgdY/s72-c/2h497vn.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-2584470574588283327</id><published>2010-12-18T20:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T21:01:43.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Be Yourself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQyv1X_BLWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0fxMibM3ehA/s1600/wmo84y.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552005772147240290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQyv1X_BLWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0fxMibM3ehA/s320/wmo84y.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Banner from &lt;a href="http://thefadingnight.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thefadingnight.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.&lt;/em&gt; — &lt;strong&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Being &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;yourself&lt;/span&gt; is celebrating you, as an individual - learning to express yourself and be happy with who you are. For some people, it's learning to &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;love yourself&lt;/span&gt;, for others, it's not hiding who you are or changing things about you to fit in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you, &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Be-Yourself"&gt;wikiHow.&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/5472778608499952545-2584470574588283327?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/2584470574588283327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-to-be-yourself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/2584470574588283327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/2584470574588283327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-to-be-yourself.html' title='How to Be Yourself.'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQyv1X_BLWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0fxMibM3ehA/s72-c/wmo84y.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-5399567419395019500</id><published>2010-12-17T19:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T19:19:50.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>graveyard griefs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQtFA72zJhI/AAAAAAAAAJs/8FzrctoW9ao/s1600/2mflugx.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551606848034121234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQtFA72zJhI/AAAAAAAAAJs/8FzrctoW9ao/s320/2mflugx.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A big &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO&lt;/span&gt; to you readers (nobody reads your blog loser -.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Soooo, as you may notice, my blog was left unattended since March. Sorry, I have my own reasons. Really! I'm busy with school, PMR, and etc. I really don't have time to write anything, sorriiee ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Soo, a few things are updated;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) My blog url has been changed (yet again), just for a fresh start :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2) Changed my blog skin, yet again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My life is pretty boring now that school has ended. Ddk rumah menghadap comp je laa, haha :D I'm so bored. I really wanna go out. I wanna watch a movie! Preferably Harry Potter and Narnia. Anyone wanna take me? Hehe *annoying laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Apart from online-ning, I've been reading. NO, not school books, oh no no. Actually, I've been reading Harry Potter books. I'm &lt;em&gt;Obsessed&lt;/em&gt;, I admit it, hehe :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wanna be a Weasley. Preferably &lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Ron Weasley&lt;/strong&gt;. Hehehhehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQtGoCffB5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8yGgXK9tehY/s1600/tumblr_l8b2jwBB8d1qbn71bo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551608619341907858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQtGoCffB5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8yGgXK9tehY/s320/tumblr_l8b2jwBB8d1qbn71bo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5472778608499952545-5399567419395019500?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/5399567419395019500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/12/graveyard-griefs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/5399567419395019500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/5399567419395019500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/12/graveyard-griefs.html' title='graveyard griefs.'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQtFA72zJhI/AAAAAAAAAJs/8FzrctoW9ao/s72-c/2mflugx.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-730031864820429182</id><published>2010-09-03T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:59.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am seriously funny and all</title><content type='html'>haha berapa bnyk kali lah dah cakap, bye bye FB, BLOG dll? Tapi ttp on jgk tiap2 weekends :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-730031864820429182?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/730031864820429182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-seriously-funny-and-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/730031864820429182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/730031864820429182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-seriously-funny-and-all.html' title='I am seriously funny and all'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-1959140108590642262</id><published>2010-07-17T16:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:21.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a dark and gloomy day it is.</title><content type='html'>:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-1959140108590642262?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/1959140108590642262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/07/dark-and-gloomy-day-it-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/1959140108590642262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/1959140108590642262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/07/dark-and-gloomy-day-it-is.html' title='a dark and gloomy day it is.'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-6444200787497699986</id><published>2010-07-11T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:59.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye FB, MS, BLOGGER, dll.</title><content type='html'>PMR is getting nearer by minutes, no time to waste!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-6444200787497699986?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/6444200787497699986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/07/goodbye-fb-ms-blogger-dll.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/6444200787497699986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/6444200787497699986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/07/goodbye-fb-ms-blogger-dll.html' title='goodbye FB, MS, BLOGGER, dll.'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-6514156664045738325</id><published>2010-06-09T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:28.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazeeee day !