<?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-1429070979138250400</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:30:34.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baybeh's Earth</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-2874877599319300224</id><published>2009-02-22T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:03:29.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SaFpFeXO5eI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Wq9ej-twyrw/s1600-h/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305637378789926370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SaFpFeXO5eI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Wq9ej-twyrw/s400/Picture1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;biarkan waktu teruslah berputar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mencintai kamu penuh rasa sabar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;meski sakit hati ini kau tinggalkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ku ikhlas tuk bertahan&lt;br /&gt;cintaku padamu begitu besar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;namun kau tak pernah bisa merasakan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;malah kini kau ucapkan selamat tinggal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;membuat keresahan&lt;br /&gt;meninggalkanku tanpa perasaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hingga ku jatuhkan air mata kekecewaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title="*Unbreak my Heart by Vip Qtr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vip-qtr/1923389800/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1429070979138250400-2874877599319300224?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/2874877599319300224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=2874877599319300224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/2874877599319300224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/2874877599319300224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2009/02/biar.html' title='Biar'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SaFpFeXO5eI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Wq9ej-twyrw/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-6441069408289326677</id><published>2009-02-21T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:38:20.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Satusfaction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I surround my world with finding self satisfaction. I will go thru hardship and never give up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sumtimes i find that everything i do, is to full- fill my own satisfaction. I fall along, but i feel great when achiving.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are many things that i manage to reach beyond my strengh.Syukur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is one thing that i really wana hold but its beyond my means. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adopting a child. I wana spent time educating them, Teaching them the morals of life, Introducing the reality and how to face fears and complication of life. I want to be thier mothers that doest not provide them a womb for 9 mths, but a sincere loving heart and strengh for all thier life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont noe. iam chasing the beauty of motherhood. I thrist the love return by an innocent child. Thier hugs and kisses that only god can feel how grateful i am to have them in my arms.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to have fun cooking with them next to me and eat our meals together. Make cookies, pancakes, heart shape eggs. Teach them what is colors, buses, car by just walking down  the park.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to talk to them about my heart, thou i dont get any advice in return, i noe they'll understand and never fail to make me laugh and kiss me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well if only iam a millionair, i would have adopt 2. Small&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and cosy family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-6441069408289326677?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6441069408289326677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=6441069408289326677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6441069408289326677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6441069408289326677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2009/02/self-satusfaction.html' title='Self Satusfaction'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-2114298653070798430</id><published>2009-02-20T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:11:57.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy i laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sad,i laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I cry I laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I smile i laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I angry i laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I worry i laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I confused i laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I lone i laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I stress i laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;but i cry inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Was that the only thing that you remember about me, you and us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-2114298653070798430?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/2114298653070798430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=2114298653070798430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/2114298653070798430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/2114298653070798430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2009/02/laugh.html' title='Laugh'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-3270782952537443663</id><published>2009-02-15T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:12:53.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BE THERE CANT BE THERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN BE THERE WHEN U'R HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OR WHEN UR SAD, HAVING TROUBLES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN BE THERE TO KEEP YOU COMPANY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OR TO KEEP YOU FEEL LOVED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN BE THERE WHEN UR LAUGHING &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OR WHEN UR ANGRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN BE THERE WHEN UR STANDING HIGH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OR EVEN UR STANDING LOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN BE THERE WHEN U DONT NEED ME &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND NEVER LEAVE YOU WHEN YOU DO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT I CANT BE WHEN YOU WERE ABOUT TO MAKE ME SMALL and then leave me away. I just cant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FORGIVE ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-3270782952537443663?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/3270782952537443663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=3270782952537443663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/3270782952537443663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/3270782952537443663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2009/02/be-there-cant-be-there.html' title='BE THERE CANT BE THERE'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-430049278180621622</id><published>2009-02-13T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T18:00:00.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont noe if being independant is good for a women. Would it boots thier ego or would it make them a better person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam happy that my hard times are manageable this time. Or isit there are more to come. I dont noe whats up with me the past months. Ive been going out all alone all time. Stress reliever i guess. But iam still ok thou the person i hope to be by myside isnt there.&lt;br /&gt;I found self satisfaction when iam alone. but what worries me is.........................................................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-430049278180621622?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/430049278180621622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=430049278180621622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/430049278180621622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/430049278180621622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-noe-if-being-independant-is-good.html' title=''/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-4250606471149525852</id><published>2009-02-01T13:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:08:34.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAWN COCTAIL, cook when heart pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Prawns cocktail 2 by Aieman" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aieman/291584994/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Prawns cocktail 2 by Aieman" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aieman/291584994/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SYU1iEu1hSI/AAAAAAAAAPA/bZwkDNKrLo0/s1600-h/291584994_269285aaf1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297699396173268258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SYU1iEu1hSI/AAAAAAAAAPA/bZwkDNKrLo0/s400/291584994_269285aaf1_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SYU1iEu1hSI/AAAAAAAAAPA/bZwkDNKrLo0/s1600-h/291584994_269285aaf1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prawn Cocktail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note : &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;More on starter. Best serve in Wine glass, spectacular in martini glass or if u have to serve small, get a shot glass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SYU1iEu1hSI/AAAAAAAAAPA/bZwkDNKrLo0/s1600-h/291584994_269285aaf1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Exclusive tip from Chef Ozzy :&gt; CHEERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recipe ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;2 cups peeled, cooked &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;prawns or shrimp&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;serve as a guideline fo 2-4 servings only ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4 tbsp mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp creamed horseradish sauce - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for halal concious, dont worry, dont have to find halal cert, its just a normal sauce that u can try grab frm mustafa center or some market like cold storage or liberty market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1 tbsp tomato ketchup&lt;br /&gt;2 cups shredded Romaine or iceberg lettuce - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u can also use a little purple cabbage, it add a lillter vibrant color to ur cocktail dish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lemon, quartered - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do not throw the skin away, it can be use as a lemon zest or wat ever u spell it. it will add to the citrus smell. trust me u love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4 large, cooked prawns, shelled with tail on - a little tip, to maintain taste and size, cook the brain with the brain juice cos thats where we get the sweetness. Second, do not peel the shell, cos if u do, it will shrink little in size, so peel after cooking ya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1/2 a can Cocktail - wats cocktail prawn without cocktail rite&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serves 2-4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Place the prawns, mayonnaise, creamed horseradish and tomato ketchup also the few squeeze into a mixing bowl. - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for lemon juice, trust ur taste, u have to taste when cooking dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Stir to combine all the ingredients; make sure all the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;prawns or shrimp&lt;/span&gt; are coated in sauce . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divide the shredded lettuce between 4 large glasses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Drain the cocktail can and just leave a little syrup behind for the sweetness. put the cocktail nicely on the lettuce then top with the prawns and sauce. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorate with a wedge of lime and a large prawn on the edge of the glass and serve with small slices of buttered brown bread&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Use the lemon skin and twist it so the zest will zest things up. hehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Courtesy of uncertifeid Chef Ozzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was suppose to be prepared for sum fren, however i guess his not there. Well here you go, the best time for me to cook is when iam stress. Well i taught he be there this time suring my peak of my work, well again his gone, so again i have to go thru this again . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway Cheers to you  dedicated one&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/1429070979138250400-4250606471149525852?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4250606471149525852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=4250606471149525852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/4250606471149525852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me hold youFor the last timeIt's the last chance to feel againBut you broke meNow I can't feel anythingWhen I love you,It's so untrueI can't even convince myselfWhen I'm speaking,It's the voice of someone elseOh it tears me upI try to hold on, but it hurts too muchI try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okayYou can't play on broken stringsYou can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feelI can't tell you something that ain't realOh the truth hurtsAnd lies worseHow can I give anymoreWhen I love you a little less than beforeOh what are we doingWe are turning into dustPlaying house in the ruins of usRunning back through the fireWhen there's nothing left to saveIt's like chasing the very last train when it's too late[Broken String lyrics on http://lyricsmusicvideo.blogspot.com ]Oh it tears me upI try to hold on, but it hurts too muchI try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okayYou can't play on broken stringsYou can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feelI can't tell something that ain't realWell the truth hurts,And lies worseHow can I give anymoreWhen I love you a little less than beforeBut we're running through the fireWhen there's nothing left to saveIt's like chasing the very last trainWhen we both know it's too late (too late)You can't play on broken stringsYou can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feelI cant tell you something that ain't realWell truth hurts,And lies worseHow can I give anymoreWhen I love you a little less than beforeLet me hold you for the last timeIt's the last chance to feel again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-571243747482042197?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/571243747482042197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=571243747482042197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/571243747482042197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/571243747482042197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-me-hold-youfor-last-timeits-last.html' title=''/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-1655735163114933047</id><published>2008-11-17T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T17:51:26.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfy Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;There are many ups and down in life, i never fail to cry. Thats just my nature. To cry no matter how much i tell myself not to. My tears are not visible, it only can be feel and only be seen if you look deep into my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Experience, some fall some move on, i have choose to fall and ive choose to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ive achive what i doubt. but ive yet to conquer.I must learn to appreciate my satisfaction .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-1655735163114933047?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/1655735163114933047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=1655735163114933047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/1655735163114933047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/1655735163114933047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/11/satisfy-me.html' title='Satisfy Me'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-8987591267886838516</id><published>2008-11-01T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:03:33.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hikmah</title><content type='html'>Duka derita duka laraku di dunia Tidaklah aku sesali juga tak akan aku tangisi.&lt;br /&gt;Sesakit apapun yang kurasakan dalam hidupku, Semoga tak membuat ku kehilangan jernih jiwaku,&lt;br /&gt;Andaikan dunia mengusir aku dari buminya Tak akan aku merintih juga tak akan aku mengemis&lt;br /&gt;Ketidakadilan yang di timpahkan oleh manusia,Bukanlah alasan bagiku untuk aku membalasnya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-8987591267886838516?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8987591267886838516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=8987591267886838516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8987591267886838516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8987591267886838516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/11/hikmah.html' title='hikmah'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-524300146746077004</id><published>2008-10-19T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T01:09:05.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alhamdulliah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I do cry but thats never forever. Like i say earlier, i can cry as much as i had to but, tommorow will be a new day.I found the strongest strenght in me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I must admit i need sumone with me to go throught all my darkest day and especially at the peak of my work now, hmm but thats just not gona happen. Well Ross,u've been left alone many times esp when things are at the peak and you feel u cant cope, when the world is pushing u hard. And when u need the right person to cry on, that he is never there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ross, no one can help u, no one will change for you, only u can change to make things better.You gave them space,but no appreciate. You've try enough but it seems vague. U are not in the loosing end. Work harder ross.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work can be demanding but thats what achieving is about.Always prepare for many tries and failure ross. Life is never easy. Life is too short for you to look back. Time runs too fast for u to stop. Only you can do it. Take a step at a time, your strenght cant cope much but she will move on slowly and steadily.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dont let boss see your tears. Dont let her see how soft you are inside. Show the passion and be focus ross, You can take this reponsibilty and pressure. Make this your playground and a secure foundation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dont let the whole world see your tears ross. This should only be between 4 walls.No one must see how u struggle.There is no point anyway, people dont care what you go thru, its only the end results that matters.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you happen to cry along the a long way or during a bus ride, remember you cry because u can manage and ur happy that u can. U are never at the loosing end ross. Learn to face your fEAR. Overcome it and you'll fine satisfaction. NOT EVERTHING IS THIS WORLD LAST FOREVER ROSS. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noting happen overnight. Everthing is a test and u'll go thru this test with strenght and never give up. I'll see you a the final end ross where your paitents turn to self satisfaction.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love, Yourselves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-524300146746077004?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/524300146746077004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=524300146746077004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/524300146746077004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/524300146746077004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/10/alhamdulliah-i-do-cry-but-thats-never.html' title=''/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-919248185883214792</id><published>2008-10-13T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:59:49.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For iam your wife faithfully.</title><content type='html'>I heard so much about fall marriage and iam officially afraid of marriage at such a young age. I dream about my ''marriage life'' yesterday. Its not a happy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall in love with a man which i know for over 8 years. There are many ups and down. We fought many , and many left hanging. He hurt me many times but i guess god brought him to me again one day, i accept such fate and love him with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage was fine for all year thou i know his well kept secret. Like everyone say, its hard to change sumone. I know his out there with other girls but i kept quite. I didnt know what to do but i kow i was strong enough to take care of myself. But one day he came back with a his child and not mine. In the name of god, i took care of his child without questioning why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FELT STUPID, WHY AM I STILL STANDING STRONG FOR HIM, SUMONE WHO HARLDLY KNOW I EXIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, he file a divorce case on me. I wasnt suprise as i had already know that i will never get his heart. It was stupidity to let him take advantage of my loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut my dream short, on the last day of our court case, i didnt turn up. In fact i left a recorded tape for him and all to witness. I still remember what i exactly say, i had tears when i woke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'' Dear Husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today will be the last day of us. My pleasure to have you as my husband. In the name of god, i love you faithfully. In the presence of everyone in this court room, judges and all, ive always fall for you since 15 years ago. I dont know how much you love me, but today you have prove your love. Thank you for letting me go. For all this years ive tried my best to be your wife your girl,but my best isint the very best you expect. Dear husband, u can have what ever thing we share,iam moving on without you.Whenu wake up tommor0 always pray for my strenght for iam getting back my life that was left 15 years ago. Dear husband, my name is Ross a wife that never fail to love you and your child.''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-919248185883214792?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/919248185883214792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=919248185883214792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/919248185883214792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/919248185883214792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-iam-your-wife-faithfully.html' title='For iam your wife faithfully.'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-5455513933092503142</id><published>2008-10-08T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:48:43.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cried in the bus, Work is killing me.Iam already working like an a project manager cum sales cum operation cum consultant. I dont know how to tell bos that i cant do all this. I anit octopus. The Student market is already taking 80 percent of my job yet she throw me a proposal on monday and expect me to finish a brief one on thurs ,which is tommoro.This aint easy as its reseacrh base.Cumming up i have to prepare slides for the school sales then so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God , ive been thru alot this end year, please bless me with more strenght. Alhamdullillah i manage to overcome the earlier even thou my heart havent forgive. Surrounding stop me from moving and seeing the future that ive always been wanting to achive. God, why must i face problem one after another especially went i feel really small? Iam not kidding heare, forget abou giving me difficulties i seriously need power n strenght. God i aint kiding ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-5455513933092503142?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5455513933092503142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=5455513933092503142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5455513933092503142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5455513933092503142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cried-in-bus-work-is-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-9156316349447601385</id><published>2008-09-28T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T02:24:21.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I he dont think HE  ever read my blog, but if he does, he'll be laughing on how silly i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i could spent my fasting month with him,i taught i could bake for him a cake. I thought u'll be here to give me strenght and courage , but that was just my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess in this world there must be sumone that has to suffer. Thats just how life goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roslin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got to promise to urself that u will not let any of this happen again.It doesnt matter if you fall, u have to get up and be strong.And if you feel like crying, cry all you want, but when its time to stop, move on, dont give up. No one is your strenght, it comes within yourself. NEVER EVER GIVE UP ROSLIN, YOU CAN DO IT AND YOU'LL MAKE IT. IGNORE SITUATION THAT MAKE YOU CRY OR DISCOURAGE YOU, THEY ARE JUST KILLING YOU INSIDE. LIVE WITH WHAT YOU GOT NOW. GOD HAS PLANS FOR YOU. WHAT EVER HAPPEN HAS A GOOD REASON TO ALL, ITS THE BEST FOR YOU..