<?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-6486556075859945251</id><updated>2011-08-03T09:44:27.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Show Me Some Love.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16430775271619842061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qabwdawzu9Q/SgLYkJ9JkSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RSDLK6oQ9Hc/S220/SSL24024.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486556075859945251.post-1467007878897483683</id><published>2009-11-25T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:31:26.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Goodbyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feels weird to be updating my blog again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its been wht? 4mths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have been too lazy/busy/unmotivated.... to update it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afterall, life has been a continuous cycle of mundane day-to-day stuff &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the holidays are here so i feel tht this is the best time to get my blog alive and kicking again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So wht has changed ths past 4mths?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well for one thg i got promoted from J1 to J2, got tanned and fair again (and soon tan again!), hair went from wavy and short to wavy and straight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but one thing is that my attitude remains the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some positive, some negative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Procrastinating for one. I an never kick it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe because i've been living comfortably my whole life so there's no motivation to get up and get going u knw. set the drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But seriously being e top of class? getting the best grades? is tht all there is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm never one for being competitive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel tht competitiveness is a sign of trying to gain power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do you compete? if nt for a title or the glory, the name, the power it brings you over others?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thn again do we have a choice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We can't escape. Whether we like it or nt if you are born into this world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(not e earth as in gaia mind you but ths fast-paced/material-oriented life)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have no choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's do or die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A survival game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT you may choose to not conform to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT like the famous line says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"It's a dog eat dog world out there, honey".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God save me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/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/6486556075859945251-1467007878897483683?l=dianasafar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/feeds/1467007878897483683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-goodbyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/1467007878897483683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/1467007878897483683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-goodbyes.html' title='No Goodbyes'/><author><name>DIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16430775271619842061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qabwdawzu9Q/SgLYkJ9JkSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RSDLK6oQ9Hc/S220/SSL24024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486556075859945251.post-1557234334630128653</id><published>2009-07-18T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:39:23.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Post 3: Truly a Day Out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just came back from a llloooongg day out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was away frm home frm 10.30am to 9.30 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to juronglibrary to hav PW meeting with Siva, Farahly &amp;amp; Marilyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after which had lunch with two of them (Siva/Farah) @ IMM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then to Queensway Shopping Centre with Siva to find shoes (Siva) and a bag (me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We looked arnd for like 2+hrs after until we finally found our choiced items frm e same shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ended up with bagS instead of a bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldnt help myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;both the adidas bags were too nice for me to give up one for the other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i ended up with both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;adidas is e best sports brand (to me anyways) but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hate to look @ e stella mccartney collection cause it makes me green with envy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i have two new obsessions: bags and shades &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not healthy at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have to keep telling myself to stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, after that, i went to SSC to meet up with my sister and grandmama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thy had dinner at Rubinah without me cause i was too late :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have major craving for naan and tandoori chicken @ e moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*salivates at some food porn*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i want to learn a martial art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One that uses weapons like a long stick or sword.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want those olden days sword fighting skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will research more on it first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Diana's Schedule for tomorrow: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;religious studies in e early morn, skateboarding in the late morn, cycling in e early aftnn, hmk during late aftnn and PW @ night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ZzzZZzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;totally exhausted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S I want those specs that Luna Lovegood wore in e train to Hogwarts in Half-Blood Prince.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's totally my fav. character in Harry Potter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486556075859945251-1557234334630128653?l=dianasafar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/feeds/1557234334630128653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-3-truly-day-out-just-came-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/1557234334630128653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/1557234334630128653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-3-truly-day-out-just-came-back.html' title=''/><author><name>DIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16430775271619842061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qabwdawzu9Q/SgLYkJ9JkSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RSDLK6oQ9Hc/S220/SSL24024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486556075859945251.post-124382019715577712</id><published>2009-07-15T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:17:45.