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;09/06/2010, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gosh, what a WILD day it is. haha memang happening gile r today! start dgn kt kls tmbhn, haha suprise bday party for pn Duni! Happy Belated Bday teacher! Had cake, ummm yum yum haha. Then, the crazinest started. Idea DANIAL la, haha, campur minuman bnyk2 :D Crazy, but best gile, haha campur air peach, strawberry and Pepsi. Rasa? SEDAPPPPP haha :D Then, nana cabar lak, minum cpt2, haha, rase nak tersembur je air terkeluar dari hidung, haha ! Entah berape bnyk gelas minum, gulp gulp gulp smpai kembung perut haha. Then, idea spe ehh, oh, NANA, haha pegi rumah cikgu Duni. Then, 7 orang, me, nad, farzana, farhana, sarah, farris and danial msuk kereta cikgu, haha, kene beriba2 riba la, mmg mcm tin sardin serious ckp, LOL. Smapi je rumah ckg, haaa, thats where the fun begins! Dengar lgu piring hitam, order pizza, mkn icecream, main sorok2, truth or dare, life, mkn keropok, menari-nari, menyanyi, melompat, and mcm2 laa! Haha plg best truth or dare and menari la, mmg happening gile! Mmmg Pn Duni sporting laa, TABIK! haha :D Then, habis semua chaos tu, gi Giant jap, nk tukar bende. Haha kaki dh lenguh duk lompat-lompat sne sini, ngantuk plak tu. Then hujan. Rase mcm cis je sbb patut kuar main basket :( Tengah nk ke kereta wkt blik tu, then, BUKKKKK. I fell down, butt first, to the pavement, depan hmpir semua penghuni Giant. Ohmygod, malu tak terkata la beb, malu gile, then bangun je, buat muke masam, pastu lari msuk kereta, haha! Then, gi tuisyen lak, badan semua sakit sbb jatuh, ngantuk gile lak tu. Waktu nk blik tu, then, BLACKOUT. Habis satu tuisyen menjerit, haha gelap gileeee. Mse nk cri kasut tu lawak, Atiqah handset Blackberry canggih gile tu pun ssh nk cri kasut die, haha entah brp lme tunggu die! Meriah meriah, haha :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-6514156664045738325?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/6514156664045738325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/06/crazeeee-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/6514156664045738325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/6514156664045738325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/06/crazeeee-day.html' title='crazeeee day !'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-7755603925414087125</id><published>2010-05-15T18:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:21.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peer jealousy .</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mood : Jealous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is a &lt;strong&gt;PEER?&lt;/strong&gt; a peer is a friend.&lt;br /&gt;what is &lt;strong&gt;JEALOUSY?&lt;/strong&gt; well, thats not a very easy thing to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is &lt;strong&gt;PEER JEALOUSY?&lt;/strong&gt; it is a condition where, basically,&lt;br /&gt;a) you get jealous of your own friend.&lt;br /&gt;b) you get jealous when you see your friend socializing with everyone else,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) i know i was never the one to socialize, never the one to have the guts to go out and introduce myself, or get up on a stage and talk in front of an audience. This kind of thing have always been hard for me to deal with. Easier said, i was &lt;strong&gt;SHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was harder knowing i have to compete with a friend, who, in the public's eyes, has everything. The courage to say whats on her mind, to choose what she wants, when she wants. I was always the one to sit on the corner, mumbling about how i have a hard time saying my opinion, while she goes up and screams and yells what she thinks of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves her. She's fun, pretty, funny, smart. What else do you want in a friend? She helps you in your Math homework, she knows how to have a good time. What do you get when you befriend me? It's all the way around. &lt;strong&gt;I WOULD ASK YOU FOR YOUR MATH ANSWER,&lt;/strong&gt; and I would ask you what to do to have a good time. I'm boring, she's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not something I could help with. I'm not smart, &lt;strong&gt;SORRY.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm boring, &lt;strong&gt;SORRY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Lately, I've been trying to get into the crowd, trying to get to know my classmates. Not that i don't know them, I just want to get to know the better. So, there's this one particular person, let's just say she's the ruler of our class. She's loud, fun, smart, and bla bla bla so on perfect perfect perfect so on etc. Her bestfriend is every guy on the class, and all the girls want to be her mate. Including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always felt isolated, felt lonely whenever I'm around her. I feel lonelier when a good friend of mine is starting to join her clique. Now that made me jealous. Very jealous. I can't let that happen. My good friend knows that when she promised to be my best friend, she knows the consequences. I would be clingy, and she can't complain a word. Thats the deal. I would have to deal with her bad mouth, she would have to deal with my clingliness attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Easier said now, I'm jealous.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-7755603925414087125?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/7755603925414087125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/05/peer-jealousy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/7755603925414087125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/7755603925414087125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/05/peer-jealousy.html' title='peer jealousy .'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-1204932258532026395</id><published>2010-05-14T15:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:28.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TERBANGGG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S-z_iE1Z29I/AAAAAAAAAFM/scElwS_cZD4/s1600/Photo000344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471028608226679762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S-z_iE1Z29I/AAAAAAAAAFM/scElwS_cZD4/s320/Photo000344.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5472778608499952545-1204932258532026395?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/1204932258532026395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/05/terbanggg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/1204932258532026395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/1204932258532026395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/05/terbanggg.html' title='TERBANGGG'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S-z_iE1Z29I/AAAAAAAAAFM/scElwS_cZD4/s72-c/Photo000344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-9020885991302701528</id><published>2010-04-04T10:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T10:57:50.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FORGIVE AND FORGET.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;They always tell me this, just &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;FORGIVE AND FORGET&lt;/span&gt;. It made sense though, since my love life has been nothing but as awful as a garbage can. They say, I always make the right choice, that I like the right guy. It doesn't make sense, they couldn't tell how I felt about them. They always say, go tell him! It's obvious they like you too. Well, they are not in my shoes, they couldn't see what I see. I've never been the lucky one in relationships, I've always been the one to suffer. I've never cared before, now, I've toughen up, I won't let anybody let my guard down. I won't cry for another person anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This strenght I felt, started late last year. I was determined. But, something happened this year. yes, I fell for someone else, someone who started as my friend. I let my guard down, and then, well, I got hurt yet again. I keep telling my friends, "NO, I don't like him, pleasee trust me.". As per usual, they don't understand. They don't understand how much pain they're inflicting on me by saying things like &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"OOOHHH, I HOPE YOU DREAM ABOUT HIM TONIGHT"&lt;/span&gt; or shit. I'm trying to forget him, but it's hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"I got tired of waiting, wondering if you were ever coming along,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;  My faith in you was fading"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-9020885991302701528?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/9020885991302701528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/04/forgive-and-forget.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/9020885991302701528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/9020885991302701528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/04/forgive-and-forget.html' title='FORGIVE AND FORGET.'