<?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-10786602</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:32:52.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....WorLD oF +He UNknOwN....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missnabil.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10786602/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missnabil.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>You'LL NevA n0e wEn iT'lL CoMeS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11883511720071666457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10786602.post-110992461971602718</id><published>2005-02-25T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T21:03:51.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gandhi Cheerleading......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Todae during assembly, Mr Yeo called out de Gandhi Cheerleaders..... So mi was one of dem...... I was like waiting fer Wahida n Ihsan to go out but den dey didn't....... Den until now i found out tat Wahida quit aredi n Ihsan don wan to go out until de essembly finish..... So mi go out by myself...... Den Nisa called out to mi saying tat my bag belom zip...... B4 i could take a look at my bag, all my things fell..... (malu nyer aku!!!!! LOL) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So mi juz smile at de ones hu saw my books fell.... HeHeHeH...... Den after skewl Ihsan say to mi tat he will be goin to de library before cheerleading.... So mi n Soraya go ferst lar.... Reach at de hall, mi n Soraya de onli one..... Shortly aftre tat dey all came... Den dey made mi b de back supporter..... So mi not cerewet la...... Anythin oso can....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10786602-110992461971602718?l=missnabil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missnabil.blogspot.com/feeds/110992461971602718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10786602&amp;postID=110992461971602718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10786602/posts/default/110992461971602718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10786602/posts/default/110992461971602718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missnabil.blogspot.com/2005/02/gandhi-cheerleading.html' title='Gandhi Cheerleading......'/><author><name>You'LL NevA n0e wEn iT'lL CoMeS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11883511720071666457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10786602.post-110880419362159756</id><published>2005-01-18T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T12:32:13.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Won't Forget Abt Today!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So my ex, Ihsan knew abt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'him'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.... N Ihsan is oso in de same Home Econ class as mi.... Today my Home Econ teacher didn't come.... Tat means 3 fwee lessons!!!!!! N oso not 2 forget, de Home Econ group have different timing fer lunch break..... Good2!!!! So tat mi won't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; 'him'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;...... So mi hang out wif Ihsan n Sheril.... Ihsan relek jer bongkar my bag.... N guess wad he saw in my bag???? All the letters of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'him'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;!!!!! So he read every single one of dem...... Haiyoh!!!! Soooo malu!!!!!! After read all de letters of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; 'him'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;, say "EeEeEeE!!!!!!!! Geli nyer aku!!!!! Bulu roma aku semuer ternaik!!!!!". You noe why he say like tat??? Coz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'he'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wrote all de 'mushy-tushsy' things to mi lorhz..... In one of de letter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'he'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wrote tat 'he' is a counsellor..... N it oso happened tat Ihsan is oso a counsellor.... So Ihsan oso wan to noe who is tis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'him'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;..... So I describe to him how&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'he'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; looks like n oso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'his'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;history.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;... Ihsan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;still don undrestand hu is de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; 'him'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;..... Haiz.... Y so blur Ihsan???? So mi tell him to wait until their lunch-break finish..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So mi wait fer &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'him'&lt;/span&gt; outside my class.... Den suddenly wen mi turned around to look fer Ihsan, mi saw &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'him'&lt;/span&gt; staring at i while saing sumthing i don undrestnd...... So mi ask &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'him'&lt;/span&gt; "Wad?". But den&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; 'he'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;go away alreadi.... Tat time Ihsan saw 'him' toking to mi........ So now he noe hu is&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'he'&lt;/span&gt;......... Den wen i wan to go back to class, Ihsan alih2 geletek mi.... So mi is like pushing his hands away from my hips..... Tat time oso&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; 'he'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;saw Ihsan geletek mi.......&lt;/strong&gt; Den&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; 'he'&lt;/span&gt; sms to mi saying -&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok... :( &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; So i sms to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'him'&lt;/span&gt; saying -&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Jealous ke pe???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Den &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'he'&lt;/span&gt; say to mi -&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No la.... Juz hapi fer u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;. So mi sms to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'him'&lt;/span&gt; back -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abe uat muke sedih tu naper??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;. But den &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; didn't sms to mi back..... Mi tink tat&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; he&lt;/span&gt; is tryin to hide &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; feelings.... Den Syuhada came to mi n tok abt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;..... Den alih2 Syuhada say to mi -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eh..... Si ___ cakap yang kau suke die.... Tol eh??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;......&lt;/em&gt; So mi was like ~ I need to get out from here ~..... But den i juz smile at dem..... Den Ihsan pakse mi to tell wad happened..... Den mi say -&gt; it was a last yr story..... Don wanna reapeat it anymore....... So dey juz buat bodo lar......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Den Ihsan n mwa frens all wan to sms &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;.... Maki &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; all tat lar i don care.... Den &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; sms to mi saying tat -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Takpe!! Lepas skola jumpe matair kau kat porch!