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been too trusting,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;too naive of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was never suspicious about anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but that was before i knew what they are capable of doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All my life, I have been genuine in terms of anything i offer to people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A smile, a greeting or a friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All truly came from my heart without any ulterior motive or thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But im totally dissappointed now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To offer a part of myself to people with pure generosity and openness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and in return&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to be bombarded with such opinions, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it breaks my spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont know how to feel now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my soul is drained out of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am emotionless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God Give Me Strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486556075859945251-124382019715577712?l=dianasafar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/feeds/124382019715577712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-been-too-trusting-too-naive-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/124382019715577712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/124382019715577712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-been-too-trusting-too-naive-of.html' title=''/><author><name>DIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16430775271619842061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qabwdawzu9Q/SgLYkJ9JkSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RSDLK6oQ9Hc/S220/SSL24024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486556075859945251.post-3017446240056521072</id><published>2009-07-13T21:59:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:25:40.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Post 2: Graduation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my sister's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still have 5-6 years to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So my sis had her graduation ceremony last Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CONGRATULATIONS NORIZA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I decided to treat her to Fish &amp;amp; Co for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;urghh...the food was awesome~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;garlic &amp;amp; lemon butter mussels and seafood platter fer 2. whats nt to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After which, we thought of watching the performances happening at SMU's campus green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there were too many ppl and lucky for us, not long after it started to rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but we were stuck in SAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(there was a flea market with vintage clothes and all happening...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looked @ photography installations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while it rained and rained for two hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;downer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we didnt want to hang arnd city hall anymore and went to yishun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(yeah, WOT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but we went there for bakerzin to have desserts so i hope whatever remnants of my coolness is still intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*lame diana lame*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PICS IN NEXT POST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ciao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6486556075859945251-3017446240056521072?l=dianasafar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/feeds/3017446240056521072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-2-graduation-my-sisters-i-still.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/3017446240056521072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/3017446240056521072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-2-graduation-my-sisters-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>DIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16430775271619842061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qabwdawzu9Q/SgLYkJ9JkSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RSDLK6oQ9Hc/S220/SSL24024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486556075859945251.post-5248353396905103716</id><published>2009-07-08T20:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:23:34.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;From FML,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a class="fmllink" href="http://www.fmylife.com/love/3465145"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today, I watched my best friend get married to the guy I have been in love with since the 8th grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="fmllink" href="http://www.fmylife.com/love/3465145"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; I was the maid of honor, and had to give a toast to the couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="fmllink" href="http://www.fmylife.com/love/3465145"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; FML&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ouch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I so &lt;strong&gt;do not&lt;/strong&gt; want that to happen to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im always a coward when it comes to confessions so i seriously hope it does not come to the point in which i lose that special someone because i didnt dare confess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im doomed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My fav. comment by a person to the above situation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Its worth the read)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate to say this, because I am a romantic and I love love stories and whatnot, but you deserve it for not speaking up sooner. I know &lt;em&gt;it's hard for people to confess their feelings to another person because of fears&lt;/em&gt; that that other person may not feel the same and/or that it might ruin the friendship, but this FML shows that it's &lt;em&gt;much better to just put it out there and get it off your chest than to keep it inside&lt;/em&gt;. If the other person doesn't feel the same, things can still be alright. I have had close friends confess their feelings to me, and when I didn't feel the same, I would just say so in the nicest way possible. Nothing ended up weird because of it. &lt;em&gt;It's only weird if you make it weird or if the other person isn't mature enough to handle it well, in which case, they might not be worth liking anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="englishmuffin" href="http://www.fmylife.com/member/englishmuffin" jquery1247055242796="1276"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fmylife.com/love/3465145#c_2984655"&gt;#37&lt;/a&gt; - On 07/04/2009 at 5:05am by &lt;a class="pseudo" href="http://www.fmylife.com/member/englishmuffin"&gt;englishmuffin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So girls &amp;amp; guys hope the info was useful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thumbs up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/6486556075859945251-5248353396905103716?l=dianasafar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/feeds/5248353396905103716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-fml-today-i-watched-my-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/5248353396905103716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/5248353396905103716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-fml-today-i-watched-my-best-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>DIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16430775271619842061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qabwdawzu9Q/SgLYkJ9JkSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RSDLK6oQ9Hc/S220/SSL24024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486556075859945251.post-3938828866537867896</id><published>2009-07-06T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:54:40.