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSLIN, YOUVE BEEN THRU THIS A COUPLE OF TIMES, THIS IS JUST ANOTHER TEST. TAKE THIS AS A CHALLANGE. YOU FAIL NOT BECAUSE YOUR A FAILURE, BUT JUST BECAUSE GOD KNOWS WHAT BEST FOR YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU CARE FOR HIM SO MUCH AN ALWAYS PUT HIS FEELINGS BEFORE YOURS, BUT HE DOESNT REALLY CARE, THEN WHY SHOULD YOU ROSLIN. Furthermore you dont deserve him, he is using you as a place to spent his boredom. dont let it be this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-9156316349447601385?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/9156316349447601385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=9156316349447601385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/9156316349447601385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/9156316349447601385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/09/dear-i-he-dont-think-he-ever-read-my.html' title=''/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-1551914209675396500</id><published>2008-09-26T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:35:00.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE PLAN HE LEADS, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE ASK HE CONSIDER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE TRY HE DECIDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-1551914209675396500?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/1551914209675396500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=1551914209675396500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/1551914209675396500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/1551914209675396500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-plan-he-leads-we-ask-he-consider-we.html' title=''/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-3670185361630719155</id><published>2008-09-24T16:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T16:47:33.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHA , IM SO PARTIALLY HAPPY TODAY, IVE JUST IRRITATE THE HELL OUT OF A GUY. I HOPE THIS WILL MAKE HIM LESS PESTERING ME TO GO OUT WITH HIM AND IF IAM VERY EFFICIENT HE MIGHT NOT MESSAGE ME ANYMORE&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/1429070979138250400-3670185361630719155?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/3670185361630719155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=3670185361630719155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/3670185361630719155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/3670185361630719155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/09/hahaha-im-so-partially-happy-today-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-7092015294422489791</id><published>2008-09-22T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:02:32.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today After work i did a little shopping at CK store. When your alone, u feel very secure as you don't have to worry ur partner is following you because he has to? or because he is just bored or he really enjoys beyond with you. Well most of the time i try to isolate my self doing some marketing, self shopping without having to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sub consciously, i always looked back no matter how much i went ahead. I dont know what worry me most is the man. I may be feminist in your eyes but i clearly know where do i stand next to a man. I clearly know my reponsiblilities as a wife, a women who is a backbone of a man, A shoulder for a man when he comes back home feeling that sum one actually care, waited patiently at home. Yes this is why there is women in this world, but then what are men for? That's my greatest concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive meet many guys but not too many there are few common ones, some of them are unexpectedly common jerks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerk :''LIFE IS A LONG WAY, IF YOU HAD GIVEN ME TIME FOR ME TO PROVE THAT I CAN BE THE BEST FOR YOU''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind Girl-Journey in life is undefined, i dont know if my life can be as long as you. Ive given couragement and ample time, but u refused to work within the time. Long way is what scare me, how much longer must i wait? Can u tell me when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerk : ''I love you, but there are times when i miss slip, no one is perfect''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind Girl- I love you too, and i miss slip too, we both are on the same boat but what makes me differ from you is, i learn from my mistake while you enjoy doing it all over again''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerk : WOMEN IS SUPPOSE TO LISTEN TO WHAT A MAN SAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind girl : I am here to listen what you have to say, but can your spare some ego to consider what i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerk : I want you, but life is still far apart, let god do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind Girl- That sounds very fair to me,But dont come to me when u think u cant find and dump me when u think u deserve better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerk : I DONT KNOW, THERE IS MORE FOR ME TO FIND OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind Girl : Haha, so indirectly you thing you are very good, u think you deserve better when you cant even bring urself to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the crappy reason u'll find a guy will say. The unexpected ones are the one that seems to be dramatically promising, Empty Vessels make the most noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know, i myself might end up as an empty vessel to if i speak to much and learn so little.&lt;br /&gt;I Learn from my mistake, I shouldnt run from the truth from the start.Shoulnt been so oblivious.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-7092015294422489791?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7092015294422489791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=7092015294422489791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7092015294422489791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7092015294422489791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-after-work-i-did-little-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-4410472737164110437</id><published>2008-09-19T16:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:18:16.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sumtink Crappy happen in mylife yesterday. I dont know wats up yesterday, May instead of spraying perfume, i accidentally spray on a lover potion. To honest its been a very long long time since iam in the world of ''can i have your no?''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well it just happen yesterday . well this two guys come my workplace to deliver 50 big boxes which to stored at the second floor. So conversation started with a stupid joke.'' Your office got no cargo lift meh'' and i said '' its a shop house!'' so then i help them hold on to the lift. But i started to get in patient as i have so many work to do and thsi 2 guys is handling 50 boxes which will take time to unload and transfer to the store room. So i intend to carry a few boxes but before i even get up they stop me saying 'Cik adik! jangan buat keje mcm ni, nanti tangan kasar. kalau cik adik buat keje ni semua , ape guna nya ade lelaki' AND I WAS LIKE OK! THIS IS THE FIRST TIME A GUY EVER SAY TO ME THAT. it was sweet but to me, hello, its not my first time doing a guys job and my hands ain't soft anymore .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well they joke with me and i was like ok stop and continue working boy.But it was really nice of them to work and joke with me, at least i have sumone to talk to during office work. Then i found out that one of them is a Malaysian but kinda of good looking. He remind me of Faz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end of everything i gave them the purchase order and they insist for my num, but i ignore. BUT when i sent them of, they keep insisting so i gave..I taught only one of them wants the num, in the end i get 2... But u see this kinda of guy is just like a come and go. Never trust them. Ive meet many like this, empty vessels&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/1429070979138250400-4410472737164110437?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4410472737164110437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=4410472737164110437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/4410472737164110437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/4410472737164110437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/09/sumtink-crappy-happen-in-mylife.html' title=''/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-5492575910008218732</id><published>2008-09-17T16:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T16:50:22.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten reason Why we must respond to a Childs tears</title><content type='html'>I just have this side passion about children pyschology. Not to be a pre school teacher but more for my own knowledge which i find very beneficial in the future. Well sumtimes if we are observant enuf, we realise that what ever happen during ur childhood, it play a huge part in how you are now. Please refer below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A baby's first attempts to communicate cannot be in words, but can only be nonverbal. She cannot put happy feelings into words, but she can smile. She cannot put sadness or angry feelings into words, but she can cry. If her smiles receive a response, but crying is ignored, she can receive the harmful message that she is loved and cared for only when she is happy. Children who continue to get this message through the years cannot feel truly loved and fully accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Simillar to adults. Sometimes you realise that people around you come to you only when your happy and not when ur angry or sad. This is a norm in life. Take time to observe, dont be suprise when even your close ones be this way towards you. Life is a cycle, when one was treated this way during childhood, this child will give the same reaction towards the other party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Solution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my best opinion, never leave a child to cry on its own or ignore thou sumtimes it is the best way to make them stop. Acknowledge thier feeling by talking to them, the least you could do is to come to them and have a small chat. This will make them feel secure and safe and for the fact they will be entertain and stop crying. However do not overdo. Learn to leave them sumtimes and then come back to them when they stop crying afterwhich tell them why u left them alone. They may have tiny brains and canoot converse with you but remember, they will understand otherwise they wont have feelings rite.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continue...........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-5492575910008218732?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5492575910008218732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=5492575910008218732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5492575910008218732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5492575910008218732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/09/ten-reason-why-we-must-respond-to.html' title='Ten reason Why we must respond to a Childs tears'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-1893223500692553408</id><published>2008-09-17T13:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:38:57.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Iam living life pretty well. Moving on slow but constantly improving. Past is past rite. Nothing much i could do to change what has been done. I am not running.At times i do look back, just for learning points. I have eyes to see and brains to think. Things are very obvious but i shall just wait and see. There is nothing i got to lose. We cant have everything in life. There is sumtink that we have to forgo and maybe fate have made me forgo sumtink which i think i should as i dont deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;Well if i care so much what makes me think that he care any lesser. If iam sincere, what makes it sincere towards me. Words are just words that any tom dick and harry can create and say.&lt;br /&gt;For who knows, i was lying too.&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS CONFUSING BUT WHATEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumone who use to be a superhero in my heart, sumone i look upon. I taught i found sumone close to my dad, but god, i was wrong. No matter how much i move on, my mind can never stop asking what do i do to deserve this. Should he tell me earlier, things can be clear. I look thru every past, it makes me wonder and keep wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dEAR GOD, MY STRENGHT CANT LAST LONG, I NEED YOU TO PROVIDE MY STREGHT.&lt;br /&gt;FOR IAM JUST A WEAK HUMAN SEEKING FOR STRENGHT ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-1893223500692553408?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/1893223500692553408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=1893223500692553408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/1893223500692553408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/1893223500692553408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/09/iam-living-life-pretty-well.html' title=''/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-7619751165683497351</id><published>2008-09-14T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T01:32:15.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear god,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM LONELY INSIDE, IVE BEEN SPENDING MY TIME IN AND OUT THE OFFICE. RUNNING FOR DEADLINES AND IAM HALFWAY DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FOUND A JOY IN MY HEART, ITS DANISH AND NADIRAH, THE ONLY PPL THAT CAN CREATE A SMILE IN MY HEART. WHEN THEY ARE IN MY ARMS, I FORGET HOW UNFAIR IS THIS WORLD AND I FORGET WORK.THANK YOU GOD FOR BRINGING THEM TO ME. TAPI SAYANG, THEY CAME FRM A SHAKY FAMILY. DEAR GOD, ALL I ASK FOR IS TO MAKE THEM STRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CRY INSIDE TO HEAR THEM CALL OUT FOR THIER MUM WHEN THEIR MUM IS NOT THERE.WILL I BE LIKE THEIR MUM ONE DAY? NOTHING SCARES ME MORE THAN THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dEAR GOD BLESS ME TO BE A RESPONSIBLE LOVING MOTHER IF I HAVE MY OWN CHILDREN ONE DAY. I WANT THEM TO KNOW THAT I LOVE THEIR FATHER, THEM AND THE WHOLE FAMILY. THATS THE ONLY DREAM THAT I MUST ACHIEVE NO MATTER WHAT OBSTACLE I MUST CROSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SEE BACK THE WORDS BEFORE, I CRY, ITS ALL LIES. ,REDHA IS THE ONLY WORD I AN DESCRIBE RITE NOW,Dunia penuh dgn sandIWARA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spare me strength and joy in my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-7619751165683497351?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7619751165683497351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=7619751165683497351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7619751165683497351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7619751165683497351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/09/dear-god-i-am-lonely-inside-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-8757722536622138593</id><published>2008-09-09T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T14:15:03.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really gona cry sooner or later. I dont know who to share my stress with. Is like my daily life surrounds by work and strangers.I dont laugh much anymore. Its always me and myself. I hardly speak a word and only say when theres sumthing to be said.I miss liyana my lunch buddy and the only time that i can be myself. I can tell stories, listen to her stories and etc etc. I really feel lonely now but lonliness cant be seen as myself is too busy with work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam sitting in a cubical and thats aint helping me. Ok iam crying now. Iam not that strong you know theres always one point that i will breakdown in my own space.I dont noe what happen to me. Work suppose to occupy my life and make me happy like before. I guess i miss company and companion. God really testing me inside. He bless me with stress and take away sumtink that i treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To liyana, i really need to see you after ramadan. You have no idea how bored to death and stress iam ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ayuni and CT we will go break fast together, been realli stress at work and i tink i need a break. If there is one think i can do, i want to go to sumwhere that i can shot out my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure ive learn to appreciate life, being more generous, open mind and be able to accpt fate with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isit me, that its been hard for me 4 years continueously. First was D then H then F then R. What the hell is going with my life. What wrog have i done ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear god, i know your are blessing me with strenght and i appreciate that.Naturally i am very weak inside,and i guess as time pass by there are many that ive improve to grew the strenght that i lack of. Dear god, i hope there is sumtink good awaiting for me at the end of this journey. Behind this streght ive been trying too much. Sumtimes i had to force the tears out as i really need to cry out .Dear god, bless me,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-8757722536622138593?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8757722536622138593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=8757722536622138593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8757722536622138593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8757722536622138593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-really-gona-cry-sooner-or-later.html' title=''/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-388308918007704645</id><published>2008-09-06T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T00:21:38.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflect....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;I ask for &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;and Allah give me difficulties to make me strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;I ask for wisdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;and all gave me problem to solve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask for prosperity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;and Allah give me brain and strength to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;I ask for courage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Allah give me danger to overcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;I ask for love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;and Allah give me trouble people to help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;I ask for favor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and Allah give me opportunity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You maybe laughing or wondering why do i change my mind so fast. My mind change, but my heart doesn't. Definetly not to get you back, but to move on without forcing myself. I came to realise that ive done a huge mistake. I should think about how you feel and how it effects me before saying a word. Well times were stress for both of us. There is no point of me running away from you.What is there for me to fight or get angry about. There is a good reason for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never stop reflecting. There are many things i see in this small world. Mistake for me to reflect and learn from others mistake. . Life is fair but its just seems too vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the above poem, that explain how unclear this world is. You ask for strength and god give you difficulties to overcome. I thing about it and yes its true.How can u built strength if you don't go difficulties. This is the real life. Aint no fairy tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou its a long way to go, my main fear is to find the right may who could take my hands and be my companion for the rest of my life. I fear as its difficult to find a good responsible man. Gosh i don't know if i deserve one and able to find one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself searching thru a dating website where all the women post their profile to hopefully get hooked on sumone along the way. Mum say the problem with someone who is too career minded and educated tend to end up in a dating portal so does the divorce ones. I search and yes majority is as describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know who to be blame, the man or the women? half of me blame the man, well of cos the feminist part of me. Dont blame me boys. Nowadays you can see for yourself how many man are gentalman enough to give up their seats in MRT for at least a pregnant lady. Infact i see them either running for the seats or worst to pretend to sleep upon seeing a pregnant lady. This small little things speak alot for how this days guys are. Women start to be independent and eventually don't need man in their life. Worst ultimately ,the man would find hard to get respect from a women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats my feminist part. But little part of me i realize this is not a question who is at fault. I believe birds with the same feathers flog together. In this unfair life, god is still fair to all. Its the question how much can u realise and appreciate what is going around. My point is, this is not a question of pointing fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Humans are never perfect. Iam not a fairy tale person. I never dream of a grand wedding or all 6Cs. I search for what i need and not what i want. I always remember the saying that birds with the same features flog together. In order to flock with the right company, there is changes i need to make. Before i deserve a guy that will full -filled my needs, i need to shape myself as when a man look at me, he knows i will be a great companion for him, a loving wife and a responsible mother for his kids. No point of me being feminist and pointing faults at man.Let them be who they are. I will see more in the future. Is up to them to appreciate and treasure.I know in the end , i will find a man who can offer what i need in a husband and father to my child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i thing that iam good, things has change, I aint good enuf. A good men deserve a good women and a good women deserve a good men. I must always improve myself . I want a marriage to last forever. I want to stand by him thru thick and thin, be a companion thu his year and a mother of his child. I dont dream for a wedding that has thousand over guest and 20 over clothes to shot on. Yes iam too young to talk about it but the question now i will throw back, so when is the right time for me to prepare myself or even talk about this. We are talking about inner qualities and not just a showcase or some pretendings. . A qualities that should be train years back before. And i must tell myslef that no matter what qualification i hold, a career position iam seating on, i will still be a faithfull wife and a mother of his child. Iaam not gona see myself going thru a fail marriage and the fault lies of the wife. Life can be unpredictable sumtimes. If things happen to fail, at least i dont fail to plan and iam not a loser in life. Ive prepare long before and ive tried my best. But if this what life leads me too, its ok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-388308918007704645?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/388308918007704645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=388308918007704645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/388308918007704645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/388308918007704645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/09/reflect.html' title='Reflect....'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-7850184563100501678</id><published>2008-09-05T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T23:42:58.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressing me up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had a personal chat with big boss. I can feel the pressure i have internally and externally. I dont know about this business life. There is too many risk to face,challenge to take and ups and downs to go thru. I realize that pride is the key way to push a business and to create relationship also networking. You must be verbally smart to answers challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pride is sumtink iam lack of. Yes i can do networking, well normal chat but i cant go out there and say ''hey we have this etc etc we can provide ypu this etc etc.'' Iam not the kind of person who go out and boost abot what ive got and what i can offer. Because i dont what to end up with empty promises. Well sumtimes being too humble is business is no good. Eventually ppl dont know who you are. I personally call it Verbal Branding. This is sumtink iam lack off and i guess it time for me to imporve for the sake of business and switch to Roslin after work.&lt;br /&gt;Well i must have both qualities in order to get the deal. Iam new and still learning. There is so much to pick up along the way. The only thing i hope and will always remind myself, work is work, roslin is roslin. No matter what i have to change, nutink will can who am i inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Ros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-7850184563100501678?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7850184563100501678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=7850184563100501678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7850184563100501678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7850184563100501678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/09/stressing-me-up.html' title='Stressing me up'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-7756265109552656779</id><published>2008-09-03T21:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:01:20.