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-1085744421112162397</id><published>2010-04-03T16:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:59.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-.-</title><content type='html'>It's cool that I got a new phone and all, but HOW am I suppose to upload pics and songs without a memory card reader?! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-1085744421112162397?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/1085744421112162397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/1085744421112162397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/1085744421112162397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='-.-'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-8788632834346189578</id><published>2010-03-29T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T15:11:01.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15th BDAY ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;It's 29/3/10, and that means, I'm officially fifteen, yayyy :) Went to school, first gift of the day was from Atiqah &amp;amp; Asmaa (got multi-coloured hair clips), and thank you so much guys, haha bagus ehh korang2 share2 nih, :D Second gift was from Kak Khai (a handphone strap with the letter R and a green bell), and thank you Kak Khai, nanti adik ltk kat henpon yeh, hehe. And then a black jewerly box from Nadiah, wahh lawa gile gile beb thanks thanks :D And last but not least, a gorgeous room decoration from Kak Waida, hehe suke gile thank you kak waidaaa :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Went home, and then opened the gifts from Mama &amp;amp; Abang. Mama got me a snowglobe, while abang got me a colourful stuffed doll, hehe wow thank you, suke suke suke suke suke sngt :D Ok, enough about gifts, now lets talk about my personality. Yup pgi tadi ade amik ujian personaliti, and ckg kt yg sy ni MANJE. Haha ye la tu, tak mungkin. Then, saye ni sorang yg amat peramah, haha btul3. Best best day :3 ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;P/S ♥ :  What abgreat great great fabulous day. Thanks to my family and friends for all their wishes and gifts. :) :) :) :) :) AHHHHHH BEST GILAK  ARIE NIE HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-8788632834346189578?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/8788632834346189578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/03/15th-bday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/8788632834346189578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/8788632834346189578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/03/15th-bday.html' title='15th BDAY ♥'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-4781631358512846918</id><published>2010-03-23T00:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:28.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when the caffeine kicks in...</title><content type='html'>So, its 12:21 am, tuesday, march 23. And I can't sleep. And I'm really tired. Whatever, so I'm here to talk about my newest gift :D Last Saturday, my dad took me to the mega handphone sale, and well, got me a phone! Lol I love it a lot and its &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pink!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks papa :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; At first, I wasnt sure whether I need a phone or not, I think it would be easier if i got my dream phone when I get &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8A's.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But without a cell, life is, well hard, lol, not life, but communication is :) Everytime i have an extra curricular activity, i ahve to use the pay phone, not my fav, haha. So its a lot easier now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;PS: Nokia 7230 is awesome, haha. Again, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THANKS SO MUCH PAPA :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 153px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451495351753414050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S6eaI5_0laI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ULrB6Xx7pcw/s320/nokia_7230_pink.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-4781631358512846918?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/4781631358512846918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-caffeine-kicks-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/4781631358512846918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/4781631358512846918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-caffeine-kicks-in.html' title='when the caffeine kicks in...'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S6eaI5_0laI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ULrB6Xx7pcw/s72-c/nokia_7230_pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-7754685109053315952</id><published>2010-03-17T00:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:59.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's 12:27 am and I'm cursing your name.</title><content type='html'>Wow, its morning already? Like morning? Haha did I spend almost 2 hours just reading ppl's blog? Whoah time flies by when you're having fun I guess. And guess what? i found his FB, again. Well, actually, I searched for it, I didn't just accidently found it, haha. So he changed his prof pic, aww NOT CUTE BOOO haha. Aww the thing is I miss you. But things didn't work out for us, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I remembered every look upon your face, cause when I close eyes and drift away, I think of you, but everything is not okay.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-7754685109053315952?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/7754685109053315952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-1227-am-and-im-cursing-your-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/7754685109053315952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/7754685109053315952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-1227-am-and-im-cursing-your-name.html' title='it&apos;s 12:27 am and I&apos;m cursing your name.'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-7248636849269477753</id><published>2010-03-15T12:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:28.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MSU serang SMKAM 2 on 12/03/10 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;One of the best days ever, fun-packed day, dgn aktiviti nie lps tu main tepung lak. Best Best Best :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S5284SyH1oI/AAAAAAAAAD8/l5jCooFgx9A/s1600-h/23658_106609212690303_100000236737850_162487_169865_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448718799488931458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S5284SyH1oI/AAAAAAAAAD8/l5jCooFgx9A/s320/23658_106609212690303_100000236737850_162487_169865_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S5288OuORMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dVkpq6HiqNk/s1600-h/23658_106609222690302_100000236737850_162490_4975321_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448718867118310594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S5288OuORMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dVkpq6HiqNk/s320/23658_106609222690302_100000236737850_162490_4975321_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Group 2 menang! Don't be jealous ;} Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S528zVm_i7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/hNELW3tYcAk/s1600-h/23658_106608352690389_100000236737850_162429_2952421_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448718714348211122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S528zVm_i7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/hNELW3tYcAk/s320/23658_106608352690389_100000236737850_162429_2952421_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S528uSaRkrI/AAAAAAAAADs/CmEp_Yw4bj0/s1600-h/23658_106608126023745_100000236737850_162421_6501051_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448718627590214322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S528uSaRkrI/AAAAAAAAADs/CmEp_Yw4bj0/s320/23658_106608126023745_100000236737850_162421_6501051_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S529B1c64BI/AAAAAAAAAEM/wV0-8VN6ar8/s1600-h/26817_109947159016821_100000046116690_252900_612987_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448718963414065170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S529B1c64BI/AAAAAAAAAEM/wV0-8VN6ar8/s320/26817_109947159016821_100000046116690_252900_612987_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I miss you guys, Kak2 yang sungguh baik and comel, haha :} Hope to see you guys again soon :}&lt;/span&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/5472778608499952545-7248636849269477753?