<?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-38647777</id><updated>2011-07-28T19:09:15.989-07:00</updated><category term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>Chapters of the one girl...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38647777/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>maryaammm.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15863418292523578072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlIskjFfxns/S55iF8jP9SI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0eHqyKm0Gn8/S220/words.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38647777.post-415905154672124460</id><published>2009-11-28T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T05:37:47.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life So Farrr,,</title><content type='html'>Welllllllllll.&lt;br /&gt;I can just say that it has been sucha crap month - November.&lt;br /&gt;Friends you realize are backstabbers, friends you realize you trusted with secrets then spread it.&lt;br /&gt;What bitches :p No more "elaboration" on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh dudette couszin - Aliaahahaha, ici a dubaii. C'est fantastique. :D&lt;br /&gt;We shalls be going to Dubs MAWL soon. To go to Kinooorr, and then i think, sushi? :D WAHEY, fooooooooooooooooooooooooooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got hols till the 6th. So two weeks, not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;2nd Dec - pointless lil' CAPTAINS BALL thingymajig and footie tourny. Greatness....... not.&lt;br /&gt;I have a stupid lil' annoying creature coming with me tomo to watch New Mooon - no not you Aliah.&lt;br /&gt;So dont vurrry, its KHA.Lii.Sah.&lt;br /&gt;I am so brd right now, i cud like run away and be like AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH, i love me. :) What a hippee. Ok, i shalls go now, to let this bimbo blog "briefly" bout her lil stay in AWEESOMASTIC DUBAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ex oh ex oh, EmAYEff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38647777-415905154672124460?l=madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com/feeds/415905154672124460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38647777&amp;postID=415905154672124460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38647777/posts/default/415905154672124460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38647777/posts/default/415905154672124460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-so-farrr.html' title='Life So Farrr,,'/><author><name>maryaammm.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15863418292523578072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlIskjFfxns/S55iF8jP9SI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0eHqyKm0Gn8/S220/words.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38647777.post-5927293536095658673</id><published>2009-09-30T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:11:47.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EID - very late, cos' blogger was bein gay :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Eid is finally here! :)&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how fast Ramadhan went by this year. Although next year will be longer as it's gonna be during summer holidays. Plus the days are longer.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks not having Raya with Aish. :c I will be facebook-ing her later how we're gonna be missing her this year. Sadly, she's gonna be spending Raya in school. I told her everytime that we would call her, that we were gonna Fed-Ex kueh tarts to her. :p Hahah, hopefully we can. Even though it might a tad late.&lt;br /&gt;Later on in the day, we're having an open house with family friends and newcomers and so that's nothing new. :) Cos' we have it every year. Lol, everyone knows that we always have it on the first day of Raya. :) There will be loads of other houses in the neighbourhood having their own celebrations – Esp the lo-chels. :) Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To relatives back in Singapore,&lt;br /&gt;We miss you LOADS! Even though I'm the only one in the family who's never spent Raya EVER in Singapore, someday InsyAllah, I will. Get the family together and catch up as always.  Raya in Dubai is always fun. Get to hang out with my fave childhood friends I've grown up with. It's pretty awesome! :) I love it here.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I can't imagine myself living in Singapore cos' I can't really survive there. Living conditions in general and transportation is definitely different from here. Dubai's my home, and always will beeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;I'll be posting a song here for Aisha. :D Raya song obv. Lol. - If it's possiblz.&lt;br /&gt;Miss you lots like tater tots. xxxxxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38647777-5927293536095658673?l=madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com/feeds/5927293536095658673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38647777&amp;postID=5927293536095658673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38647777/posts/default/5927293536095658673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38647777/posts/default/5927293536095658673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com/2009/09/eid-very-late-cos-blogger-was-bein-gay.html' title='EID - very late, cos&apos; blogger was bein gay :p'/><author><name>maryaammm.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15863418292523578072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlIskjFfxns/S55iF8jP9SI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0eHqyKm0Gn8/S220/words.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38647777.post-4673649225547644021</id><published>2009-09-21T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T15:35:40.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Title?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"Friends are better than love.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;But, to make love, you must make friends. :) &lt;/span&gt;(or, world peace! :) lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I would never call myself perfect in any situation (unless it was some drama) cos' no one is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their ups and downs. You experience one, you learn from it. Mistakes come whenever. I don't regret much. Cos' i always learn to get back up and learn from it; step by step. The way life is sposd to be. I sometimes say, "OH LIFE SUCKS!", or "omg, i hate my life"..&lt;br /&gt;In a way, i don't mean it but at times like that, i seem to just think back at what was wrong. I always think back to the past. Reminiscing? Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I run psycho in the street, to the one I've been dreaming to meet, but then I see your face, and you just appear in the place; taking me back to my fantasy dream..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;There's no question about love or hate. Love is just contemporary expression just to make you happy until the next life and to make you feel close to a person... Cos' in the next life, you will be there forever. Hate is just anger and a feeling you seem to get, to express which btw, is ugly. Hate is a big word. But, in some situations, sometimes, you gotta use the word. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I miss the old days, when we'd hang out, talk on the phone, laugh a lot and scream cos' we felt like it. I miss the days we'd sit at lunch together, and just talk about random stuff. I miss how we'd talk in our code language cos we knew that people would get annoyed :p.  