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its ok</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Life can pe predictable, it only depands on how you to see it, either be prepare or just ignore.. Many things runs thru my mind this past few weeks. What just happen is a test from god and i accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum told me before about a good man. Hard to find one today. I dont know if i was blind before, but i know a mistake that shouldnt be repeated.No matter how much i move on, you left a black mark as you drag me too far. I was quite lucky to be prepared.However, knowing who you are i expect you to be firm be responsible with just providing me all explaination that i deserve. I guess this is just a part of you that i refused to discover, a brave looking man hiding behind his comfort shell. Theres nothing much i can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll move on along , there must be a reason why god show me this. . If you ask me, its easy to forgive then to forget.All i can do is smile with what ever had happen. Ive should wake up long ago knowing this will happen. I never expect a fairy tale to happen. All i expect is a firm explaination which it seems that u couldnt afford to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if u misuse the love i had offer or what ever feeling u hide behind, i wish i can know this part of you better.Ultimately you are the owner of ur heart and ur deeds. Deep inside your should know and realise. Its the matter of time. Today precautions has to be taken.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear god,&lt;br /&gt;I cry inside. i dont know how to anwser myself. its not tears of love, Today a man who i tink can stand as high as my dad just lose my respect. I dont know what is he trying to do but i hope he is able to search his missing pieces before he found his right one. Dear god, during this ramadan month, guide me to a better path. Show me there is a a fine respectable man who still respect a womens feeling. Show me the right one becuase i start to convince myself otherwise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-7756265109552656779?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7756265109552656779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=7756265109552656779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7756265109552656779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7756265109552656779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-ok.html' title='Its ok'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-6246043507471141417</id><published>2008-09-03T20:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:04:15.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If he is a good guy</title><content type='html'>Many things have been playing in my mind these past few days. Many thing that i can conclude. But as sumone who was left hanging i came to a conclusion that this is not the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a great responsible guy who treats me the way he wants me to be treated . A guy that never leave a women questioning. I need to be secure. A man that knows what he wants and not just pour a whole word or empty meanings. A man that care for the women the way he wants the women to care for him.A man that knows he not perfect but only perfect in the eyes of his women.&lt;br /&gt;I understand the situation and it gives me a conclusion. A good man doesnt make a women this way even he doesnt love .I am glad that finally god have show me the way. All this while i only feel but not believe. I dont deserve this. If he really appreciate, he would have explain to me form A-Z and not left me as and when he likes as he has no idea how uneasy i feel inside. He may before the perfect person in my life, but now seeing who he is....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-6246043507471141417?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6246043507471141417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=6246043507471141417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6246043507471141417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6246043507471141417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-he-is-good-guy.html' title='If he is a good guy'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-7792033959078011408</id><published>2008-09-02T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:56:23.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIAPAKAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SL1EyW7WRHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ZyRorztGEcU/s1600-h/91210260_0ec33e2254_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241421173267776626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="209" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SL1EyW7WRHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ZyRorztGEcU/s400/91210260_0ec33e2254_m.jpg" width="337" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; SIAPAKAH DIANATARA KITA &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DENGAN RELA MENJADI PENDUSTA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIAPAKAH  DULU MEMBINA HARAPAN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAN SIAPA YANG MEMUNAHKAN SEMUA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;KAU BAYANG BAYANG MASA YANG SILAM,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-7792033959078011408?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7792033959078011408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=7792033959078011408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7792033959078011408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7792033959078011408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/09/siapakah.html' title='SIAPAKAH'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SL1EyW7WRHI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ZyRorztGEcU/s72-c/91210260_0ec33e2254_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-5262879419151934064</id><published>2008-08-31T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:11:02.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW DAY!</title><content type='html'>I think iam quite ok now. .  4 days iam half way recovering. Its ok for me to cry, at least it release my stress. My free time past really fast as i reflect his reaction. I manage to talk to sumone like him, i understand the situation even better. Iam not angry at myself neither at him. I did my very best even thou i must say i havent give all i can. I do understand his situation and i have to accept it at one point like or not. This is life, at one point of time sumting has to go.It was meant for good and not to benefit myself.I dont gain anything more than just experience.Iam not here to hurt.Biarlah ape org nak kate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This days make me reflect alot.Perjalanan hidup ini panjang.Somethings we can hold on somethings we have to let it go.Nothing last forever but everything remains in mind.Everyone has something to hide and everything catches you.Good things might come, but good things never come soo fast...This is life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise a stress reliever method.KIDS! Little ones that can give u hugs that u will never doubt. At least this little ones do play a part in my life.I feel save when ever they held me.I wonder hows thier life 20 years from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If iam rich, and god permits me to, i wana built a humble home for this kids.Mayb building a home is too ambitious, at least i wana have one of them if gods permits me so....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-5262879419151934064?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5262879419151934064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=5262879419151934064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5262879419151934064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5262879419151934064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-day.html' title='NEW DAY!'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-1930809894915611028</id><published>2008-08-14T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:04:41.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUNERAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU NOE FOR ONE THING FOR SURE WE ARE LUCKY TO HAVE A PROPER BURIAL AND PROPER CEREMONY. WELL FOR SOME DEATH IS NOT THE LAST PAIN. JUST TRY TO IMAGINE IF ONE DAY LAND IS REALLY A SCARE AND WE CANT FIND ANY PLACE TO BURY... NOW FOR MUSLIM, THEY ARE ALREADY PRACTICING SHARING OF CEMETARY HOLES. WHICH MEANS THERE IS NO LONGER '' KUBUR KAU, KAU JAGE, KUBIR AKU,AKU JAGE" IN ENGLISH MEANS" UR HOLE IS YOUR HOLE,MY HOLE IS MY HOLE''.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ANYWAY THE OUTCOME.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Before land scare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bury then nicely in a coffin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Ah seng is a very good man and lead a very humble life. He live his years with full of respect and ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;To our last good bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAY HE REST IN &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PEACE&lt;/span&gt; ...Amen...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;After Land SCARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we tie them on a small rocket to fly up and boom! fireworks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Ah seng is a very good man and lead a very humble life. He live his years with full of respect and ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt; To our last good bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt; MAY HE REST IN &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PIECES &lt;/span&gt;...Amen...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-1930809894915611028?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/1930809894915611028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=1930809894915611028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/1930809894915611028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/1930809894915611028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/08/funeral.html' title='FUNERAL'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-3597369853244089828</id><published>2008-08-12T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:24:33.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Bum Ozzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes i admit iam a lazy ass. Thats why iam blogging at work. I can see clearly that i have deadlines to catch and i probably be dead then. I can see that pile of proposal and qoutation waiting for me to work on it. I can see that i need to hurry up because the future client start chasing me. I can see that my bos is dying to add to the burden i have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can see that iam not doing anytink abt it.Iam just tired. Its not my fault that iam lazy. It is because iam tired that leads to lazy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You noe why, because i realise my efficiency has lead to the advantages of my boss to keep adding my load of work and keep asking me for help (See i tell you its not my fault, iam just tired)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Honestly ive learn to block my Boss number, the office number and all the number that leads to 1 "WORK".. If i were to change to a new phone, the first function i will look and ask for is'' eh you got handphone that allow me to block calls or not''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Iam actually a workacholic but got timing ok! 9AM TO 6PM and when my work ends, but normally i will stay to lastet 7 then after that ''work get lost i have a life'' Sat and sun iam off the working mood. Weekday after 7 is my life with myfren. The only sat for superhero and sun for famliy. I very busy women you noe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok fine now is 5.30.. Must  continue work lah... Log off at 6.. gooday mate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;However &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-3597369853244089828?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/3597369853244089828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=3597369853244089828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/3597369853244089828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/3597369853244089828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/08/lazy-bum-ozzy.html' title='Lazy Bum Ozzy'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-2486311019212131153</id><published>2008-08-11T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:42:53.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLUEK!@@@@@</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I feel stupid&lt;br /&gt;I feel Dumb&lt;br /&gt;I tink iam blind&lt;br /&gt;I HATE U!!!!!&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/1429070979138250400-2486311019212131153?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/2486311019212131153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=2486311019212131153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/2486311019212131153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/2486311019212131153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/08/bluek.html' title='BLUEK!@@@@@'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-9201653801285971809</id><published>2008-08-11T13:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T14:43:15.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SJ_fU4Uj1QI/AAAAAAAAAKM/hQMVoAaSeME/s1600-h/2213521704_b162b1ca3f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233146841836803330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SJ_fU4Uj1QI/AAAAAAAAAKM/hQMVoAaSeME/s400/2213521704_b162b1ca3f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love so much, Be prepare to be shattered. Eyes, be prepare to filled with tears . Dreams, be prepare to dream something that u doubt to achive&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-9201653801285971809?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/9201653801285971809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=9201653801285971809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/9201653801285971809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/9201653801285971809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/08/dear-heart.html' title='Dear Heart'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SJ_fU4Uj1QI/AAAAAAAAAKM/hQMVoAaSeME/s72-c/2213521704_b162b1ca3f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-7449493208087953438</id><published>2008-07-30T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T22:01:16.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont now how long i can live in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont noe how long he can live in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont noe how to read the report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;But i hope nothing happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I cry in silence inside when i see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope if time really needs it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;It can replace with mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-7449493208087953438?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7449493208087953438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=7449493208087953438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7449493208087953438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7449493208087953438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-dont-now-how-long-i-can-live-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-8721001547632720303</id><published>2008-07-27T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T13:04:34.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack ass</title><content type='html'>Gosh! its just less than a month working and ive never seen such thing call honeymoon period . U can call me a weekday workacholic ass! But not weekends.The only reason iam always tap out late on sat cos superhero wake up late.Well he needs his beauty sleep and wats just 1 hrs of waitng rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway sumtink dumb happen on wed......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First i got my finger stuck in between the macdonal metal bin... Painful i tell u!&lt;br /&gt;so then i had to wash my hands rite..... guesss wat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: Walking towards the toilet,with that painfull finger....push the toilet door n headed to the sink..&lt;br /&gt;R: Washing her hand when the toilet door went smack open&lt;br /&gt;Apek : OUH ! SORRY SORRY SORYY WRONG TOILET!&lt;br /&gt;R: OUH its ok!no worries - continue washing until she turn back to see the mans urinal cubical!&lt;br /&gt;Apek: Eh girl! aiyoh u salah(wronglah)!&lt;br /&gt;R! Omg! sorry sorry - she walk out with out even looking up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeash! i went to he guys toilet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-8721001547632720303?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8721001547632720303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=8721001547632720303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8721001547632720303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8721001547632720303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/07/jack-ass.html' title='Jack ass'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-7003282667240433111</id><published>2008-07-18T11:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T11:31:10.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He forget We Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SIAOZYfpNvI/AAAAAAAAAKE/aP0kdgUwpGE/s1600-h/82569462_2e6d78f4ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224191396984469234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SIAOZYfpNvI/AAAAAAAAAKE/aP0kdgUwpGE/s400/82569462_2e6d78f4ce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why he forget we forget, Well very obvious he forgets and its natural that we all forget. But forget what? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Typically women will say : Haiya! all men are all the same..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Typically men will say : Haiya! all women are the same.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He say : NOT ALL MEN AND WOMEN ARE THE SAME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But we all forget that not all men and women are the same.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He forget and we all forget that :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All women might be same but, there are things that makes us different.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All men might be the same but, there are thing that makes each men different.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-7003282667240433111?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7003282667240433111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=7003282667240433111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7003282667240433111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7003282667240433111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/07/he-forget-we-forget.html' title='He forget We Forget'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SIAOZYfpNvI/AAAAAAAAAKE/aP0kdgUwpGE/s72-c/82569462_2e6d78f4ce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-766044697112290101</id><published>2008-07-12T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T11:34:55.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iam i dreaming</title><content type='html'>Hey hey! finally find time to blog ! Today of cos Sat and iam stuck in the office till 1. 1.5 hours left. Ive complete all the qoutation acpt for some irritating clients how like to add to my work load... Well the overseas agent havent reply to me so i guees still pending and iam freee!!!! yahoooioo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam actually watching malcom in the middle will waiting for one. Next i'll head to vivo to check out on my ralph lauren. I was so dying to buy but superhero stop me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find the malcom in the middle is really to sing to ur boss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE TWO THREE START!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES NO ,MAYBE, I DONT KNOW&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU REPEAT THE QUESTION!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME NOW (X3)&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU'RE NOT SO BIG!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS UNFAIR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH TOODLES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-766044697112290101?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/766044697112290101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=766044697112290101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/766044697112290101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/766044697112290101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/07/iam-i-dreaming.html' title='Iam i dreaming'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-4729270882906306148</id><published>2008-06-29T02:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T02:57:25.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One thing i know for sure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  I dont know the path ahead me. You dont know where ur path u choose leads to...&lt;br /&gt;One thing i know for sure,  u'll never be mine. Life seems like a game and you seems to be my battle. Every battle has its strategy, I have mine too. I wont show the plan i plot but for one thing iam sure u'll never be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ur the battle gift from up above. I question, will i hold a place in this battle that will never end. But one thing for sure, u'll never be mine. Heart question, will i tear in this battle that will never end. Will i fall if the battle finally choose to end. Gosh for one thing i know, u'll never be mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When world ard us dissappear,Just you and me,one thing for sure u'll never be mine. I fight with my strenght. Tears within will be a foundation to fight the strategy that u'll never be mine. And if the battle walk away, i'll have my strenght and preparation strategy that will be my backbone when battle come to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stare for awhile, one thing for sure i know,one thing for sure i know that u'll never be mine, and for one thing i know for sure,you'll just walk away.. and one thing for sure i know, u'll never be mind BUT ONE THING FOR SURE I KNOW, WHEN U CHOOSE ME AS THE PATH,MY HEART WILL LEAD YOU THOU ONE THING FOR SURE I KNOW, U'LL NEVER MINE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one thing sure u'll never know, IT THE STRENGHT I HOLD AND I WILL NEVER LET GO UNTIL BATTLE FORCE ME SO....&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/1429070979138250400-4729270882906306148?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4729270882906306148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=4729270882906306148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/4729270882906306148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/4729270882906306148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-thing-i-know-for-sure.html' title='One thing i know for sure'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-3357118396455914363</id><published>2008-06-27T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T00:41:02.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Requested By SAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The tittle speaks why im blogging this. Yes she ask for it..heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this women seat in front of my row.. We call her sam chu or sam chu chu or samantha shu ming chong ...This women has a special talent which is a fabulous burping skills. Trust me she is and always super proud of it. Sadly baybeh is never a fan of her burping skill...Heheheh. You are a girl my dear, burp softly. Ironically, despite her loud burp, shes never full. She will keep eating when ever thats food around. AH! that reminds me of her other skills, FOOD DETECTOR! or FOOD RADAR! When ever thats food theres always Sam! When ever theres sam, theres always food and that is sumtink commen in u and me..We love food. When ever theres sam and baybeh, theres always free food.ahahah. This women will only turn to my row if only there food and if my row is gossiping. Of cos most of the food will come frm liyana. Abt the gossip thingy, i can say she like to ear drop. She will listen first and only come in to add more story when the story reaches it climax.. So ppl becareful of ur surrounding when ur trying to keep ur gossip secret. OUH ya! the only time her stomach can rest is when she is asleep .. but the min she wakes up, she calls for food...eheheh That happen frequently hunnie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we all got alitte closer thanks to MAPSFREE. a great experience. A typical scorpio who likes to eat and adventurous.. Thats great! i can picture her a funky mother who is doing sports while pregnant, esp iam dying to see her dragon boating with her bump. Iam sorry thou ur not pregnant or married, i can imagine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya that sammy chu chu in shatec aka the HUNRGY GHOST ALL YEAR ROUND&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/1429070979138250400-3357118396455914363?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/3357118396455914363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=3357118396455914363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/3357118396455914363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/3357118396455914363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/06/requested-by-sam.html' title='Requested By SAM'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-6741094792547176786</id><published>2008-06-25T01:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T02:34:46.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAYBEH SHATEC PART 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I CANT SLEEP , IAM IN THE I MISS SCHOOL MOOD. GOSH U DONT NOE ,IT TAKES ALOT OF EFFORT TO WAKE UP 3 1/2 HRS BEFORE SCHOOL EVEN STARTED.. 