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/7248636849269477753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/03/msu-serang-smkam-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/7248636849269477753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/7248636849269477753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/03/msu-serang-smkam-2.html' title='MSU serang SMKAM 2 on 12/03/10 !'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S5284SyH1oI/AAAAAAAAAD8/l5jCooFgx9A/s72-c/23658_106609212690303_100000236737850_162487_169865_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-4029160085915661623</id><published>2010-03-15T12:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:28.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Nasi goreng Barjana mahal laaa" - Farris</title><content type='html'>So, I woke up today, sebab dengar mama ketuk bilik abang, mama kt &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Abangnyee, kata suruh kejut kul 8 tpi hang x bgn lg knp??"&lt;/span&gt; Terus teringt, ohmigod, hari ni ade kls tmbhn! I was like, my god kene ponteng la kot, dh kul 8 ni x mungkin blh pegi, mesti da start. Tgk2, start kul 9, so releks r, haha. Pegi je skola, 9 - 10.30 ade kelas tmbh sc, and so buat la latihan, ;} Mse wat latihan tu laa Puan Nik Aziah kt, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"BM x de ari ni, Puan Zaitol Hana x dtg, ape lg, blik laa",&lt;/span&gt; weee best gileee, haha, but contain je, x de la lompat sne sini, lol. So, abis sc x trus blik, but pergi, mn lgi, &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;BARJANAAAA.&lt;/span&gt; Order nasi goreng cine and milo ais, terpaksa lak blanja cik Farah sorang nie. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BAYAR BLIK 5.40 CIK!&lt;/span&gt; Then soalan ditanya Farris, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Sdp ke nasi nye, mhl laaa".&lt;/span&gt; So biar die order sndiri, biar die rse. Bile tny sdp ke x, snyp je, x th la sdp ke x. Oh well, thats all, the blik and online. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;GreatGreat Day :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-4029160085915661623?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/4029160085915661623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/03/nasi-goreng-barjana-mahal-laaa-farris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/4029160085915661623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/4029160085915661623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/03/nasi-goreng-barjana-mahal-laaa-farris.html' title='&quot;Nasi goreng Barjana mahal laaa&quot; - Farris'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-5116099515625150379</id><published>2010-03-14T14:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:08.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Look At You</title><content type='html'>I just found out he had a girlfriend. I don't know whether he's lying or not, but at the time, when I thought I would fall down or get sad, I realize, I was fine. I no longer had any kind of feelings for him, and I was happy for that. I know we're not meant to be together, and I'm okay with that. Friends are fine, and I don't want it to be more that that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;But then again, he still makes me feel this way ; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When my world is falling apart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's no light to break up the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I, I,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at you ; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the waves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are flooding the shore and I can't,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find my way home anymore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I, I,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at you ;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-5116099515625150379?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/5116099515625150379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-i-look-at-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/5116099515625150379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/5116099515625150379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-i-look-at-you.html' title='When I Look At You'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-1911044541903564671</id><published>2010-03-12T20:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:28.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>120310</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S5o4v7BoHtI/AAAAAAAAADk/N93KootMmsU/s1600-h/26986_1407724632433_1211946934_31162146_6148593_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447729095207558866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S5o4v7BoHtI/AAAAAAAAADk/N93KootMmsU/s320/26986_1407724632433_1211946934_31162146_6148593_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447728874095481330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S5o4jDUZkfI/AAAAAAAAADU/H2ADIu44vjA/s320/26986_1407724552431_1211946934_31162144_7239235_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447728767884059442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S5o4c3pn4zI/AAAAAAAAADM/uB8zzrB6jRQ/s320/26986_1407724432428_1211946934_31162142_8128302_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447729021053887202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S5o4rmyA4uI/AAAAAAAAADc/D5kJNgYKDLE/s320/26986_1407724592432_1211946934_31162145_5520979_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ILYSM&lt;/span&gt; guys, I really do.&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you next year, as most of you guys will leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;P/S : Happy Bday 'Mal, and thanks to Nana for the piccys ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-1911044541903564671?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/1911044541903564671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/03/120310.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/1911044541903564671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/1911044541903564671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/03/120310.html' title='120310'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S5o4v7BoHtI/AAAAAAAAADk/N93KootMmsU/s72-c/26986_1407724632433_1211946934_31162146_6148593_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-5720160129903851249</id><published>2010-03-05T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:59.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F I N A L L Y.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY.&lt;/strong&gt; Exam is over. As usual, some test I got good marks, some... not so much ;] But, whatever it is, no one is gonna stop me from making this week my &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;RECESS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; week! No studying, no extra curricular activity, no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Let's make this special week &lt;strong&gt;SPECIAL&lt;/strong&gt; ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-5720160129903851249?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/5720160129903851249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/03/f-i-n-l-l-y.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/5720160129903851249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/5720160129903851249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/03/f-i-n-l-l-y.html' title='F I N A L L Y.'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-3196208743169726814</id><published>2010-02-26T18:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:53.