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;. As&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; he&lt;/span&gt; tot mi n Ihsan patch up aredi so tats y &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;say like tat...... So mi show Ihsan my message.... Mi tot tat Ihsan would b shocked..... But en he remained calm.... He told mi to sms &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; back saying -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jumpe kat canteen...... Not porch.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Wad Happened After Skol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So Ihsan n mi hurriedly go to de canteen....... Shahidah n Khalia follow oso coz today got band.... Dey oso wan 2 go wif mi..... Go ther, no sign of &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;..... Nisa called over to mi saying tat &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; is outside de canteen. Den Ihsan grab my arms n pointed over to him..... &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; oso saw mi n him n sum of mwa frens..... Den &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; approach to Ihsan n pull Ihsan further away from mi..... &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;He &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;keep looking at mi..... Den alih2 Jamal n Farid come over to Ihsan n &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; n say sumting but macam cari gado like tat...... Den &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; say sumthin to Jamal.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;N den &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; tarik Ihsan more further away from mi n nearer to Jamal n Farid...... Dat time mi grow so scared dat mi kept jumping around..... Den shortly after tat Ihsan came back to mi n say -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'He' ckp  yg tak dapat jadi matair  he nak jadi kawan kau....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; So mi say anything lar.....   END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10786602-110880419362159756?l=missnabil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missnabil.blogspot.com/feeds/110880419362159756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10786602&amp;postID=110880419362159756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10786602/posts/default/110880419362159756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10786602/posts/default/110880419362159756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missnabil.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-wont-forget-abt-today.html' title='I Won&apos;t Forget Abt Today!!!!!!!'/><author><name>You'LL NevA n0e wEn iT'lL CoMeS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11883511720071666457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10786602.post-110872805584262666</id><published>2005-01-14T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T16:57:12.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Muz 'He' Ruin My Life????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Another week of skol..... 1 month more to Valentine's Dae!!!! Kekeke..... Trying to ignore &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'him'&lt;/span&gt; n getting away from &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'his' &lt;/span&gt;sight......&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'He'&lt;/span&gt; keep staring at mi during recess n' lunch-break...... Great.... So &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'he'&lt;/span&gt; told Syuhada tat i used to like &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;..... N' now Syuhada tell my ex..... Well done, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;IDIOT&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!! But now &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;MI HATE YOU&lt;/span&gt;!!! u wanna noe why???? Coz &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;KAU DAH TERLEBIH&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;SEDAR LA SIKIT&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Dari LAST YEAR&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Always hantar mi love msg n letters.... Ugh!!!! Yuck!!!! &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;SAMPAI AKU TAK BERANI NAK JALAN SENDIRI&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!! La.... Give up jer la.... Aku dah tak nak kau kan..... Sedap sikit hati aku biler kau campak surat aku tu kat lantai kau faham tak?????? Sampai aku kene bilang kawan2 aku sedarkan kau sikit.... Tapi ape kau cakap dgn kawan2 aku???? Kau cakap &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"Nak jadi kwn die pon tk leh ke???"&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;BODOH nak MAMPUS&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! Kate jer nak jadi cam kawan..... Tapi is tis how u treat mi like a fren??? Lebih dari kawan tu ader la!!!! N den u go n ask one of my fwen Sheril - "ilyanti act differently ah nowdays....''. Abeh maseh tak puas, kau hantar surat kat Fatima cakap - "Eh Fatima, aku cumer nak jadi kawan Ilyanti.... Tapi asal muke die ubah biler die nampak aku?? Kau tolong aku Fatima"... &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Pls la.... Stop all tis nonsense......&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/10786602-110872805584262666?l=missnabil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missnabil.blogspot.com/feeds/110872805584262666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10786602&amp;postID=110872805584262666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10786602/posts/default/110872805584262666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10786602/posts/default/110872805584262666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missnabil.blogspot.com/2005/01/why-muz-he-ruin-my-life.html' title='Why Muz &apos;He&apos; Ruin My Life????'/><author><name>You'LL NevA n0e wEn iT'lL CoMeS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11883511720071666457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10786602.post-110820349187390823</id><published>2005-01-07T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T22:46:13.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week Of Sec 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;1st week not bad......... Same fwens..... Same face.... &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'He'&lt;/span&gt; minta stead again.... &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'He'&lt;/span&gt; is so irritating!!!!!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;His&lt;/span&gt; class 3N2... Same as my crush.... Den mi 2N2...... Hmmm....... Same form teacher, same MT teacher, same Maths teacher, Science teacher, same English n Moral Education teacher, same Home Econ teacher, same P.E teacher........... De others different subject teachers....... Like Literature, History, I.P.W., DnT not so sure, Art n Geography... Haiz..... Skol extend time to 3p.m [normal timing is 1.30p.m]........ Stupid principal!!!!!!! Can't believe i'm sec 2 aredi lorhz....... Time pass so fast...... Haiz...... My fwens all seperate class...... So sad..... Onli see us together during recess n lunch break....... Same class as my ex [he used to be NT student]..... No fair sey..... Mi pass all my subjects but why seh mi masok 2n2????? But at least mi got bursary liaohz..... $250!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Den my cousin went to Hua Yi Sec Skol...... Not bad lar eh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10786602-110820349187390823?l=missnabil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missnabil.blogspot.com/feeds/110820349187390823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10786602&amp;postID=110820349187390823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10786602/posts/default/110820349187390823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10786602/posts/default/110820349187390823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missnabil.blogspot.com/2005/01/first-week-of-sec-2.html' title='First Week Of Sec 2'/><author><name>You'LL NevA n0e wEn iT'lL CoMeS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11883511720071666457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