2 HRS JUST FOR JOURNEY AND 1 1/2 HRS FOR ME TO GET READY AND YET SUMTIMES I STILL LOOK LIKE A CRAZY BITCH IN SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Since iam in the i miss shatec mood let just dig up some crappy stuff we did. Let start with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;STARRING ROSLIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Always the first ass to reach the school. Yeah thats me! I got the name baybeh when they found my habit of saying yeah baby in every grp presentation.. Trust me theres alot of spelling version of baybeh. And then the whole class start calling me Baybeh or rossy, no one call my real name Roslin. No one knows my clumsiness acpt for the 3 close girly who always seat with me at the left side of the class third row. I had the last table but i shift to the 3 table when i found that liyana is going thru her glory teenage years.Hahahah. I can run in heels and i can bump into walls. I only became the class rep during the 4th sem before mardi take over.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Next LIYANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A women that found her glorious teenage life in Shatec. Smart ass but i would say building a whole country in the air..And of cos she is and i repeat is late, if ur lucky she will be in sch on the dot. Iam her locker buddy and also a crappy buddy. She also entertain my nonsense.. Well that keeps her awake. She will always be kancong spider when exam comes but never study.. Sumtimes i dont noe why she kancong. And when the results come, she also kancong , seeing her results i would say i doubt ur dumb. I really doubt that is dumb. This girl is really smart . and when she sleep i always wake her up by saying '' liyana bapak kau tgh nangis kat rumah ''. She was a self appointed asst class rep and sumtimes that makes my work less crazy. Thank you. Yeah i almost forget abt her glory days..Very bad2 girl. never turn up for productivity exam. Smoke smoke smoke and i will show her the gewy graphic on the ciggy box '' Liyana ur lungs is burning like that'' and she will say this to make herself feel better '' Nah, thats photoshop''.. Hahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This women collects demerit point for comming late , It seem like collecting sticker on a sticker book. But we are all glad that she change a little. Good gerl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thirdly SUFIYANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This women seat next to me on my left.Between me and her noting just a touchy partner. We adore each others fats. She likes to be touch . Sumtimes we just pretend not to see each other. But when we seat next to each other we became cheeky. This women is so concern abt money that we all appointed as finance handler in every project. This is how she ask for money , talented  ah long! '' eh 10 dollars please, now'' Talk abt money and thats Sufi.. also she has a password that spells WESTLIFE... good password. no idiot in this era will think of westlife while trying to crack ur code. Shes not very generous when she is hungry. This is how she goes '' IAM HUNGRY IAM BUYING FOOD AND NOT SHARING''.. hahah. I like to see her legs when she walks, It jiggles and it has a kind of rythem. She has that curves ass that also shake to the beat. We all like to see her drooling when she sleep. And she goes slurping. Anyway this girl is a smart ass that dont sleep but sadly i always irritate her.  However shes one of a kind when its pmsing. But i will never fail to ask '' eh kau uzur eh?'' -''are u having menses?'' and if she say yes then i will go ouh ok.. You noe sumtimes u have to ask so that u can be extra carefull when u talk to women who is having pms. yOU DONT WANT TO MESS WITH MENSY WOMEN. tHEY WILL TURN INTO A BEACH..''very calm and blue''..heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lastly VEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This women tries very hard to study when iam trying very hard to stop irritate her. She will also look at me like this '' BAYBEH SHUT UP'' but i will always ignore . Hhahaha sorry.She definetly things iam an alien. This women abit scary. Mood swings that might swing u anytime, but of cos she wont swing la!. Theres always sufi to block me before i kene swing her vee.hehehe. Very hard working women that can be scary sumtimes. I like her shen her mood swings actually swing to the calm side of her. She be the sweetes angel i ever meet. I like being with her alone. sWEET SYMPHONY! I ALWAYS LIKE WHEN SHE SAY ''WAT THE FUCK ARE U DOING BAYBEH!''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALL IN ALL SCH WASNT BAD, MANY CRAPPY MOMENTS. iF IT WASNT FOR MY CLUMSYNESS, It wouldnt be fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;me in shatec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Choke on fish bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bump onto walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Climb hill with heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Slipped on heels and even slippers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Walking with unzip pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;fall and split in yishun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yadayadayada baybeh in shatec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-6741094792547176786?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6741094792547176786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=6741094792547176786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6741094792547176786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6741094792547176786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/06/baybeh-shatec-part-2.html' title='BAYBEH SHATEC PART 2'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-7015618644863410405</id><published>2008-06-24T19:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:45:34.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAYBEH SHATEC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SGDr3oEAxbI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3qQUFSeEkoA/s1600-h/DSC00467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215427709374612914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="180" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SGDr3oEAxbI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3qQUFSeEkoA/s400/DSC00467.JPG" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey its been awhile... for some personal reason, i couldnt find time to update .. Sch ended 5 days ago leaving all the stupid memories behind.. Nutink much of a fun because i wasnt naughty but its more of how i start to built up my life and a career path.. How time open my eyes that project and grades can be evil toward frienship and everytink. For that 2 years of sch i learn alot ... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well for some reason iam gona miss bukit batok. Iam gona miss the 2 hr journey to sch and 2 hr back.. I would say bukit batok had been my learning hub. A place where i continue my studiest and of cos got my license and also where i almost lost him.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway 5 days is the past, and i am starting work next tue.. hmmmit will be fun if my morning is like the crazy morning i used to have while in shatec.. Unzip pants, bump into a wall, running for buses, check out the cute guys in the mrt, pushing thru the crowd in the mrt just to get out.. Hmmm me and my crappy life..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iam gona miss &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) liyana : for always sleeping next to me in class, Very motivating and me saying ''LIYANA BAPAK KAU TGH NANGIS KAT RUMAH TGK KAU TIDO'' - '' lIYANA UR FATHER IS CRYING AT HOME KNOWING THAT UR SLEEPING''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)Sufiyana : for always trying to be cheeky but now shes change to a forver pmsing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Vee : for always giving me that ''SHUT UP BAYBEH I NEED TO STUDY '' look\&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4)Sam : for burping and stealing food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5)Joyce : for being ignored by them and always sleeping infornt of the teacher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6)Nisa : For jumping ard &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7)Mardi : for changing alot to be a good student and always the 2nd last to exit the examination room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8)Joce : For being ''BAYBEH DIAM LA''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----and for that, MY NAME IS BAYBEH AKA ROSSY IN SHATEC----------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-7015618644863410405?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7015618644863410405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=7015618644863410405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7015618644863410405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7015618644863410405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/06/baybeh-shatec.html' title='BAYBEH SHATEC'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SGDr3oEAxbI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3qQUFSeEkoA/s72-c/DSC00467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-4153783918108003643</id><published>2008-04-12T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T11:59:55.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayuni Is Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SAAzo-F-dkI/AAAAAAAAAJk/jb_9n3Muajs/s1600-h/Presentation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188203549686658626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 462px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="333" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SAAzo-F-dkI/AAAAAAAAAJk/jb_9n3Muajs/s400/Presentation1.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&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/1429070979138250400-4153783918108003643?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4153783918108003643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=4153783918108003643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/4153783918108003643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/4153783918108003643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/04/ayuni-is-old.html' title='Ayuni Is Old'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/SAAzo-F-dkI/AAAAAAAAAJk/jb_9n3Muajs/s72-c/Presentation1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-6149038142642123331</id><published>2008-04-03T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T19:44:10.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R_TCtDdR7tI/AAAAAAAAAJc/CUmeI1-oBBc/s1600-h/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184983150288301778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R_TCtDdR7tI/AAAAAAAAAJc/CUmeI1-oBBc/s400/Picture1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sometimes you do not know who and where to cry. Sometimes you could not help the tear that falls and the anger that u kept holding in you. Is there really someone out there who you could really hold on to and never regret? Is there really such thing call making someone happy when you are not even happy at all? When sometimes to let go is the best path but you know that is not want you want. And sometimes you keep all this fear sorrows just because no one you can trust but it eats you inside. On the other hand, maybe someone you though you could hold on ends up otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Someimes you try to avoid but nothing can fight fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And theres nothing much to do but be strong and move on cause why cry when tears dont solve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-6149038142642123331?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6149038142642123331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=6149038142642123331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6149038142642123331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6149038142642123331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/04/eyes.html' title='Eyes'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R_TCtDdR7tI/AAAAAAAAAJc/CUmeI1-oBBc/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-8206956086207409184</id><published>2008-04-02T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:56:16.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R_OefjdR7sI/AAAAAAAAAJU/g8p8_z3Bb-c/s1600-h/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184661860964757186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R_OefjdR7sI/AAAAAAAAAJU/g8p8_z3Bb-c/s400/Picture1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My dad receives his bonus. He brought us for shopping. Dad say to me and my sis choose either face product or clothes. I ask dad, must I get anything. He said, buy what you need. I don’t need any facial product but I need a clothes. However I cant bring myself to ask him to get clothes from British chain. From that moment I find myself in no mood to shop because I noe my parent will be shock if I ask them to get clothing to them is not worth paying above 50 bucks. I keep it to myself. Then I try search in the department store where I can find something cheaper but none carries my size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis brought 3 dress and 2 jeans. Me? All i can find in the department store is a piece of inner clothing. And that’s it. I walk home with sadness in my heart. I need at least 1 bottom and tops but then none where my size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that’s me and my body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-8206956086207409184?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8206956086207409184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=8206956086207409184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8206956086207409184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8206956086207409184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/04/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R_OefjdR7sI/AAAAAAAAAJU/g8p8_z3Bb-c/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-4587377756160788924</id><published>2008-03-21T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:17:51.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY WEDDING COLLECTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my ultimate wedding collection&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do check it out on the day my WEDDING is held&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well of cos for malay it will be held either saturday or sunday, so do mine. But sadly i havent yet choose the date month and year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rossy Wedding Ultimate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;From this moment - Shania Twain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It is you - Dana Glover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When you kiss me - Shania Twain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Glory of love - Peter Cetera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Iam your angle - Celine dion feat R kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Breathless - Shayne Ward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;In this life - Colin Raye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Could i have this kiss forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Faithfully - journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;All my life - Kc n Jojo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amazed -lonestar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Endless Love - Mariah carey feat Luther Vandross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its your love- Tim mcgraw feat Shania twain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-4587377756160788924?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4587377756160788924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=4587377756160788924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/4587377756160788924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/4587377756160788924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-wedding-collection.html' title='MY WEDDING COLLECTION'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-8459315963705992603</id><published>2008-03-08T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T23:23:37.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aries me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She thinks the world is watching her through the eye glasses of rose petal frame. She thinks people think and talk about her only about good things and often disappoint to know the fact that they are not true and not even real, so she will feel hurt. She think her path has to be a beautiful one. She think only good things so she prepares and always make arrangement for herself to be in the right path always, quite systematic indeed. If there is no guy in her life, she will be busy with herself. This seemingly ordinary woman will push herself to meet her goal. Her face mostly will be slim and long, high cheek bone, Eye brow slightly curve up, slightly tall more than short, thin lips and she will have quite a confusing or mixture of character. Sometimes, she will be very careful about guy she will mingle with. She thinks as if she has a main CPU in her head and she could memorize everything from her childhood. When she faces with problems, she will handle them and solving them very well, and at the same time showing other people that she has that capability. She can put her mind in solving problems in crisis better than many other Zodiac. Once she determine to do thing, nothing will stop her. Woman in this Zodiac could be totally different from one woman to another woman. You could see her in the party dancing like flash dance or dirty dancing, as well you could also see her as an old fashion lady or a geek. She could be someone flashy and wanted by many men, or she could be a cold and non-social person. She will have her own way to win you over. Once she choose you, she will need to be proud of you. "Love" is not as important to her as "Marriage". Her real goal in life is "Safety" and her position in other people sight need to be "Secure". She plans her life, and socially life easily and very carefully. She is also very artistic and realistic, so if you are a nobody or nothing, no chance because she loves ambition and a good life. She need lots of love,but do not want and do not belief in an occasional or unconventional love. She is a proud in nature type, so if you see a woman in this Zodiac come from a poor family, she will act like a woman from a noble family by birth anyway (certainly there are always exception). She always look cool even when she is not. She like to make people see her as "secure and confident" even she is a mixed emotion and mixed character type. If she is mad, you can tell right away and she can stay moody for quite a long time. You never have all her times, for she likes to work hard and also spent some spare times working for charity. You will see woman in this zodiac a "Volunteer" for camp, and if she is in a high society, she will most likely be a president or a V.P. of a "Club". She is a romantic and artistic, but being poor and unstable is certainly not in her dreams. Her beautiful imaginations need to be realistic, for failure is not in her plan. A Goat always climb high, so either she start from a low point or a high point, she will make sure at the end she will have the best spot. She will not show her ambition, but she will show that she satisfy with herself now. Once you look back she already moved up again , quietly but sure. If she is your love one, be supportive and understand her. She is stubborn, but she will listen. She will act like a gentle fragile person,but in fact she can stick you down like a super glue without you knowing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How much ARIES is in me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She is aware that life is not straight and it is a part in life to fail. She knows that there are many ups and down in this world. Therefore, she plans her path carefully with a back up plan to fall too. She is not fickle and she knows what she searches in life. She knows her goal, however she plans many route to her success.&lt;br /&gt;Before she makes decision, she will ask around for opinion, then lay out the pros and cons, and analyze it. From there she will search on what the best for her, not letting any influences, She will determine her own decision.&lt;br /&gt;She enjoys learning but not studying. To her, she is only interested to study on thing will gain her in either her working life or recognition. She learns thru mistake make by others and most importantly herself. She love and wants to upgrade herself, equip herself for the future. She loves the power and empowerment in her job and daily life because that is where she gains experience and knowledge about. She prepares and always make arrangement for herself to be in the right path always.&lt;br /&gt;When she faces problem, she will not lay back and let the problem solve itself. She will try her best to solve it. When she is angry, she will vent by doing her hobbies.&lt;br /&gt;She likes to make space for herself. She is a very playful girl but sometimes can be serious but hardly. She does not enjoy too much company around, mostly alone by herself. She is stubborn and always speaks her mind, but she will consider and eventually try to compromise and listen. Marriage is an important component in her life. It is hard for her to love someone and when she does, she really do.  She appreciates space and always be somewhere simple as simple describe her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-8459315963705992603?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8459315963705992603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=8459315963705992603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8459315963705992603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8459315963705992603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/03/aries-me.html' title='Aries me?'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-6954816259066239371</id><published>2008-03-02T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:47:44.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STAY ALIVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IVE COME TO REALISE THAT BY KEEPING MYSELF OCCUPIED, ITS A SECRET TO KEEPING POSITIVE,STRONG,HAPPY,SMILING AND ALSO SELF MONITORING no matter WHAT HAPPENS IN LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO TODAY I WOKE UP WITH A SORE EAR DRUM. Now i can hear myself when ever i talk. Its very irritating plus it hurts to the core! I eat friuts like every single day, never miss vegetable, yet iam the only feller in my family that visits the doc every month. Is my life span short?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And today, i woke up and realise that my dad sold the kenwood cake mixing to his buddy. I dont understand why must he sell the cake mixing when he noes my mum and i use it for baking. So now how are we gona mix the flour into dough or even make festive cakes... And having an oven seems redundant now. I admit i was a little angry cause the cake mixture has been with me for 12 yrs. It still looks spanking clean and new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We went ck tang, and he bought a new cake mixture which is super cool. Same kenwood brand but it can be use to with other application such as peeling potatoes, eat grinder and also blander. I love it. And i make him buy that super cool machine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-6954816259066239371?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6954816259066239371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=6954816259066239371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6954816259066239371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6954816259066239371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/03/stay-alive.html' title='STAY ALIVE!'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-1155109285565598550</id><published>2008-03-01T23:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:54:42.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIEWING ANGER MANAGEMENT PROGRESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANGER MANAGEMENT PROGRESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The GROCERY SHOPPING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172798259509786402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R8l4nEDW9yI/AAAAAAAAAIs/S33ZNmyBLQM/s400/Slide1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I FEEL DAMN GOOD IN HEAVEN! ACCOMPLISH GROCERY SHOPPING AT CAREFOUR PLAZA SINGAPURA YESTERDAY. MY OWN RETAIL THERAPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;COOKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172798809265600306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R8l5HEDW9zI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oDDrjtcu9Hw/s400/Slide2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next, early today i did my cooking. Cooked spags! i feel very satisfied. I love throwing ingredients into the pan! its like throwing my anger!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWIMMING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172799749863438146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R8l590DW90I/AAAAAAAAAI8/a6lV0_P_sh4/s400/Slide1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Its been a long time since i went swimming and today was like the greates day! Thou my stamina went really low, i still manage to swim a few however, my leg cramp towards the end in the water. I was lucky that i finish, otherwise i'll be suffering in the mid pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARCADE MANIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172800471417943890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R8l6n0DW91I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Mm9jWCRwtI0/s400/Slide2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 times of daytona! 2 times of hand hockey today! MAN I FEEL REALLY ON!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172800797835458402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R8l660DW92I/AAAAAAAAAJM/_q3xOKASrNE/s400/Slide4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-1155109285565598550?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/1155109285565598550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=1155109285565598550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/1155109285565598550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/1155109285565598550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/03/viewing-anger-management-progress.html' title='VIEWING ANGER MANAGEMENT PROGRESS'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R8l4nEDW9yI/AAAAAAAAAIs/S33ZNmyBLQM/s72-c/Slide1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-6923101525181264070</id><published>2008-02-29T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:01:50.