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Norman Vincent Peale once said...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q137/ruberducky14/graphics/Photography/6g3vrz7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Throw back the shoulders, let the heart sing, let the eyes flash, let the mind be lifted up, look upward and say to yourself... Nothing is impossible!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;em&gt;Norman Vincent Peale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-3196208743169726814?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/3196208743169726814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/02/norman-vincent-peale-once-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/3196208743169726814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/3196208743169726814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/02/norman-vincent-peale-once-said.html' title='Norman Vincent Peale once said...'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-8073807579337472631</id><published>2010-02-26T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:14.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish me luck!</title><content type='html'>Exam is on the 1st of March and the 2nd. Wish me luck! Hopefully I'll do well ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-8073807579337472631?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/8073807579337472631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/02/wish-me-luck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/8073807579337472631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/8073807579337472631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/02/wish-me-luck.html' title='wish me luck!'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-2408800882148314793</id><published>2010-02-24T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:28.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Like about 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;, the first year I stepped into high school. I remember what i felt on the way to school the first time, I was damn nervous. I remembered my dad said, what do you need to be nervous about? It's just school. That didn't help me relax though. Remembered sitting next to this cute girl, now can't remeber name nor face. Remembered seeing all the seniors, felt really nervous, after last year being the top dog of school, now back to below. Remebered the first teacher that came into our class. Remembered how nervous I was. And most importantly, I remembered them. They were the best part of 2008, seriously. Missed they're smile, missed they're jokes, missed everyhting about them. Now it's 2010, 2 years after 2008, and I can still remember them clearly, every single detail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-2408800882148314793?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/2408800882148314793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-i-like-about-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/2408800882148314793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/2408800882148314793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-i-like-about-2008.html' title='What I Like about 2008'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-4422394915611461818</id><published>2010-02-20T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:14.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the things I need to do to get my life organized.</title><content type='html'>Alright, lets list it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I need to make a timetable, really really need to organize my time between study, and other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;2) I need to have time to exercise, they say, once you have enough exercise, your brain will have a lot of oxygen, and that equals to, uhhh.. yea good stuffs :)&lt;br /&gt;3) I need enough rest. But that is impossible to do, so lets cut that off =.= &lt;s&gt;(enough rest)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Need to organize my room, where to put book, mags, clothes, shoes, etc. This will be hard, haha.&lt;br /&gt;5) Buy more instant coffee's. &lt;strong&gt;A LOT MORE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Get a new haircut, this hair is killing me. Grrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: &lt;em&gt;A lot more needs to be done, but I can't think of anything else for now, as it is 5.50 pm, and its Saturday, and I already forgot anything that has to do with school, including my name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-4422394915611461818?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/4422394915611461818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/02/things-i-need-to-do-to-get-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/4422394915611461818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/4422394915611461818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/02/things-i-need-to-do-to-get-my-life.html' title='the things I need to do to get my life organized.'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-8934067555913271545</id><published>2010-02-20T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:41.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>John Mayer - Who Says</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ib6W6WTtAU0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ib6W6WTtAU0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says I can’t get stoned?&lt;br /&gt;Turn off the lights and the telephone&lt;br /&gt;Me and my house alone&lt;br /&gt;Who says I can’t get stoned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says I can’t be free?&lt;br /&gt;From all of the things that I used to be&lt;br /&gt;Re-write my history&lt;br /&gt;Who says I can’t be free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a long night in New York City&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a long night in Baton Rouge&lt;br /&gt;I don’t remember you looking any better&lt;br /&gt;But then again I don’t remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says I can’t get stoned?&lt;br /&gt;Call up a girl that I used to know&lt;br /&gt;Fake love for an hour or so&lt;br /&gt;Who says I can’t get stoned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says I can’t take time?&lt;br /&gt;Meet all the girls on the county line&lt;br /&gt;Then wait on fate to send a sign&lt;br /&gt;Who says I can’t take time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a long night in New York City&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a long night in Austin too&lt;br /&gt;I don’t remember you looking any better&lt;br /&gt;But then again I don’t remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says I can’t get stoned?&lt;br /&gt;Plan a trip to Japan alone&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t matter if I even go&lt;br /&gt;Who says I can’t get stoned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a long night in New York City&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a long time since 20 too&lt;br /&gt;I don’t remember you looking any better&lt;br /&gt;But then again I don’t remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                        - Obsssed John Mayer Fan,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                               Raida &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-8934067555913271545?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/8934067555913271545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/02/john-mayer-who-says.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/8934067555913271545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/8934067555913271545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/02/john-mayer-who-says.html' title='John Mayer - Who Says'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-8696793392733116924</id><published>2010-01-23T13:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:14.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>virusses shits, bdays and Haiti.