I miss your hugs, humour and sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;I miss You. &lt;3 xxooxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38647777-4673649225547644021?l=madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com/feeds/4673649225547644021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38647777&amp;postID=4673649225547644021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38647777/posts/default/4673649225547644021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38647777/posts/default/4673649225547644021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com/2009/09/title.html' title='Title?'/><author><name>maryaammm.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15863418292523578072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlIskjFfxns/S55iF8jP9SI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0eHqyKm0Gn8/S220/words.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38647777.post-2304001394443120042</id><published>2009-09-18T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T09:45:16.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Although it's a little late... It's been exactly two months since yesterday when He left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Dear Uncle Amin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;You, were one of the closest uncles I knew and all of us used to just have a good time all the way. We'd come to Singapore and we'd always know we had had had to meet you. Along with Aliah x and Aunty M. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;After a while, you were struggling. We had no idea. But inside, we knew that you would always cope and hang on to the tight rope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;The last time I saw you, was with Mama, in 2005. I didn't get to meet you this year, in Dec/January. But I know that someday, I'll meet you soon. There's a picture I'll cherish with everyone else here in Dubai.. the last picture of you with Mama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I won't forget Memories. I won't forget you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Lots of love from your niece, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Maryam xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38647777-2304001394443120042?l=madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com/feeds/2304001394443120042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38647777&amp;postID=2304001394443120042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38647777/posts/default/2304001394443120042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38647777/posts/default/2304001394443120042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-memory.html' title='In Memory.'/><author><name>maryaammm.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15863418292523578072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlIskjFfxns/S55iF8jP9SI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0eHqyKm0Gn8/S220/words.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38647777.post-3394877336058747696</id><published>2009-08-25T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:27:48.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My questions...YOUR answers to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Do you ever wonder if anyone will just snap at you any minute now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Do you sometimes think that you will just die in the next two seconds? (InsyAllah, it won't happen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Do you ever think that your love, friend or relative is thinking of you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Do you sometimes think that &lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;will/am? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Do you sometimes take things for granted? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Do you just assume things happen for a reason or they just happen with no reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Is your mind spinning and thoughtfully thinking about these questions I just typed up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mine is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I am thoughtfully thinking about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Answer back, ask me anything if you want... I want answers from &lt;em&gt;you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38647777-3394877336058747696?l=madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com/feeds/3394877336058747696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38647777&amp;postID=3394877336058747696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38647777/posts/default/3394877336058747696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38647777/posts/default/3394877336058747696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-questionsyour-answers-to-me.html' title='My questions...YOUR answers to me.'/><author><name>maryaammm.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15863418292523578072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlIskjFfxns/S55iF8jP9SI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0eHqyKm0Gn8/S220/words.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38647777.post-5826180590724387154</id><published>2009-08-24T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T09:51:43.594-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>Bestfriends I could not live without. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ms Qaisara Aalia Bogani,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Amazingly funny, always there for eachother, although we've had like 2 hour fights x), we always made up. :) Although you may be tiny in height, you've got the brains, the tuffness and lovingness :p I could tell you ANYTHING at all whenever I had to,  had a problem.. or anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;We have LOADS AND LOADS of quotes. It's funny how we can never seem to stop laffing at something we saw, or heard. :p We were always known as the laffing bestfriends in the back of class... :p No matter what, we'd always laugh laugh laugh. Always a new quote EVERYday. :p :) (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Now youre in Canada(h), I miss you so much&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;xooxooxox &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Beaver, Vanilla, Supaafox, Qqbeans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"...don't forget"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;, i am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"your guardian angel..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; :) HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Ms Juliana Duncaaaaaaaaaan. :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;You sarcastic, bimbo-ish, funny piece of bum. :) We've known eachother almost now a year.. and we grew closer and closer. :) It's funny how we just clicked. :p You too, were always there to help, always there to listen to my pointless "issues"... Our crazy sleepovers and eating cookies. :) Hahahaha...and boy craze. :p You too might be leaving this year, (BUMMER) and so, i hate you for that. Haha (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IloveeeeeeyouuuuPimpette. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;You are my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;pimpette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;, i am your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Pimpiette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; ;) Fo shiz. xoxox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Ms Zarrrineeeeeee Chamaaaaaaasssss :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Sighh, this girl. She has MAJURRR issues. Hahaha. She's amazinggly funny tooo, good listener, wannabe cooolbeans like meh ;) and my buubbba. Dammmn, we had our random moments.. LOADS practically. We had fights too.. But i mean come on.. :) We wouldn't be mad at eachother THAT longg tbh. :) LAWL. (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LoveeyouuBubbaaa xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Maa Bubbaa Foevvaaa. (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Ms Stephanieeeeeeeee K....LENZ. :D &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I've known this VOOMAN, since year 2. And she's been my bff since then. We lost contact for a fewwww, buuuuttt, GUESS VAT, she's in ma homee country noww eyheyh. (Well, never lived there but u knoww.. ;p )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Always there, random moments, helpful, amazing photoshopper :p im jelushhhh, she thinks shes shooo speshul *coffff*. :) What else to say about you? Other than to say, that im just lucky to have met cha. :) Hahaha, loveyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LYLASAA LUFFLIE :) (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;No mattaaa what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Ms Surayaaaaaaaa "Coolbeannnnsss" El Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Geeeee, nenek Susu...ive known you since KG2. It's amazing how we were once the troublesome two outside in the playground by ourselves. :p I can tell this girl anything I could cos' she would also go thru the same things...our amazingly gossiping, boy crazy, ryan sheckler obsessive sleepovers. x) Hahahaha, sighh. Good memories..we had loads of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We still do, no matter what, i love youuu. (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love you ma sisss&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Ms Holllllleighhhhhhh Annnneee Hickkssss. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;In year 7, you were like one of the closest girls i was friends with. We would talk all day, non stop, talk all tha timeee in class, LAUGH alot and make jokes. We were like Bosom Buddies x) HAHAHA. We'd always stick up for eachother, and just chill. You left in tha middle of year 7, but no, we didn't lose touch. We're still coolbeans as we were before. ;) You're like meh music buddyyyy and you'd always be there just to be random with haha. At this moment i am talking to you on msn.  :) You, me and tash were like obsessed with Tokio Hotel.. and i guess.. we still are? :L &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Haha, miss you loadss (L) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lovee youuuu loads ma shuh-kaa-kank. xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Ms TAAAAAAAAASHA C. Beattie-Sykes :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Haha, thiss chick, listens to mooosic all tha time. It's amazing how she loves so many boy bands doods... Esp - Jefree Star, Oli Sykessss :) , Tokio Hotel doods and Asking Alexandria. You are always funny, making sucha fool of yourselff haha, always laffing, smiling, MAKING FUNNY FACES IN MY FACE IN MATHS. -.- :L and in the end, it wasn't me who got in trouble. x) LAWL. Known you since Year 7 tooo and you were just hanging round round being the normal, retarded self we knew. :) and i deffo love you for that. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovee you mucho taaiish. :) (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Mehh random, freaky, hyped up buddy. ;) xoxox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;_____________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SPECIAL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My amazing, awesome Sister - Aisha Ahmad Fuad. :) (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;You would always be there at any time, just to support.. you were there when I'd fall when I was lil', you were there when I'd cry, you were there when I was sad and down... I thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Although you were just here a few days ago, you're now back in your coolness townn of Debrecen, Hungary ;). Someday, insyAllah, you'll be an amazing Doctor fer sure. Alhamdulillah. Study hard and you'll go far. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I thank you so much, for always there to support me all the way even though you're miles and miles away. Whenever I was always in doubt, i'd go to you. We had loads of memories together growing up always as sisters should. We'll ALWAYS stick together as we grow up. No matter what, we'll keep our promise to stay together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I would tell my secrets, ;) haha, to her, my problems just as any sister would. She would always give advice at any time. (even tips ;) Hahahaha) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you soooooo much Aisha. :) (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;and once again, I thank you. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/38647777-5826180590724387154?l=madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com/feeds/5826180590724387154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38647777&amp;postID=5826180590724387154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38647777/posts/default/5826180590724387154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38647777/posts/default/5826180590724387154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com/2009/08/bestfriends-i-could-not-live-without.html' title='Bestfriends I could not live without. :)'/><author><name>maryaammm.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15863418292523578072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlIskjFfxns/S55iF8jP9SI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0eHqyKm0Gn8/S220/words.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38647777.post-6106340609008793903</id><published>2009-08-24T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:48:29.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;So.. here I go again.. With my blogs. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;But, since I have nothing else to do, or if I have no one to talk to, I'll write what I want to. :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Year 9's coming near... less than two weeks now... Aisha's gone :( Left like a few days ago. Poo you. Year 9 is like the main year. Gahh.. choosing what you wanna do... GREAT. I have NO idea at all at the moment on what I'm planning on doing.. f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;First I said, doctor...lawyer...teacher...ARTIST. Buut.. Tbhh,, I gotta rethink it over. Hahaha.. it's too early to choose just to say. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Now playing - JAI HO. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Quote: Wherever you go, love, spirit and wealth follows. Somehow... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Hahahaha, that was pretty random. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Now for the real stuff.. But SOME.. I can't really say here... I just can't be bummed to type it all up. All the things i've really wanted to say. Hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;But anyway.. This is just for me to be busy with..(for now.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I miss you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- ciao. x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/38647777-6106340609008793903?l=madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com/feeds/6106340609008793903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38647777&amp;postID=6106340609008793903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38647777/posts/default/6106340609008793903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38647777/posts/default/6106340609008793903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madchroniclesxm.blogspot.com/2009/08/changes.html' title='Changes...'/><author><name>maryaammm.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15863418292523578072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlIskjFfxns/S55iF8jP9SI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0eHqyKm0Gn8/S220/words.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