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY ANGER MANAGEMENT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM FREAKING FREAKING LIKE REALLY REALLY AND VERY VERY ANGRY RITE NOW....AND FOR THOESE PEEPS WHO KNOW ME ENUF, WHEN IAM SAD OR REALLY ANGRY,THE MORE CRAZY I GET. I FEEL LIKE PUNCHING AND KICKING SOME WALLS. I WISH I HAD A PUNCHING BAG! BUT ACTUALLY I DID KICK THE TOILET DOOR AND THE SCH POWER PLUG. EHHE . TODAY I FEEL LIKE VENTING MY ANGER AND RACE ON DATONA, DONT LAUGH! CANT BLAME ME, I HAVE NO BIKE TO RACE NEITHER DO I HAVE A CAR. BUT HOWEVER THAT WILL COST ME LIKE MORE THEN 50 BUCKS IN THE ARCADE, NO MONEY LEH,SO I DECIDED TO GO FOR SHOPPING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GROCERY SHOPPING! I TELL YOU, ITS LIKE HEAVEN TO ME! ,MY WORLD! BUT IAM NOT FULLY SATISFIED! TMR IAM GONA COOK SPAGS .. IAM GONA WAKE UP EARLY COOK AND CLEAN THIS HOUSE BECAUSE I NEED TO VENT MY ANGER, IAM LIKE REALLY ANGRY! AFTER WHICH IAM GONA BE GOING DOWN TO THE POOL AND SWIM SWIM AND SWIM. I DONT CARE IF THERE IS ANY HOT GUYS ARD! I NEVER FREAKING CARE. IAM GONA VENT MY ANGER BY COOKING AND SWIMMING! MAYB SUN BADMINTON. IAM GONA SMACK THAT COCK! SMACK THAT COCK LIKE I SMACK THEIRS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY WAY OF VENTING ANGER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DONT MESS WITH ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-6923101525181264070?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6923101525181264070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=6923101525181264070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6923101525181264070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6923101525181264070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-anger-management.html' title='MY ANGER MANAGEMENT!'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-8517734101523387511</id><published>2008-02-21T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T23:38:00.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Effective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EFFECTIVE STUDY TIPS MY WAY YOUR WAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169457951059193106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R72anhYzrRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/nxrtBIhDg_Q/s400/7318906_0acba9d523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rest or sleep if you have too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a nice bath and scrub away all your lazy dirt stuck on your skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make sure your table is well organized otherwise it gets worst after studying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Open your book and you start studying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not try this at home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My brain cells starts to go crazy after an hour of doing power reading &lt;infact&gt;If you happen to read my notes, u will realise that the early chapters make sense and it is a notes. However moving on to the later chapter, the handwriting starts to look like doctors handwriting and for sure nothing enters my brain cell. The other time, 8.30, i was studying travel agency. My eyes way super red and it feels like theres a magnetic force that forces my eyes to close. So then i taught there was such thing call power nap where u have 10 mins of sleep and then WALA! YOUR FRESH AGAIN! . apparently it doesnt work on me. See how it goes.... 8.30 i told my sis '' hey iam gona slep awhile,wake me up at 9. She woke me up at 9.05 and i say u snooze and wake me up at 9.30 however it seems that my sis snooze for ever and i end up sleping up till 10.30. So when i woke up,wash my face, thingking that its possible to continue studying when its already obvious that i cant study anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So then 2 days ago i was studying for POM, the book was too wordy that i go insane, ended cuting my fringe.! and at last i say '' ok thats it, no point killing my brain cells , just SLEEP!''&lt;/strong&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/1429070979138250400-8517734101523387511?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8517734101523387511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=8517734101523387511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8517734101523387511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8517734101523387511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/02/study-effective.html' title='Study Effective'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R72anhYzrRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/nxrtBIhDg_Q/s72-c/7318906_0acba9d523.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-2929083654451105590</id><published>2008-02-19T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T19:57:31.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to her</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R7rCkBYzrPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jtfOu4s2doQ/s1600-h/ct.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168657446464630002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="192" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R7rCkBYzrPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jtfOu4s2doQ/s400/ct.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;19-02-89 TO 19-02-2008..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ARE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OFFICIALY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OLDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168657450759597314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="317" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R7rCkRYzrQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8dw-8yL_fb4/s400/513046008_82d868380c.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As you grow older you tend to enjoy more, dont forget that you still have bigger responsibilities&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love your family and yourself always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My prayer will always be with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;May god bless you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love Ross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-2929083654451105590?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/2929083654451105590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=2929083654451105590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/2929083654451105590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/2929083654451105590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-her.html' title='to her'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R7rCkBYzrPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jtfOu4s2doQ/s72-c/ct.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-6507981119271941050</id><published>2008-02-18T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:30:38.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R7l5_RYzrOI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Q0oWj8F7lQM/s1600-h/ww.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168296175290526946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R7l5_RYzrOI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Q0oWj8F7lQM/s400/ww.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hey! Iam taking a break frm stuyding Principle of Management, Ironically i cant even manage myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i start my day with an unzip jeans. I run to catch the bus realising that i forget to zip my jeans. No! its nothing new for a clumsy ass like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At bukit batok i saw Sufi walking infront. I decided to run after her so that we can walk together to sch. However, when i was walking exactly behinde her, sumhow i change my mind and decided to walk faster and leave her alone.Hehhehe. I noe sufi is trying to catch up or mayb trying to call out for me, well its no use sufi cos u cant walk as fast as i can and if u call me, i wont be able to hear cos i was plugging in some techno music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today i end my day with a sleepy eyes trying to study POM&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-6507981119271941050?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6507981119271941050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=6507981119271941050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6507981119271941050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6507981119271941050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-life.html' title='MY life'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R7l5_RYzrOI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Q0oWj8F7lQM/s72-c/ww.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-8954366314781164983</id><published>2008-02-17T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T20:40:58.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Spiderman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/asa_iaHsFwU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/asa_iaHsFwU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-8954366314781164983?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8954366314781164983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=8954366314781164983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8954366314781164983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8954366314781164983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_17.html' title='Indian Spiderman!'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-1569700029609900752</id><published>2008-02-17T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T12:56:31.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Friends Come and go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R7e-ZRYzrNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/o9ZhLdGqmrk/s1600-h/VG.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167808438804393170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R7e-ZRYzrNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/o9ZhLdGqmrk/s400/VG.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;To me: Friends are just friends, they dont lead your life they dont shape who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Defination of best friend, until now i cant find the right defination of best friend.All i know friends come and go. They find new ones we find new ones too. As for me now best friend does not exist in my dictionary. I enjoy shopping on my own, staying on my own, staying hm and mayb be alone. As you grow older, u realise friends just come and go and certain friends like me, isolate themselves. I guess ppl change. I prefer to be alone, independent cos looking at now its hard to find even a good friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My life is now being control by my studiest and family and myself... I dont even let love or friends interfere. Basically i change ever since i end my secondary school. Its a long story to lead this conclusion but basically thruout life ive lose many friend. Lossing them is a big deal back then,but come to think of it, no matter how much you love them and being protective over them firends dont stay for long.Back then i used to be a really really bad child. Fought with parents over friends . How stupid was that, but will a friend fight for you? I doubt so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Certain occasion when it triggers me to open my mind abt my friends, when i was in secondary sch, my teacher scold one of my friend, me being her good friend tried to back her up, in the end i was the one being punished, but did my good friend do anythink for me? Hell no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A group of mina came to me to create fight, Why me? cos i'm bigger then my other friend so to them it doesnt looked bullied.So did my friend do anythink? Hell no again, they hide behinde some stupid walls and wait for miracles to happen.. When you fail your exam, what can they do? At most they can say, its ok. Most friends find you just to ask somthing especially when they know your informative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well if that wat friends are for, i rather be at home knowing that my family is there by my side thru good times and bad. A family that will fight for your right no matter wat. A family that will love you no matter how ugly you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A brief defination abt friends to me , a company to laugh, chill and mayb pour out your feellings and never solve anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Iam sorry friends, as i grow old i find myself not in your world that is full wih tons of influence and lies. You are my friend and i respect you and enjoy your company. But friend, you do not shape the person i am and you do not lead my life. Base on my experience, i guess i better step back a little to have my own spac. I have my own reponsibilities, back up my studiest cos i dont wana constanly fall and fail, iam not that smart you know. Friend you are still my friend, forgive me if my life doenst involve you much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-1569700029609900752?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/1569700029609900752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=1569700029609900752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/1569700029609900752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/1569700029609900752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/02/do-friends-come-and-go.html' title='Do Friends Come and go'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R7e-ZRYzrNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/o9ZhLdGqmrk/s72-c/VG.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-5227271773638723180</id><published>2008-02-12T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:14:10.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Math Maniac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R7G3ixYzrLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/DbS9PKilYbc/s1600-h/364743164_5d98ccb191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166112055571492018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R7G3ixYzrLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/DbS9PKilYbc/s400/364743164_5d98ccb191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks dad for feeling up the fridge with concentrated orange juice and orange fruit when you noe i have sore throat and i cant take anythink citrusy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hate maths!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Only like it if i can understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont mind learning simple mathematics cos its applicable in daily life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But i dont like learning math when i hardly apply in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its like i see there is no purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont wana be an engineer so why should i learn the complicating A maths?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Math teacher say '' Ouh you will use this in future''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And i will reply silently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;''Wat make u so sure that i will remember wat ever crap you teach''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;'' Which part of my future timeline are u talking abt? by the time that future came, will i able to remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hate learning math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont like learning it when it can be apply in my working life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I see no purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hate learning math &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Becuase not all math teacher can teach math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dear teachers, doesnt mean you are so good in math, you can teach math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To me, wat ever come out of ur mouth are just numbers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love learning math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when it is applicable in my job &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mayb like calculating my profits or mayb manpower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sumtimes i wonder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do this math teacher talk numbers in Bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thats dead boring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No wonder most math teacher i known are not married!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-5227271773638723180?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5227271773638723180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=5227271773638723180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5227271773638723180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5227271773638723180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/02/thanks-dad-for-feeling-up-fridge-with.html' title='Math Maniac'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R7G3ixYzrLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/DbS9PKilYbc/s72-c/364743164_5d98ccb191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-2864516781120733215</id><published>2008-02-11T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T16:48:39.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>knocked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R7AHnhYzrKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BcqRqj5hC0E/s1600-h/2093954396_af3ff48da6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165637148152671394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R7AHnhYzrKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BcqRqj5hC0E/s400/2093954396_af3ff48da6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is my knock down day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I almost hit by a bus in the morning and a car while walking hm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fall in the lift i hit the lift while sneezing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I bump into walls while walking to the the staff room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i walk into the wrong class room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i slip at the stairway otw to tiger room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes! thats way my day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clumsy girl feels like shit today!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learn a lesson today, no one in this world i can trust anymore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral of the story, high or low,happy or sad,keep it to urself and perhaps the furthers you could go is by blogging.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today it seems to let go,move on . Its not giving up.Its just not expecting anytink anymore not even a single bit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love, today i will let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love, return me my heart, i'll take her to a safer place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love, and till tmr i will remember how you shape my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love, my heart keep holding on to you,but no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love, iam sorry for the wrongs ive done and for the trouble i cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love, thank you for giving me a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love, if your there my love will be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love if your ment for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-2864516781120733215?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/2864516781120733215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=2864516781120733215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/2864516781120733215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/2864516781120733215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-is-my-knock-down-day-i-almost-hit.html' title='knocked'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R7AHnhYzrKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BcqRqj5hC0E/s72-c/2093954396_af3ff48da6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-270678054721752160</id><published>2008-02-10T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T16:37:24.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Meng...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R661SRYzrHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ObhtI0zRREw/s1600-h/241456955_113b1efd61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165265148150262898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R661SRYzrHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ObhtI0zRREw/s400/241456955_113b1efd61.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R6605hYzrGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Ln0uKD8qr78/s1600-h/tryhe.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165264722948500578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R6605hYzrGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Ln0uKD8qr78/s400/tryhe.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R660txYzrFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VZlHC-Ze3es/s1600-h/1444291398_7156ae75fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165264521085037650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R660txYzrFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VZlHC-Ze3es/s400/1444291398_7156ae75fd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;REST IN PEACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;18 june 1960 - 8 february 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She is the first and only non-human to be given the Singapore Special Tourism Ambassador award.Pictures of her have been used in Singapore's tourism advertisements internationally. Ah Meng has been featured in more than 30 travel films, and has been written about in more than 300 articles.She had five children and became a grandmother in 1990 when Medan gave birth to son Kamal. As she aged, her public appearances became less frequent for fear of subjecting her to too much pressure.Ah Meng passed away on 8 February 2008 due to old age. She was about 48 years old and leaves behind two sons, Hsing Hsing (born Apr 1975) and Satria (born Dec 1996), and three daughters, Medan (born Jul 1980), Hong Bao (born Feb 1983) and Sayang (born Jul 1990), as well as six grandchildren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A memorial service for her was held at the Singapore Zoo at 1100 hrs on 10 February 2008 (GMT +08:00).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1429070979138250400-270678054721752160?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/270678054721752160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=270678054721752160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/270678054721752160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/270678054721752160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/02/ah-meng.html' title='Ah Meng...'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R661SRYzrHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ObhtI0zRREw/s72-c/241456955_113b1efd61.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-6327453085011858825</id><published>2008-02-07T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T23:39:22.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year, Ghost Town?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R6smERLDkPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SXzR_jvt38k/s1600-h/396358791_5c7db6550a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164263252481511666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R6smERLDkPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SXzR_jvt38k/s400/396358791_5c7db6550a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hello Singapore ? Ghost town?&lt;br /&gt;Shop close?&lt;br /&gt;Really? Why? Majority chinese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah Not really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hong Kong cafe at marina was running full house....Vivo city;as pernormal always crowded and for thoese who manage to get into sentosa,hahah too many ppl rite...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, dont this chinese or thoese who celebrate cny suppose to visit their relatives and bond family relationship. The funny part was there was too many chinese and foregin workers...&lt;br /&gt;Vivocity was crowded.. People walk ard as if shops were open and looking stuff thru the window.. Thats what i really call the term WINDOW SHOPING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The que for the sentosa bus was freking long.. All the was frm the food centre mrt/carpark to the bus station... I check out the lrt to sentosa and the que was form in a snake line that streches frm the entrance of the lrt to the outdoor pool area!!!!!! WAH! CONFIRM FOR SURE SENTOSA WILL LOOK LIKE ORCHARD RD THERE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up at Kallang Leisure mall... Hahah again i see chinese ppl wondering ard... Gosh dont they celebrate... I went to one of the pet shop and his women was wearing a turqoise lacy black cheongsam... She look georgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally think that cheongsam really looks good.. It doesnt matter if ur fat or thin or even ur body cutting.... gIRLS ! U WILL LOOK HOT IN THE CHEONGSAM AND HEELS! hEY U GUYS SHOULD WEAR IT DURING CNY! MAKE IT MORE HAPPPENING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO MY CHINESE FRENS ! GONG XI GONXI!&lt;br /&gt;PS: jAws thanks for the orange!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-6327453085011858825?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6327453085011858825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=6327453085011858825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6327453085011858825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6327453085011858825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-new-year-ghost-town.html' title='Chinese New Year, Ghost Town?'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R6smERLDkPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SXzR_jvt38k/s72-c/396358791_5c7db6550a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-3677014264307536417</id><published>2008-01-28T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:37:40.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SET UP!