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S3-xpYqiIfI/AAAAAAAAADE/n2bU3Nr-wDM/s1600-h/l_4eb022c742bc4cb0934c2129879b544f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440262199440450034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S3-xpYqiIfI/AAAAAAAAADE/n2bU3Nr-wDM/s320/l_4eb022c742bc4cb0934c2129879b544f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First of all, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NADDIE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You are officially old now, yayyy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A friend hears the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since school, many many things happened. I am only allowed to surf the net of weekends, and viruses seems to be really attracted to me, and IDK why. Just the other day, I have a sore throat. I do remember that I didn't eat any petai or something, so why did I have a sore throat? IDK. IDK. And it is a pain in the ass, I'm telling you. Homwork+PMR+Viruses= Racoon Eyes. Yup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had just recently watched &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;HOPE FOR HAITI.&lt;/span&gt; It is amazing, my favourite performance is by Justin Timberlake singing Hallelujah. &lt;strong&gt;AMAZING,&lt;/strong&gt; makes me feel really sad inside. Hopefully Haiti well get better soon, god bless them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-8696793392733116924?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/8696793392733116924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/01/virusses-shits-bdays-and-haiti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/8696793392733116924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/8696793392733116924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/01/virusses-shits-bdays-and-haiti.html' title='virusses shits, bdays and Haiti.'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/S3-xpYqiIfI/AAAAAAAAADE/n2bU3Nr-wDM/s72-c/l_4eb022c742bc4cb0934c2129879b544f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-6355351028838121013</id><published>2010-01-16T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:14.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no.</title><content type='html'>I don't even recognize myself anymore. Things will be bad, I can feel it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-6355351028838121013?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/6355351028838121013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/6355351028838121013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/6355351028838121013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-no.html' title='Oh no.'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-2349903813039825779</id><published>2009-12-24T17:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:59.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2010. I kinda like that number. It's breath of change. You know, after years of using 200blablabla, finally we could use 20blablabla. I'm super excited, haha. 2010 means a lot in my book. 2010 means PMR. 2010 means MAKING PARENTS HAPPY. 2010 means 2 YEARS OF FAILED-ATTEMPT TO FORGET HIM. 2010 means A NEW LIFE. A fresh start. Yea, as you can see, 2010 is a BIG change to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Q of the day! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How are you going to celebrate new years eve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Me? Maybe I'll just go to my usual spot. In my area, there is the place, beside the road, and it's up in the hill. From up there, we could see the fireworks at KL. A lot of Putra Height's will go there, relaxing on the grass, watching the fireworks. Even with the crowd, it somehow seemed very peaceful, haha. Or maybe I'll go to KL, see the celebs performing. IDK. I'm fine either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : Have a happy new years eve guys! May 2010 bring each and every one of us happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-2349903813039825779?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/2349903813039825779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/2349903813039825779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/2349903813039825779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-6332615075250859611</id><published>2009-12-21T12:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:59.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to let go</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/Sy78XaC5spI/AAAAAAAAACk/rs8tH3odii4/s1600-h/happyfeetprem5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417544880831967890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/Sy78XaC5spI/AAAAAAAAACk/rs8tH3odii4/s320/happyfeetprem5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/Sy78XaC5spI/AAAAAAAAACk/rs8tH3odii4/s1600-h/happyfeetprem5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things is going through my mind right now. I feel rather weak, luck is not in my side, after all. It's hard to make me smile nowadays. I'm freaking mad at this smoking ugly dude, who around me, I guess. Right now while I'm writing this blog, my basiacally killed my phone. I'm STILL mad at the bitch who posted crap at my blog. I'm stressed about starting school again, I'm not ready to face anybody yet. I'm to damn bored, cause there's not much shit to be done here. My right eye is swollen like someone punched it. I'm sick, and I'm bored. &amp;amp; Most importantly, I'm mad, which is very obvious to the people nose is running, and my eyes hurt, and my hair is so damn greasy, and I feel weak. Haha. I need a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;PS : May you rest in peace with your beautiful soul, Brittany, &lt;/span&gt;you'll be missed always :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-6332615075250859611?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/6332615075250859611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-need-to-let-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/6332615075250859611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/6332615075250859611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-need-to-let-go.html' title='I need to let go'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/Sy78XaC5spI/AAAAAAAAACk/rs8tH3odii4/s72-c/happyfeetprem5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-6472559058163616941</id><published>2009-12-15T12:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:59.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fyi major bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hey :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, someone is sending god-awful messages at my blog.&lt;br /&gt;he/she keeps saying about how my blog is ugly, and the layout is 'not nice'?&lt;br /&gt;and that person says that 'i not make the cut'. hello, your &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;english is terrible&lt;/span&gt;. a 4 year old is better in english than your are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she says that my blog's name is 'tak lawa'. oh thank you, i take that as a compliment. as if you know what it means :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 'it' (see how i call that person 'it' since that person is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so dumb and stupid like an animal&lt;/span&gt;) says that 'who is follow yr blog was so stupid'. umm, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;D U M B&lt;/span&gt; much? If you want to post your negative comments on someone's blog, make sure you get an A in english :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pee/ass :&lt;/em&gt; thanks for visiting my blog, you may say that you hate my blog, but then again, you're visiting my blog? i don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FEEL SORRY FOR YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, for having an awful life, and for having a communication problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;much love, raida :)&lt;/em&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/5472778608499952545-6472559058163616941?