</title><content type='html'>Hmm, still in my emo mood... The stupiest part is, i get really crazy during the day, and really emo at night.. Isit because is dark romantic and cosy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It couldnt be any better that to put on my school uniform with my jeans or a comfortable nike jogging  pants(well i dont go jogging and thats ironic to own one)also not forgetting slippers and my backpack..It really reminds me of secondary school. As per normal walk/run to the bus top .. SLEEP IN THE MRT AND BUS, plugging to all my trans/techno beats and walking as if iam late to sch.. Stop at the coffee shop ge some kopi ping and walk to sch again.... Laugh like nobody business in class to all my frens stupid character and well of cos i cant help but to keep on excersing my jaws...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BORING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I CANT STOP THINKING IS ISSUES THAT MAKE ME EMO! WAT THE CRAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TMMR IAM GONA JUMP DOWN THE MRT! FAVORITE SPOTS FOR ALL THE SUICIDER... it use to be the residential flats, now, fast death! Mrt track!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Talking abt mrt, i beg this suicider to find a better plan in achiving ur goals to meet hell faster... When u plan to jump down the mrt track, u should know the right spot.Dont end up at the wrong area of the track and only break ur leg... thats totally useless.And please dont plan to die during peak hours. Pity this ppl who needs to go work and school.do it mayb the last train? Otherwise human traffic lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And i HAVE A HUGE PROBLEM WITH ABIT OVERSIZE PPL. please do not rush to an empty seat with a row of big humans or please do not squeeze in to the seats when u know ur only entittle to 1 seat per person and not 1 and 1/3 of the seat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-3677014264307536417?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/3677014264307536417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=3677014264307536417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/3677014264307536417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/3677014264307536417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/set-up.html' title='SET UP!'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-7847639143337338046</id><published>2008-01-25T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T21:33:54.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky Friday 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VRAh3Qse-Us&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VRAh3Qse-Us&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-7847639143337338046?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7847639143337338046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=7847639143337338046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7847639143337338046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7847639143337338046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/freaky-friday-2.html' title='Freaky Friday 2'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-538867801993333282</id><published>2008-01-23T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:55:05.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminds me of Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R5dXUxLDkLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sq4Wwwutp7M/s1600-h/1572975941_91d8587ec2_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158687912484901042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R5dXUxLDkLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sq4Wwwutp7M/s400/1572975941_91d8587ec2_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This time, my post NOT will be a funny one. Well in life, theres always ups and downs. Sometimes you just cant help it but to turn back an reminices the past. Thats why ppl say the past will catch up with you. Well i dont believe when some say learn from mistake and never look back, I am sorry, but thats partly bullshit. Its a human nature when sometink u tend to tink of the past and have ur emo momments, its either you show it or you dont. No matter how strong you are, you have feelings. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sadly today i guess i kinda miss my unfortunate ex boyfriend. No, not the 2 yrs relationship, Its faz and sham...I dont noe why i miss them so much today..I will be lying if i say i love them. No,i dont love them. Its more to care. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sham, when i ever i think of diabeties, i thought of you.Yeah, his diabetic, that makes me care for him so much.But wat i appreaciate is the way he used to pamper me very very much. How he spent his free time with me even thou he has alot of overseas work. He picks me up frm sch and sents me hm.Very protective at the same time very caring. Well, i dont really mind cos he is always overseas, so that means freedom for me. I must say i wasnt a filial girl. Mayb i was with him because i care for him, but i dont love him. Honestly, at that time i was in love with someone else instead of him. However we broke up because apparently he was match make with another women chosen by his family.I admit i cry! Its confusing and a long story.... to make it short, my point is i miss him!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well then came along Fazril. When every i see any malay dance, i will think of him. Anyway he is a dancer. Yes! i was attach with a dancer and that wierd... Again, it wasnt in the name of love, I didnt love him at all.. I will say its more to a rebound relationship, but thanks to him my broken heart heals but again that doesnt mean i love him. He is the most protective boy i was ever with. This time protective doesnt means caring. It means being insecure..I cant say he's caring, because sometimes i feel that iam the man here wearing pants instead. But again, i thanks him for giving me a little light in my dark life back then. He wipes my tears away.Well, at that point of time i was empty, a dead soul in a living body.Time was really hard on me. I fought with the man i love and look upon so much, he hurt me and the fight make me so tiny and life was down. I was loosing my bestfren too, I has a hard time taking my license and school. I cry and could not stop crying inside. Knowing my character, once somethink hard hits me, i learn the lesson fast and i will built myself up again, then thats when i start to be egoistic. So that is when fazril suffers. My ego is too huge for him to handle. I pity him. He has a hard time controling me and i had a hard time trying to love him. Unfortunately i cant cos my ego was freaking huge and my heart was still with the man i love.. I guess i didnt show much how i appreaciate him. It was my fault.I dont noe how big or small is his love for me but he manage to heal that little part of me. If i were to go on, the story wont end, to make it short, if i have a time machine, i would turn back time and be a good girl. I wana kiss his forhead one last time and say thank you. Hahhaha iam crying now. I miss him so badly very badly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the man i love long before, every single things reminds me of you. I cant find any words to describe how strong is this love and respect i have for you. But there sometink in me that makes me scared to love you more. And this is why i cry today too. Sumhow ive learn not to expect anytink in return frm you. Nothing in return. If you happen to read this (which i doubt so)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear, iam sorry for my mistake, I lost you for 6 mths.... and 6 mths seems 6 yrs to me.. its enuf to kill me inside.. You have no idea how much i love you, how much i respect you. But my heart had been shattered by the words u threw to me.. You might not remember, u might think its a small matter ,dear its not.. For 6 mths u ignore me, i felt invisible. Dear, i love you more that you could ever imagine and i manage to keep inside me for 6 mths and i will continue to keep it to myself. I willnot make it obvious nor do i expect. Iam happy to be ur fren and just your friend. I cant go any further cos iam too petrified.i dont noe how much u love me, but i hope u stop, do not go any further... Yes you may think iam a coward, an idiot or confusing, YES I AM,.Iam more that grateful to be ur fren.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I JUST CANT DO IT, Iam scared.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iam sorry readers, iam emo today.. Iam sorry too if you dont understand wat iam trying to say. Iam just typing and typing pouring all my feelings out...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baybeh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-538867801993333282?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/538867801993333282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=538867801993333282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/538867801993333282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/538867801993333282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/reminds-me-of-him.html' title='Reminds me of Him'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R5dXUxLDkLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sq4Wwwutp7M/s72-c/1572975941_91d8587ec2_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-7709429961187775709</id><published>2008-01-20T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T15:48:59.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CLUMSY ROSSY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SWEAR IAM A CLUMSY GIRL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Since young, i cant get my right and left right. I end up saying left for right and right for left! Iam a kuku!Yesterday i make raizal angry because i say turn right when it suppose to be left.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) I dont really day dream much, but when i do, i see nutink but my lala land.. i start doing nutink but stoning!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) I bang into walls! Sufi liyana n vee will understand this.. I was walking like a normal person straight n steady and when suddenly i tink my eyes cross and i bang on to the walls!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) I can walk steadly but when suddenly i can just fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) I trip over a chain divider. Lucky raizal yg there, otherwise i might just fall and kiss the earth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) I can drink n laugh, the next tink u noe, the gas when thru my nose, eeewwww!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) I can stare at the atm machine thinking wat am i doing here when there is a long que behind me , well of cos iam suppose to withdraw.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) I can seat and the next ting i fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) I can crack a joke n laugh by myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;10) I wanted to try on a liquid foundation but accidentally squirt on ayuni's uniform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;11) i force my exlink card to excess the mrt when the gate says no entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;12) i stand up to get out of the bus but then when the bus stops, i fall on a guys lap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;13) i fall frm a bike on my bike like a turtle because both my legs where up and my face face the sky as if iam having a picnic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;14) I went into a gents instead or ladies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;15) I choke on fishbone that i had to go to AnE to fish the bone out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;16 ) I run to the otherside of the rd leaving the other side of my slippers behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;17) Almost been knock by a car more than 10 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;18) i broke my class door handle during primary and seconday school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daddy is watching a korean drama, he only watch it for 10 mins but he seems to know wat izit about.. Yes daddy watch korean drama!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mummy is studying i tink too lazy to entertain my dad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iam seating here blogging and watching how facinated is my dad being entertain by the korean drama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sister is talking to her bf, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.........................................Thats me and my life...................................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-7709429961187775709?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7709429961187775709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=7709429961187775709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7709429961187775709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7709429961187775709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-swear-iam-clumsy-girl-1-since-young-i.html' title='CLUMSY ROSSY'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-6288047083078777311</id><published>2008-01-18T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T00:18:16.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LuUKlzQzSFE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LuUKlzQzSFE&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freaky Friday presents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The freakiest dance ever!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-6288047083078777311?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6288047083078777311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=6288047083078777311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6288047083078777311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6288047083078777311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/freaky-friday.html' title='Freaky Friday'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-7537961537171304515</id><published>2008-01-16T15:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T15:53:01.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On my mc day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R42wNVMEujI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LbrlhYzgtEM/s1600-h/54912680_d1fc4f0272_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155970891481659954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R42wNVMEujI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LbrlhYzgtEM/s400/54912680_d1fc4f0272_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To my class:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;No! iam not trying skip to be you class rep.My leg swell badly so i got to check out why..GUESS WAT! iam excuse to use heels for 1 week yaaaahoooo!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today: I woke up and my mum say I cant go school cos she'll bring you to consult about my swollen legs. Then i heard she wishper to my dad saying that it might cause by infection or water retention(water retention can be cause by heart , kindey problem or food). I got realy freak out. SHIT! IAM DYING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I went to doc and he said if it swells badbly again i have to come for urine check up. So i wasnt that worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Home :&lt;/span&gt; My parents and i seat for lunch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dad :&lt;/span&gt; Only you left foot is swollen rite?and your able to drag it with ur right one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; Yeah , (smilling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt;  Great! you can sweep the floor today. Please help out cos everyone is bz. Its not that painful rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; NO ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;(dad saw me taking pills)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dad :&lt;/span&gt; ok then , u can rest, and when ur ok u can slowly sweep the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; (thanks ya, i should'nt have took mc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So then i sweep the floor, Guess wat everyone is doing? My mum is doing her teaching. My dad is studying . My sis went out wif her bf. ME? ME! ME! YES SWEEPING THE DAMN FLOOR . I went out to sweep the living room where my mum conduct her lesson there . And wat made me mad was when her student say '' teacher is that your maid?''   Fu*k ###*** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Raizal call to ask wat happen to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Raizal:&lt;/span&gt; Wat hapen to u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; My leg swells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Raizal:&lt;/span&gt; Swell? Then how you wana go out wif me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;In my heart i said : thanks ya for being so concern !arent you suppose to react this way '' have you apply medication or mayb dont walk to much'' I wish i could step on ur leg till it swells then i force you to go out with me and climb mount faber!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS :Thanks mum and dad,raizal too for being so caring and providing me such hospitality ya!!!!! I feel the LOVE !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-7537961537171304515?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7537961537171304515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=7537961537171304515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7537961537171304515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/7537961537171304515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/on-my-mc-day.html' title='On my mc day!'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R42wNVMEujI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LbrlhYzgtEM/s72-c/54912680_d1fc4f0272_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-8746810243398694913</id><published>2008-01-14T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:47:56.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOLS COOLS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155334355853556258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4ttSFMEuiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ZTPwmFPJeLo/s400/SCH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Really! Seriously! Iam not kidding. I noe thiS may sound dump but i was excited for school and today school starts! Time to get busy! I mean yeah its contradicting, But i guess is a normal think in life, when ur bored, u wish ur busy and when ur busy, u wish u were just shaking ur legs . Humans never get satisfied. Thats explain sex tourism!( i dont noe how isit realated, but it does). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7am in the bus, a not so fat aunty with a freaking big ass, u know sumtink like the BIG MAMMA HOUSE... yeah she step onto the bus, sat the seat next to ME and took 3/4 of the seat ! THATS NOT FREAKING FAIR! IT SUPPOSE TO BE SHARE 1/2.SHE TOOK THE OTHER 2/4 OF MY SEAT! YES MY SEAT iam talking about! iam mean u guys who noes me, iam not that small, however! hahah the aunty will prove you wrong! Iam not that big afterall! ahahha..IAM SO HAPPY! Thats not the only thing! She squeeze her ass and then guess wat guess WATTTTT! Comfortably sinking her ass in that seat she lean back and slept! SEE HOW INCONSIDERATE ! Happly sleeping and me? yes trying to resize myself for her hospitality! At least i look smaller next to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8.30 am I brought the wrong colour pentihose.. No its not a darker colour, Its way way lighter then my skin. i didnt took a photo of it but mayb u could imagine in that sense of a freaking white chinese leg below and brown malay skin on my hands n face, Thats really wierd. Iam being double racial...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.00pm. I practically push the ppl thru the mrt cabin just to seat my ass. Sorry, i was just being inconsiderate for once, its not often you know.And again! i cant even seat comfortably. On my left was this apek, he doesnt look comfortble too. So next to the apek was Sufi, and guess wat! SUFI WAS SEATING HER ASS COMFORTABLY! SO THE CULPRIT THAT WAS CAUSING THE SEAT CRAMP WAS MY BELOVED FREN MS SUFIYANA! SHIT YOU INCINSIDERATE ASS! so then on the bright side, at least iam smally enuf to squeeze. but apparently, next to me was this petit guy next too me ,poor thing he was crush by my shoulder. hahah my shoulder was broader than his, OK NOW I FEEL FAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So todays is wat today's experience.Wasnt much about school, its more about wat happen otw to and back frm sch.. ANYWAY SCHOOL COOL! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-8746810243398694913?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8746810243398694913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=8746810243398694913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8746810243398694913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8746810243398694913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/schools-cools.html' title='SCHOOLS COOLS'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4ttSFMEuiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ZTPwmFPJeLo/s72-c/SCH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-5657390115465285666</id><published>2008-01-11T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T21:45:03.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPECIALIST OUTFIT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4dj7lMEugI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_2XVIBILysg/s1600-h/DSC00023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154198173795006978" style="WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="305" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4dj7lMEugI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_2XVIBILysg/s400/DSC00023.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4djx1MEufI/AAAAAAAAAE0/msbR4XlsHx8/s1600-h/DSC00022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154198006291282418" style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="177" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4djx1MEufI/AAAAAAAAAE0/msbR4XlsHx8/s400/DSC00022.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4diJFMEudI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EE-GKsH3zX4/s1600-h/DSC00020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154196206699985362" style="WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="184" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4diJFMEudI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EE-GKsH3zX4/s400/DSC00020.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4djb1MEueI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QGbqTZOVX6I/s1600-h/DSC00021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154197628334160354" style="WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" height="203" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4djb1MEueI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QGbqTZOVX6I/s400/DSC00021.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HAVE FOUND MYSELF A PERFECT OUTFIT FOR A PREFECTO JOB &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Bathroom Specialist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4djb1MEueI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QGbqTZOVX6I/s1600-h/DSC00021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4diJFMEudI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EE-GKsH3zX4/s1600-h/DSC00020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess Where i got it from? HAHAHAHAHAH! ITS MY RED CROSS UNIFORM, ITS NEVER COOL BACK THEN,UNTIL I WORE IT WITH HEELS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4diJFMEudI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EE-GKsH3zX4/s1600-h/DSC00020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-5657390115465285666?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5657390115465285666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=5657390115465285666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5657390115465285666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5657390115465285666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/specialist-outfit.html' title='SPECIALIST OUTFIT!'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4dj7lMEugI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_2XVIBILysg/s72-c/DSC00023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-6036187846106840906</id><published>2008-01-08T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T00:58:18.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BATHROOM SPECIALIST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4NsAVMEuXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oVlqTnnVyQY/s1600-h/PICT0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153081151585565042" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="300" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4NsAVMEuXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oVlqTnnVyQY/s400/PICT0005.JPG" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4NrcVMEuWI/AAAAAAAAADs/93pTsTTt2lw/s1600-h/PICT0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153080533110274402" style="WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" height="300" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4NrcVMEuWI/AAAAAAAAADs/93pTsTTt2lw/s400/PICT0003.JPG" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4NrD1MEuVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nMnrPiHjTwQ/s1600-h/PICT0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153080112203479378" style="WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="400" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4NrD1MEuVI/AAAAAAAAADk/nMnrPiHjTwQ/s400/PICT0001.JPG" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I shall grant my self the tittle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;'' THE BATHROOM SPECIALIST''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4OpcFMEucI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Mamtu95Frgc/s1600-h/PICT0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153148698536229314" style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" height="400" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4OpcFMEucI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Mamtu95Frgc/s400/PICT0034.JPG" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have dedicated myself to be a partime Houskeeper in This humble ''hotel of mine''.Not like the other days, i decided to tidy up and scrub my toilet, aka , PUBLIC TOILET, cos my mum's student loves to do crap inside. Lucky not vandalism. Otherwise, Cheif housekeeper,well its my dad will be extreamly mad. Anyway why i decided to sacrifies to be a Bathroom Specialist and a partime housekeeper when of cos theres no full time houskeeper. My mum is the Chef in this hotel, not excactly full time,but we consider her as full time cos she cooks more than me. My dad will be the General Manager of the hotel and of cos Chief Housekeeper. He checks the cleaniness of the house or otherwise i will get the blame for it. Oh ya! Madame,ADILA, she's the idiot, or i shall say the residence of this hotel. All she do is check out for sch, and check in for stay. Next, she only keep her place tidy ,yes! only hers. Also she will mind her own bloody bzness like making her self pretty and i bloody cant stand her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyway iam sure u like some tips on Being a BATHROOM SPECIALIST and how to clean you bathroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;1. You'll need a pail, toothbrush, scrub, detergent,glass cleaner,cloth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;2. Segment ur toilet so that you'll be organise when cleaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;3. Before you start keep ur fingernail short, u dont one any dirt to trap there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;4. Keep all ur shampoo etc etc into a pail like this &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4OmclMEuZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CFKtfYE5jr8/s1600-h/PICT0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153145408591280530" style="WIDTH: 74px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px" height="400" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4OmclMEuZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CFKtfYE5jr8/s400/PICT0006.JPG" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;5. Start You Cleaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- Remember to pay attention to hidden areas and areas you never think of like ur shower head and ur pipes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- Hunny, dont make a habbit to wank in the toilet and make a mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;- PPL, dont make it a habbit to pee when ur showering , this is not a swimming pool where u can just pee. The pee can cause a pungent smell to ur toilet floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;6. After cleaning, Place everythink nicely\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;7. Decor ur toilet, Simply concept is the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;8. Lastly, make it clean and smells good . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Make it clean, until its so clean that you can have sex in every corner of the toilet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANNDDDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;WALLAH!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOUR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DONE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4OocFMEuaI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qhrQxxOi6GQ/s1600-h/PICT0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153147599024601506" style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" height="383" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4OocFMEuaI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qhrQxxOi6GQ/s400/PICT0022.JPG" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4Oo2FMEubI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Hxh-6np8wE8/s1600-h/PICT0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153148045701200306" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" height="300" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4Oo2FMEubI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Hxh-6np8wE8/s400/PICT0019.JPG" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/1429070979138250400-6036187846106840906?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6036187846106840906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=6036187846106840906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6036187846106840906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/6036187846106840906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/bathroom-specialist.html' title='BATHROOM SPECIALIST'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4NsAVMEuXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oVlqTnnVyQY/s72-c/PICT0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-390946423863078888</id><published>2008-01-07T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T00:18:14.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I felt STUPID</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4JE81MEuUI/AAAAAAAAADc/ayIbuLIQ_A8/s1600-h/Presentation3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152756735525828930" style="WIDTH: 461px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="300" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4JE81MEuUI/AAAAAAAAADc/ayIbuLIQ_A8/s400/Presentation3.gif" width="478" border="0" /&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/1429070979138250400-390946423863078888?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/390946423863078888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=390946423863078888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/390946423863078888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/390946423863078888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_07.html' title='I felt STUPID'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4JE81MEuUI/AAAAAAAAADc/ayIbuLIQ_A8/s72-c/Presentation3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-5533553488174564215</id><published>2008-01-07T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T22:47:26.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IF YOU HEAR WHATS IN ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4I7CFMEuSI/AAAAAAAAADM/HdCl3dM-nIg/s1600-h/Presentation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152745830603864354" style="WIDTH: 473px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px" height="300" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4I7CFMEuSI/AAAAAAAAADM/HdCl3dM-nIg/s400/Presentation1.jpg" width="634" border="0" /&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/1429070979138250400-5533553488174564215?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5533553488174564215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=5533553488174564215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5533553488174564215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5533553488174564215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='IF YOU HEAR WHATS IN ME'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R4I7CFMEuSI/AAAAAAAAADM/HdCl3dM-nIg/s72-c/Presentation1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-5785217448776710355</id><published>2008-01-07T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:34:12.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SKINNIES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today i spent half the evening finding for good obsence photos of skinny jeans but too bad they dont have on the yahoo image search. You noe that kinds of skinnies that u see in pennisular. The kind of skinnies which are available in wide range of wierd colors like yellow and green.Well skinnies is a nice jeans to get the a straight cut and when u have a nice leg it looks good. and i would say its better to get one size bigger cause i swear if you bloody leg are able to talk, they be begging you . You DONT NOE how suffocating izit down south..(if u noe wat i mean). The other time when i was on the way to school i spot this guy which actually was very outcast, his skinny! i swear to god was freaking skinny. Damn skinny that u could see his dick been parked on the right. God knows how he could actually stuff his dick into such skinny jeans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then there was another time where i saw a girl wearing skinny jean on her not skinny legs , well of cos she was fat, fatter then me. Gosh! i look ugly on skinnys, can u imagine her legs ,is like to be compare chicken tie to turkey's(wel of cos her's is turkey).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So then yesterday Raizal was nagging abt this teens in skinny jeans and cant stand the luminous colour of the sknnies.so i dare him to buy one skinnies, mayb green (well it dont cos you much ,$20 je) and then match it with a pair of pink boots(dr.mart) or mayb phua chu kang boots. ahha Iam dying to see you in that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-5785217448776710355?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5785217448776710355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=5785217448776710355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5785217448776710355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5785217448776710355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/skinnies.html' title='SKINNIES!'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-1760408021492446614</id><published>2008-01-05T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T19:52:35.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY'S HIGHLIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My time was filled today! Guess wat time i woke up? Earlier than usual! 10.30 AM!!! hahah half an hr then the normal time, its and effort ok.. I dreamt Raizal got married! I swear i dreamt of many crappy stuffy during my holidays..Mr brain must been very creative when i was asleep. Syoik! i woke up and breakfast is ready.. But it was just a min of syoikness. Papa ask :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Papa : So wat are you cooking today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: (why is he looking at me man!) Huh dont noe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Papa : Hurry think cos i wana go market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me : (looking at my mum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mama : Wat to cook huh?(looking at me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: (shit! ni confirm aku yg kene masak!) Why not we just cook and eat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;out, anyway not everybody is hm wat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mama : Yar! then later we eat out for dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Papa :(giving the crap look on his face and mama notice) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mama : ouh ya ! dear ur not working today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me : (100% kene masak lah ni.confirm! malasnyer aku) So then nak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;masak ape? Can we just eat sumtink simple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Papa : I suggets the whole family go fruitarian. Its good for you health and skin.Bla bla bla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me : Wat nonsense! ok i made the rice wraps, so we just eat the salad wraps ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mama : Ok why not made udon mee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me : eeeww, i dont like,ok nwm let just eat udon mee and forget abt the rice wrap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mama : EH! we eat both.. You clear up the kitchen. while both of us goes to market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me : haiz! yelah2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;* THERE YOU GO I HAVE TO MULTITASK, SO BASICALLY FRM 12 -3 IVE BEEN ROTTING IN THE KITCHEN CLEANING AND COOKING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;See ppl! i tell you iam a bz women. Its not easy being bz like me ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;* TO CT AND AYUNI -dont think of laughing ok! i noe u guys gona say '' bz women? hahah in short ur a maid''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R39tK1MEuQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/p-gxSIuShZM/s1600-h/d.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151956531578976514" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="300" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R39tK1MEuQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/p-gxSIuShZM/s400/d.png" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R39tZ1MEuRI/AAAAAAAAADE/GmrG528BCvY/s1600-h/udon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151956789277014290" style="WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="192" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R39tZ1MEuRI/AAAAAAAAADE/GmrG528BCvY/s400/udon.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-1760408021492446614?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/1760408021492446614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=1760408021492446614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/1760408021492446614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/1760408021492446614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/todays-highlight.html' title='TODAY&apos;S HIGHLIGHT'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R39tK1MEuQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/p-gxSIuShZM/s72-c/d.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-5528176416801343552</id><published>2008-01-05T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T01:50:28.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iam scared as much as you are</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R35tFVMEuPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/GTrF4eXjdC0/s1600-h/sd.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151674962112985330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R35tFVMEuPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/GTrF4eXjdC0/s400/sd.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Forgive me for my stupid mistake . Forgive for the heart that hasnt heal. Iam scared as you are. I understand  its not easy to forget then to forgive. Ur a second love frm up above. A precious gift that i was bless for. But a gift that isnt easy for me to keep hold. Our love life stop by the anger that kills the atmosphere. To god above i pray that things will be normally but normal is not wat he granted. Patients and endurance is wat he bless in me . I miss the time of love we had, your the smile that brighten up my heart but ur also the tears in my eyes. Forgive me again if i choose to keep tis strong love frm you, For iam scared as you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To god i leave the faith of this love. I am ready for all and i felt cheated. Let everything be in the faith of god, Let it be a question to the hidden love i made, For iam scared as you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;God iam willing to go thru this. And my belief is in you. Where you lay my path is where i walk thru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For iam scared as you are dear.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you read my heart, Iam scared as you are. Show me the path to walk back home or to be with you that i love. And hoe much u broke me inside is the pain i felt frm word words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dear if u can hear me,Pull me if you r where iam belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Becuase iam scared as much as you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-5528176416801343552?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5528176416801343552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=5528176416801343552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5528176416801343552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5528176416801343552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/iam-scared-as-much-as-you-are.html' title='Iam scared as much as you are'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R35tFVMEuPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/GTrF4eXjdC0/s72-c/sd.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-8400612320122630429</id><published>2008-01-04T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T23:19:53.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hijab, Your responsibility</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R35CllMEuNI/AAAAAAAAACk/C9OpXY1AeLg/s1600-h/355018251_0d5a5a0a99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151628237163772114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="400" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R35CllMEuNI/AAAAAAAAACk/C9OpXY1AeLg/s400/355018251_0d5a5a0a99.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R35CzFMEuOI/AAAAAAAAACs/m4bBpAh1dCo/s1600-h/HAIR.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151628469092006114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="400" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R35CzFMEuOI/AAAAAAAAACs/m4bBpAh1dCo/s400/HAIR.png" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;From This to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To this ppl out there WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU GUYS DOING ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Covering ur aurat to the modest is something that god ask for . Aurat includes you head (excpt ur face), neck ur body ur hands(excpt ur palm) and all the way to ur leg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wearing hijab(head scarft) is nuting new to muslimah. Some used it and of cos some dont. It is ok it u claim not yet ready to used then so be it, enjoy ur life and when u tink its time, used it with full responsibility, well i hope u sempat insaf lah. But for those who used to waer hijab and now decided to open ur hijab because you tink that your not ready, then why wear it before, so now u think that ''ouh hh ive not seen the world in and out and tudung is a hasel for me'' wHAT CRAP are u guys ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well that still could be tolerate.. But when u make it like ''wah iam not wearing tudung and iam starting a fresh live like a reborn '' i just wish lightning strikes you. I mean honestly how could you walk into public the next day not wering tudung an showing that u regret wearing it because your not ready. Well let me tell you this ''' too bad u were taught to wear tudung by ur parent because ur a muslimah, live with it and find positive mindset abt it'' If ur telling me its too much negativity,so then ur telling me that there is so much positivity that u can find after opening ur tudung so that u can smoke, club etc etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ARE YOU TELLING THE OTHERS THAT UR READY TO WHOLE THE HUGE RISK OF TURNING BACK FRM GOD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;think again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-8400612320122630429?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8400612320122630429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=8400612320122630429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8400612320122630429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8400612320122630429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/hijab-your-responsibility.html' title='Hijab, Your responsibility'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R35CllMEuNI/AAAAAAAAACk/C9OpXY1AeLg/s72-c/355018251_0d5a5a0a99.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-1508228946299602796</id><published>2008-01-04T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T20:51:27.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring! Bosan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R34UbVMEuLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xug6jJYuc3o/s1600-h/B.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151577483535235250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R34UbVMEuLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xug6jJYuc3o/s400/B.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You make me happy , Oh baby you make me smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh baby i love you but do you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;oH baby you make me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do you noe the desire in my heart oh baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh baby you make me happy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dont bother trying to figure out wat song is this from. Its my own creation baby baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Today will be the 4th time i dreamt dating with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;budak lelaki belakang street&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151579880126986434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R34Wm1MEuMI/AAAAAAAAACY/pOwf2C4D4wY/s400/bb.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;AJ SAID TO ME :&lt;/span&gt;I dont care who you are and where your from,dont care wat you do, as long as you love me! oh ya baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HOWIE said :&lt;/span&gt;Come one baby! QUIT PLAYING GAMES WITH MY HEART, MY HEART!!(I MEAN IT OK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NICK CARTER said&lt;/span&gt; : Show me the meaning of being lonely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;KEVIN said&lt;/span&gt; :Baby Without you iam gona be INCOMPLETE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BRIAN said&lt;/span&gt; : I will love you more than that, Baby listen to me ,i will love you more than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ROSSY SAID&lt;/span&gt; : arghhhhhh!!!!! I am too confused or mayb i shall take one at a time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*SUFI, iam not kental ok, as they get older they look hot ok thou iam not a fan of them. At least they are better then your gay lead singer ''WESTLIFE''. And of cos at least i am not like you who has WESTLIFE as one of ur secret password. No wonder no tom dick and harry could figure out how to crack you password.hahaha love you sufi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;When two idiots get bored and talk crap online......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;❤ siti umairah ; aku nak white wedding:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rossy ; wah! elegant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;❤ siti umairah ; kat botanic garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;❤ siti umairah ; smua org kena pakai white amaciam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rossy ; mintak2 hujan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;❤ siti umairah ; siao ade shelter la slenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rossy ; ok. semua pakai white bwk flower dgn air dlm jug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;❤ siti umairah ; hahahhah mcm SIAK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;❤ siti umairah ; smua kena wrap present in white wrapper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rossy ; aku bwk hell note jadi kau leh beli brg sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;❤ siti umairah ; SIAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK! Serious lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rossy ; nanti aku bakar kan kau kreta mercedes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;❤ siti umairah ; aku nak mcm classic wedding gitu ! Posh gitu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rossy ; perasan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; siti umairah ; aku nak nikah kat rom pas tu pergi botanic garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;❤ siti umairah ; spore ade carriage tak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rossy ; dlm mimpi kau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;❤ siti umairah ; hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rossy; kau naik duck tour ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;❤ siti umairah ; righttttttttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rossy ; hippo bus pun ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rossy ; eh mina&lt;br /&gt;rossy ; actually singapore ade carriage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;❤ siti umairah ; ade ke tk seh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rossy ; ade lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;❤ siti umairah ; ouh coollllllllll sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rossy ; but modified version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rossy ; kau leh naik beca!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;❤ siti umairah ; hahaaaaaaaaaaaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rossy ; ok per&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( CT! ITS CONSIDER AND ANIMAL ABUSE IF YOU WERE TO USED CARRIAGE FRM ROM TO BOTANIC GARDER)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-1508228946299602796?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/1508228946299602796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=1508228946299602796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/1508228946299602796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/1508228946299602796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-make-me-happy-oh-baby-you-make-me.html' title='Boring! Bosan!'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R34UbVMEuLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xug6jJYuc3o/s72-c/B.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-2388472908045578170</id><published>2008-01-03T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T22:16:16.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3zmOFMEuHI/AAAAAAAAABw/p4Wa8JFC4cw/s1600-h/f.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151245203390380146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3zmOFMEuHI/AAAAAAAAABw/p4Wa8JFC4cw/s400/f.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes i swear i just hate holidays.My daily life goes this way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;11 am-12pm : Brush teeth and watch malay drama on tv1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;12pm-2.30pm : -Cook(only if my mum is lazy to cook)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Clean and put things proper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- sweep floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.30-3pm : Shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3pm : eat lunch sumtimes cum dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3pm-1.30 am : Seat infront of my lappy and do craps (or i go out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;See how bored i am. I stay home to do daily chores and hear mum nag n nag but lucky for me, her class had started so not much of nagging rituals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And each day i have 10 freaking hours to sleep. N thats no good... I develop pimples and super oily skin . And of cos muke sembab! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ouh man! i miss School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Guess wat iam doing now (10.06pm) iam multitasking... Watching tv THE HALOWEEN MOVIE ON CHANNEL 5 and writing this post..papa say iam wasting electric bills... n not to mention, my wind supply (fan) 24 hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bad girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-2388472908045578170?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/2388472908045578170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=2388472908045578170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/2388472908045578170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/2388472908045578170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3zmOFMEuHI/AAAAAAAAABw/p4Wa8JFC4cw/s72-c/f.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-5446835338127766759</id><published>2008-01-03T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T21:32:40.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Claus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3y53FMEuFI/AAAAAAAAABg/_R7OyJPVSAI/s1600-h/O.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151196429741766738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3y53FMEuFI/AAAAAAAAABg/_R7OyJPVSAI/s320/O.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;its been 8 days since Christmas But i couldnt find a trace of Mr Santa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Is Mr Santa just a myth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Mr Santa Claus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every year ive sent you my wishlist and every year without fail i see no presents under my Pongpong Tree... Izit because you only put presents under a Christmas tree? But my appartment could fit any chrismas tree...Mr santa, ive been a good kid this year but still i dont receive any presents frm you. Did you forget to check your list twice?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr santa the other time when i was in work decorating the chrismas tree my manager bought a few sheets of birthday wraps and some shoe box. He ask me to wrap the shoe box with the wrappings and then place it under ur chirstmas tree.. I got so so angry. Thats call cheating on presents...! but i pray that you will visit my workplace and replace the empty shoe box with real presents.. but i waited and waited, there was no presents...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Mr santa, forgive me but ive heard alot of gossip abt you.. They said &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Santa is too lazy to fly to singapore because it is too far frm north pole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Santa decided to stop giving presents because there is an issue of baby boom!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Santa had enuf of squeezing his fat ass thru the chimeny &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Santa is too tired to climb the stair of singapore hdb flats with his thick red coat..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.Its global warming and santa is trying to design a new costume before he could fly to areas like singapore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Santa cant fly to singapore because if any airforce craft happen to spot him flying, he might get shot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.Santa also cant travel thru singapore rd because santa didnt have cash card.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.Santa decided to stop giving presents because there is too much sale going ard and ppl seems to afford their own presents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.Petrol nowdays is too expensive for santa travel destination&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Did eveyone lie abt santa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear santa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3y6CFMEuGI/AAAAAAAAABo/jhGMj74d31I/s1600-h/santa.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151196618720327778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3y6CFMEuGI/AAAAAAAAABo/jhGMj74d31I/s400/santa.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if your out there... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love rossy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best wishes to Mr santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-5446835338127766759?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5446835338127766759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=5446835338127766759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5446835338127766759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5446835338127766759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2008/01/santa-claus.html' title='Santa Claus'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3y53FMEuFI/AAAAAAAAABg/_R7OyJPVSAI/s72-c/O.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-9169434337564434421</id><published>2008-01-01T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T01:27:26.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 RESOLUTIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2008 Resolution&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150183302791215170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3kgbVMEuEI/AAAAAAAAABY/_qb4W7vitg0/s320/l.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;2 categories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Set A (School)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;1. Stay focus on my studiest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;2. Aim for a higer GPA then the current one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;3. Make mama and papa satisfied with that thier investment in my studiest was worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;4. Before the 5TH mth i must be able to focus on my passion for the MICE industry or Hotel management.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Set B (LIFE )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;1. GOOBYE 2007.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;2. when iam ready to let go, i will let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;3. To be strong and independent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;4,to be a better women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;5.Simple and humble women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;6. LASTLY AND THE MOST IMPORTANT ISSUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;HOPPING THAT MUM WILL UNDERSTANDS ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-9169434337564434421?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/9169434337564434421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=9169434337564434421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/9169434337564434421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/9169434337564434421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2007/12/2008-resolutions.html' title='2008 RESOLUTIONS'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3kgbVMEuEI/AAAAAAAAABY/_qb4W7vitg0/s72-c/l.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-9078210486188683431</id><published>2007-12-30T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T21:33:46.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3ee_1MEuCI/AAAAAAAAABI/TpC4xJ6uWCY/s1600-h/inai.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149759518368118818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3ee_1MEuCI/AAAAAAAAABI/TpC4xJ6uWCY/s320/inai.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wedding$ wedding$ wedding$.. There is 3 reason why you will see me at weddings. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Because i was force to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Because my mum loves to listen to my critics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Free food (my mum lazy to cook lah)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 THINGS THAT U WILL SEE ME DO AT WEDDINGS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A) OBSERVE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Service (How the guest are serve /how the buffet-line ups)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Ambience ( Decor, entertainment ,etc)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Impact (Guest experience,etc)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B) Critic (one of my best talents when comes to wedding)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C) Shake head &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The problem is here is not Money..The problem is the couple. I mean if how do you guys plan you wedding? If you have no money for a wedding planner, then get a simple one...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 things i hate about malay wedding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) MAKCIK KARAOKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! makcik, is not that iam trying to be kurang hajar but really gigi makcik bogeh so i cant hear wat u singing , all i can hear is air..And the mat rockers.. My goodness, they can shout ''SIAPA SHAKILA!!'' .. bloddy irritating . Lainlah kalau he sings my name rite.Then sum even sing break up song.. tak sesuai langsung , like hello! its a wedding &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Food!!!!! i mean can you imagine going like 4 weddings in a day and all you eat is nasi minyak nasi minyak. Frm one end of the buffet line to the other end ,i swear to god, all you can see is oil oil and lots of oil.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)Mat motors.. i swear its a big disgrace...I mean how can you come to a wedding with ur A t-shirt wit ur the logo of ur grp brand and the best tink is you guys came with shorts! WTF.. krg pikir ape? Tak hormat majlis org langsung.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4) Crowd !!!! duh.... i feel like iam in wedding expo&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sumtimes the bride and groom mcm syoik sendiri, i senyum kat u, u senyum kat i. i potong kek pun tak de org tau pasal dj tak tell the guest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My wedding option&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OPTION A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-An option that my ex hated so much.. sumhow we actually argue over it..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venue : Mosque/foyer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Decor : Simple ROMATIC,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entertainment: romantic instrumental music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food: Cocktail like repcetion set up. Mostly canapies and finger food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time: Fix..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Door gift/berkat : A note book the written my name and my husband name and best wishes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audience : My close sedara and close frens ( ayuni, siti,iqah raizal,awal,rizal,luqi,mojo,hakim,ahmad, suzi,shariffa,Sufi ,liyana and Vee)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No silat or kompang please...Listen to my plan..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fix time is given. Then all guest must sign their name and best wishes in the guest book.All seated,nikah ceremony begins.After nikah, and doa there will be a slides presentation made by me, to tell my hero ur the most prefect man in my eyes, or mayb i will like to give a speech abt how worth is my long wait when god has given me the best gift that i could wish for. Ouh ya and my wedding song.. its a BIG MUST! Then they shall all proceed to the reception to dive in the yummy food. Bride and groom will move aroud and thank the guest for comming ..And of cos i will hire a professional photographer to take candid snapshots.. Unless my sis is able to do it, (she want to learn abt photograpy).. There you go.. simple wedding where every close relative and frens can witness my nikah ceremony and show how much i will dedicate my life to this marriage .. I dont need big money to spent on decoration and dejay where some spent so much but create little memories or impact to guest and the bride.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My plan will appear chepo or lokek,but hello ppl! iam paying for it. honestly i cant afford to feed you tons and ton of oil frm the nasi minyak,excatly ! harga minyak dah naik! But thats realli my dream, to get married as simple as possible and settle down in my own hm which then i spent much, because to me a home is heaven for both of us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OPTION B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-This wil happen if i really wana spent on my wedding, but again provided i can afford or mayb ada siape2 nak sponser?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venue : Hotel Ball room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Decor : Simple sweet and romantic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entertaiment: Romantic insturmental.. no kompang (too noisy) no silat( no goods for kids)haha(Mc)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food: International hi tea or 5 course&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time: Fix&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Service sequence(if course meal): Seats are pre asign at the reception hall to have crowd control. Food will be serve course by course.banquet manager should take not of orderly manner service.. I dont like when ppl serve and the food or tray is right on top of ur head or the ketiak is just nest to ur face..busok u noe... Speaking thru experience ah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My plan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photographer will be taken candid photos.Pictures of the couple will be show on slides with respective memories of each other accompanied with romantic songs and lov qoutess. Early birds can type thier best wishes so that it can re reflected in the slides. When actually event start, the groom will wait in the hall, and when the bride enters, and walk to the groom, her wedding song will be played, or best still if the groom can sing for me, ah!!! cair aku!!! Then cutting of cake.. 2 tingkat sudah... After which the mc wil let us give a speech.. same tink how much i love you and why i love you... then 1st course will be out and so on... The bride and groom parents will be call out to bless them and say thier love and best doa for them.while mayb little entertaiment like interaction with guest or best still piano player than can sing nice song or like wat raizal (sorry i steal ur idea)ever told me, a strings quartet that comes to some table and sing song chosen by guest. mayb one paid malay dance....after which comes to the last course, dessert and cofee and tea the bride and groom will come down to interact and thank guest for comming...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The end.. It doesnt sound too complicating for me... a simple memorable wedding is all i need . WHERE EVERYONE CAN WITNESS MY HAPPY DAY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3fXqlMEuDI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HDXbdnuBURs/s1600-h/k.png"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149821825458681906" style="CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3fXqlMEuDI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HDXbdnuBURs/s320/k.png" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-9078210486188683431?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/9078210486188683431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=9078210486188683431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/9078210486188683431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/9078210486188683431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2007/12/weddings.html' title='Weddings'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3ee_1MEuCI/AAAAAAAAABI/TpC4xJ6uWCY/s72-c/inai.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-8126198651487162956</id><published>2007-12-28T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T19:04:48.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Credits</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148974660339415042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3TVLFMEuAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0hTqyhFJPSE/s320/1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;This is the President of Rossy Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Isnt she's dead GEORGOUS?! ; Yeah i tink so too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3TNwFMEt-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TE41yXiVihQ/s1600-h/1_702190708l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148966499901552610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3TNwFMEt-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/TE41yXiVihQ/s320/1_702190708l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok! Here you go.. This is my little sister. She was the one that help me to edit the html of this Island.. Well she has too! cos she has her own blog while her sister is still using the chepo frenster blog. Isnt she's georgeous?wonders on photo editor.hahhaa pecah rahsia kau! This gerl practically seat infront of her laptop frm morning till night continuously accpt for toilet breaks, boyfren call break or lunch n dinner. She's 14 .She wants to be a photographer.. Well that explain why she's good in taking photos of herself(sadly) and ediing it.She has her own sony vio! Thats not fair! i got it after only i enter shatec! Look at her face carefully.. look closer ''yes! she is a spoilt brad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148969038227224562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="339" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3TQD1MEt_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/zmGlLY4sGEM/s320/961647699l.jpg" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Next will be my secondary sch GOOD FRIENDS.. That lady in black is CIK SITI or her I/C name is Siti Umairah and we call her CT. She helps me to put little things here and there in this island..ahah well basically it took me 1 and half days to create this island. if it wasnt for cik siti and my sis, this will never happen. This gerl needs to eat more. Currently this minah kental have been singer alot of dangdut(the indonesia kinda of song, and the singer will shake their hips better then shakira which some of the singer realise she had dislocate her hips after dancing too much) Ct is studying in IT..wireless nextworking if iam not wrong, well it seem not many had been absorb by her brain cells..hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The one in white Is Cik Ayuni.. NO! NO! NO! its not her nick name nor ayuni hamasaki.. tHATS HER REAL NAME AYUNI.. This girl help nothing in my island..haha All she do is ask me '' Ros! dah siap ke belum'' .. banyak tanyer , tolong tak nak.heeh. Cik Ayuni very ambitions.. dont know why lah... She is currently studying in science CHEMICAL PROCESS TECH.. (eeeew no not my fav! science kills me and ct aswell) . This mak nenek been bregging on having a guy.. You so cerewet lah.. She want to come in one perfect pakage..PLUS SHE WANTS TO BE KISS AND KISSED! (MAKCIK! ANAK MAKCIK ROSAK!) The ususals'- Dead georgous, loving , Understanding,and many more lah... Haiz tungu lah kau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;------------------------------&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;END OF BROADCAST-------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-8126198651487162956?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8126198651487162956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=8126198651487162956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8126198651487162956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8126198651487162956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2007/12/credits.html' title='Credits'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3TVLFMEuAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0hTqyhFJPSE/s72-c/1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-8524846200034654203</id><published>2007-12-28T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T01:22:24.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feature post By Ayuni on 26 of Dec 1.11pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is beeing archive frm Ayuni's blog and my comments will be the one in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when three most cracky person starts talkinand when bordom kills in the wee morning of the daywhen its juz a phone call away.haha ( &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;MACAM BIASA, AKU LAYAN KAN AJE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) my friend(roslin) wants to be a a catwomen coz she wants to kiss batman. but then shes afraid of cats! WTH! &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(SHOO! DONT TELL BATMAN THAT!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) ct had an iritating guy over at msn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he ask= hey watcha doin?&lt;br /&gt;ct= im sick, i wanna vomit now.&lt;br /&gt;he ask= why?&lt;br /&gt;ct= coz u chat with me, a sudden urge to vommit!&lt;br /&gt;k. thats kinda evil! TWO HORNS COMIN FRM HER HEAD!  hey stop! its roslin idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;( tu jantan so lembap..I tink ct u should put it this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HE ASK = hey watcha doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ct = iam trying to slove some issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HE ASK = why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ct = when ever u tag me on msn i have this sudden urge to vommit and its been often since u often tag me. could u do me a favor and just keep ur ass off my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) ct concession ends today. she wanted to book her car theory, whatever u call that, then we told her to walk frm pasir ris to ubi. haha! padan muka kau! &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(ct! demi cinta ku kepadamu, sanggup ku rintangi lautan api yg penuh onak dan duri )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) OKIE! THIS IS FUNNY! hahhahahahahahahahah! couldnt stop laughing! and to realise i was laughing alone. imagination gone wild. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(she has issus of laughing at her own jokes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) roslin say i will b dying anitime soon coz i eat too much maggie. DIAM AH KAU!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;well of cos, you have ruin gods creation which is the brain! u pollute it with msg)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6) was discussing abt peter pan. i think being immortal kinda sucks. coz u live too long. n i guess u can get bored.    roslin thinks its kewl. having to stay young till gods know when, u can possibly easily change ur wife once dia dah mampoz!                     OTAK   LU LAH CIK ROSLIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(well thats true! imagine ur brat pit and u are immortal. u dont grow old while ur partner angelina jolie have develop rinkles and her lips of cos starts to shag and when she dies, u can burn her, dump her adopted child and marrry a new one.. cos baby! , u dont grow old.. its not ur fault)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) EDUCATIONAL ISSUES! HAHAHA! IT TURNS OUT TO BE THAT JC PPLE ARRE... HEHE shall not mention it here! yoyyoyoyoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) k lah geting sleepy! so we put down the phone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-8524846200034654203?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/8524846200034654203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=8524846200034654203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8524846200034654203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/8524846200034654203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2007/12/feature-post-by-ayuni-on-26-of-dec.html' title='Feature post By Ayuni on 26 of Dec 1.11pm'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429070979138250400.post-5196122935138526714</id><published>2007-12-27T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T23:55:27.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Onbord</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3PK2VMEt9I/AAAAAAAAAAg/BmDT0tFSpaA/s1600-h/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148681833764141010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3PK2VMEt9I/AAAAAAAAAAg/BmDT0tFSpaA/s320/Picture1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Welcome to the most modesst Island on earth, '' Rossy Island''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ouh ya .. Thats the view of my Island.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For the regulars in my previous blog, yes ive move on to a better one. HEHE, my previous was the frendster free chepo blog. U cant even change the layout that kind.. Ugly kan. Even the post was ugly. It was about sadness and anger and basically is a very boring. DEAD BORING! So since my 2007 was mostly teribbly ''wonderful' , ive decided to move on and start 2008 with a new fresh life with a new fresh blog....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So here you go , ROSSY ISLAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love Baybeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148678822992066498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3PIHFMEt8I/AAAAAAAAAAY/rcc8aQncRZo/s320/Island.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1429070979138250400-5196122935138526714?l=rossyandozzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5196122935138526714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1429070979138250400&amp;postID=5196122935138526714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5196122935138526714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1429070979138250400/posts/default/5196122935138526714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossyandozzy.blogspot.com/2007/12/r.html' title='Welcome Onbord'/><author><name>roslyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13511809187043544440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3IkRFMEt6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qt7pFJDuMcY/S220/Rossy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_L6aHfhPJTz8/R3PK2VMEt9I/AAAAAAAAAAg/BmDT0tFSpaA/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