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/6472559058163616941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/fyi-major-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/6472559058163616941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/6472559058163616941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/fyi-major-bitch.html' title='fyi major bitch'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-7345953763394795259</id><published>2009-12-14T14:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:41.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because You Live - Jesse McCartney</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hs0HELcUYUY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hs0HELcUYUY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring out at the rain with a heavy heart&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of the world in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Then your voice pulls me back like a wake up call&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see that it was right there&lt;br /&gt;But now I know what I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright, I survived, I'm alive again&lt;br /&gt;Cuz of you, made it through every storm&lt;br /&gt;What is life, what's the use if you're killing time&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I found an angel&lt;br /&gt;Someone&lt;br /&gt;Who was there when all my hopes fell&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fly, looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, I live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live there's a reason why&lt;br /&gt;I carry on when I lose the fight&lt;br /&gt;I want to give what you've given me always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has everything I need to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, I live, I live&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-7345953763394795259?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/7345953763394795259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/because-you-live-jesse-mccartney.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/7345953763394795259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/7345953763394795259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/because-you-live-jesse-mccartney.html' title='Because You Live - Jesse McCartney'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-8221498867967787828</id><published>2009-12-12T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:46.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the black night and the dazzling light</title><content type='html'>So we meet again last night, under the black night sky and the dazzling sparkling lights.&lt;br /&gt;The crowd may be wild, with the shouting and screaming,&lt;br /&gt;but you're voice is all I remembered.&lt;br /&gt;There may be a thousand faces,&lt;br /&gt;but you're's is unforgetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me love, how can I forget,&lt;br /&gt;All the memories we had for a year, wrote down as my memoirs.&lt;br /&gt;Cherished and loved, I'll never let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we meet again, but it's not the same&lt;br /&gt;You're face still has the same charm and dazzle,&lt;br /&gt;But then again, you're expression wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I felt when I saw you're face, happy and stunned,&lt;br /&gt;Was quickly changed by anger and dissapointment,&lt;br /&gt;I hate you, and I can't tell you how much.&lt;br /&gt;There's still &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; in my heart, of course,&lt;br /&gt;But, there's also pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we'll meet again later.&lt;br /&gt;What would it be then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;- Raida, 7:55 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-8221498867967787828?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/8221498867967787828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/black-night-and-dazzling-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/8221498867967787828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/8221498867967787828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/black-night-and-dazzling-light.html' title='the black night and the dazzling light'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-4373043036282968443</id><published>2009-12-10T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:59.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comp prob</title><content type='html'>my comp, is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;GONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;Pergi baiki, haha, and my comp is now, well, brand new, and I'm loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma, hari tu, internet tak boleh, and I'm pissed. I can't use comp, for another 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, 2 + 2 = 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days without computer, nor internet,&lt;br /&gt;Feels like, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-4373043036282968443?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/4373043036282968443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/comp-prob.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/4373043036282968443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/4373043036282968443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/comp-prob.html' title='comp prob'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-210543661118342369</id><published>2009-12-05T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:14.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can you meet me halfway?</title><content type='html'>i miss my buddies, a lot. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411752289263073266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/SxpoCM3ut_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/YOaNF1Ej19w/s320/Image1932+edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-210543661118342369?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/210543661118342369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/can-you-meet-me-halfway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/210543661118342369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/210543661118342369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/can-you-meet-me-halfway.html' title='can you meet me halfway?'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/SxpoCM3ut_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/YOaNF1Ej19w/s72-c/Image1932+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-4158526756056064994</id><published>2009-12-04T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:36.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411257751631868674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/SximQUoYswI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4BebnlZ4EWg/s320/official+poster.jpg" /&gt; I just want to talk about &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;new moon&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/Sxim9KuKmVI/AAAAAAAAABY/qYZWB4YDATs/s1600-h/Jacob+Black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 310px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411258522065869138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/Sxim9KuKmVI/AAAAAAAAABY/qYZWB4YDATs/s320/Jacob+Black.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I've seen it, I've loved it, now to express it in my blog :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;OMG, TAYLOR, WTF HAPPENED??&lt;/span&gt; Last time we fans seen you in twilight, your're just the averaged-size-something-year-old. But now, man, you took my breath away. What did you do, &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt; 11 month of practice is worth it. Your abs, are, argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411259024496770034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/SxinaabBu_I/AAAAAAAAABg/wXWybV5Gxfk/s320/Bella+Swan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Little miss Bella&lt;/span&gt;, i love you till death, you're one of the ebst actress I've ever known. Trust me, i've loved you since I was a child. You and you're acting in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Panic Room&lt;/span&gt;, wow. Just wow. I love you bunchhhh &gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411259794711342578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/SxioHPsfbfI/AAAAAAAAABo/meKSEFnTAyg/s320/Edward+Cullen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, my sparkling vamp, robertttt :D Amazing actor, very versatile. You can't help but love hi,, I mean, he can act, sing, play the piano, the guitar, he loves tor ead, WHAT ELSE COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT?? &gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-4158526756056064994?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/4158526756056064994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/4158526756056064994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/4158526756056064994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon.html' title='New Moon'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/SximQUoYswI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4BebnlZ4EWg/s72-c/official+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-2881962528287786430</id><published>2009-12-04T13:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:59.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog skin and some other stuffs</title><content type='html'>my god, finally, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;, i've changed my blog skin. it's been a hard two day, but i made it through, and i'm proud of how my blog turned out. thank god, i'm not a sucker at coding, so it wasn't that hard. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HARD&lt;/span&gt;, but not quite hard, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello? lme lg ka cuti skola? dah bosan la weyh, duduk kt rumah, tgk myspace tiap ari, argh, bosan! homework pun x siap agi, haha, so yg tu kene siapkan. dum dum dum, ummm, bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;ROBERT &amp;amp; TAYLOR IS THE MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-2881962528287786430?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/2881962528287786430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-blog-skin-and-some-other-stuffs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/2881962528287786430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/2881962528287786430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-blog-skin-and-some-other-stuffs.html' title='new blog skin and some other stuffs'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-4874356428651164723</id><published>2009-12-02T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:59.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>edward cullen is a god :D</title><content type='html'>december 02, 09, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to summit. watched &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;new moon with nana&lt;/span&gt;, ahhhh edward, and jacob of course, mucho mucho cute &gt; yes, she is, obsessed, and addicted. went bowling, I broke my nails, my pretty pretty nails *sigh* FYI : abg keje situ yg encem tu, mmg encem but sombong, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;, haha, x leh nak ngorat langsung r, LOL. went to MPH, went to starbucks, umm yum yum mocha, ahh. went bownling again, yes I won bebeh haha. got home, took a bath, blogging and berangan kahwin edward, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;weeeee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-4874356428651164723?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/4874356428651164723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/edward-cullen-is-god-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/4874356428651164723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/4874356428651164723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/12/edward-cullen-is-god-d.html' title='edward cullen is a god :D'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-5907081526398314453</id><published>2009-11-26T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:35:59.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some random stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I like to type :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, so some random things that has been happening to me. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) I hurt my leg. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;BAD.&lt;/span&gt; Like, its awful, fells like I've broken something. It's bruising, and I can barely walk straight without &lt;em&gt;terbongkok-bongkok cam nenek tua.&lt;/em&gt; Sigh. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2) I need to watch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;NEW MOON&lt;/span&gt;. I need to. I must. It's, seriously, a must. GAH. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3) I've watched 2012. AWESOME. Like, perfect special effects. Tamara and Caesar is awesome :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4) I'm waiting for another movie to come. The movie musical &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;NINE.&lt;/span&gt; Pleas elook it up, it stars Marion Cotillard, Nicole Kidman, Penelope Cruz, Fergie, fabulous peoples. (Iklan promosi, haha) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5) I'm so bored with myspace, it's getting really boring. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;B.O.R.I.N.G &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xoxo, and much love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-5907081526398314453?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/5907081526398314453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-random-stuffs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/5907081526398314453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/5907081526398314453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-random-stuffs.html' title='Some random stuffs'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472778608499952545.post-5137803807966615718</id><published>2009-11-14T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:34:55.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gasiinngg</title><content type='html'>Today, pgi2 lg dah dikejut dri tido. Papa ajak gi &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bukit Gasing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, hiking. Ahh, kalau ikut bleh blah r, x hingin aku, but t'paksa gak ikut. Breakfast mkn kat &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Restoran Raju&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, penah korang dgr? Popular oh restoran tu. Pagi2 rmai org. Kaya Raju nih. Smpai bukit tu, rmai gile orang, mcm ade sale plak. Awal2 starting tu, best la, kene jln je, x de bende2 berat lg. Lpastu, dh jauh skit tu, mula lah kene pnjat tangga2 tu, yg amat teramat &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MENYEKSAKAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Aku kan, smapi terjatuh terjelepuk kt situ. Seksa gile la, mmg hardcore btol. Then, smpai ke canopy bridge, actually mini canopy bridge, kecik je. Lpastu mula blik pnjat2, lari2 nye. Sumpah menyesal ikut, but seronok r, sronok sngt! Bile dh start putar blik nk turun bwh, hujan plak daa. Habis bsh, belrumpur dan licin, mmg ishhhhhhh la, dah la kaki sngt jatuh. Dah smpai ke arch keluar tu, ohmigod feeling die mmg indah sngt, haha. Hujan pun, tarak kisah, janji dh tmat hiking tu, haha. 3 jam bayangkan la. Start kul 8 pg, abis kul 11 pg. Then gi lunch kt Raju lg, then balik, then mandi, then tido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ciaooooo :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472778608499952545-5137803807966615718?l=thesixthavenue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/feeds/5137803807966615718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/11/gasiinngg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/5137803807966615718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472778608499952545/posts/default/5137803807966615718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesixthavenue.blogspot.com/2009/11/gasiinngg.html' title='Gasiinngg'/><author><name>Raida Radzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00479863906304839125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpq5cXauH18/TQmc_d4fBsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/oeKzSIbyH70/S220/photo001538%2Bedited3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