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Song of the Moment:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/u7m_qw1Nyj"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/u7m_qw1Nyj" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; PADDING-TOP: 1px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #e6e6e6" align="left"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" method="post"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox"&gt;&lt;input style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" type="submit" value="Search"&gt; &lt;div style="PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=u7m_qw1Nyj" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=u7m_qw1Nyj" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=u7m_qw1Nyj" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=u7m_qw1Nyj" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/u7m_qw1Nyj/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/daheina/music/-lTObiKb/plus-44-plus-44-make-you-smile/"&gt;Plus 44 - Make You Smile - Plus 44&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Its such a cute song.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love it.&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/6486556075859945251-3938828866537867896?l=dianasafar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/feeds/3938828866537867896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-of-moment-plus-44-make-you-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/3938828866537867896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/3938828866537867896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-of-moment-plus-44-make-you-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>DIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16430775271619842061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qabwdawzu9Q/SgLYkJ9JkSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RSDLK6oQ9Hc/S220/SSL24024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486556075859945251.post-8044375686707739202</id><published>2009-07-02T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:45:44.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Liking this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cobra Starship &amp;amp; Leighton Meester - Good Girl Gone Bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:404000" width="512" height="319" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="configParams=type%3Dnormal%26vid%3D404000%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A404000%26startUri=mgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A404000" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; MARGIN: 0px; WIDTH: 500px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #439cd8" href="http://www.mtv.com/music/artist/cobra_starship/artist.jhtml" target="_blank"&gt;Cobra Starship&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a style="COLOR: #439cd8" href="http://www.mtv.com/music/" target="_blank"&gt;New Music&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a style="COLOR: #439cd8" href="http://www.mtv.com/music/video/" target="_blank"&gt;More Music Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Liking Cobra Starship too. They're like a quirkier Panic! at the Disco.&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/6486556075859945251-8044375686707739202?l=dianasafar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/feeds/8044375686707739202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/07/liking-this-cobra-starship-leighton.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/8044375686707739202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/8044375686707739202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/07/liking-this-cobra-starship-leighton.html' title=''/><author><name>DIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16430775271619842061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qabwdawzu9Q/SgLYkJ9JkSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RSDLK6oQ9Hc/S220/SSL24024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486556075859945251.post-6148471119477082240</id><published>2009-07-02T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T18:10:39.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Post 1&lt;/strong&gt;: July 2nd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I had my H1 Maths Ppr today for 3 effing hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not much to say abt Maths cause for those who knw me you guys knw how much i suck at it cause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HATE PRACTICING MATHS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(and thats the only way to score)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moving on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am Xcited abt e Movie Marathon some of us girls are having tmrw!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So funny that we bonded over doing Maths together during the holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Yes holidays are spent studying...how pathetic really)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll be watching Pursuit of Happiness (to cry over), Bourne Ultimatum and a comedy movie with Jack Black (who is my hero. he's funny without even trying) in which i cant remember the name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woots~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many plans ahead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ESPECIALLY TO MEET UP WITH FRIENDS WHOM I HAVENT SEEN FOR AGES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(im sorry. im not ignoring but truly have been busy with school)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have been living a cyclic life pattern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(School, Home, Xtra Activities, Sleep) repeat over &amp;amp; over.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486556075859945251-6148471119477082240?l=dianasafar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/feeds/6148471119477082240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-1-july-2nd-so-i-had-my-h1-maths.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/6148471119477082240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/6148471119477082240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-1-july-2nd-so-i-had-my-h1-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>DIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16430775271619842061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qabwdawzu9Q/SgLYkJ9JkSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RSDLK6oQ9Hc/S220/SSL24024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486556075859945251.post-1792317017433565224</id><published>2009-07-02T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:59:16.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;YES i have decided to own a blog again so i can connect with my friends - old and new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instead of MIA-ing totally, here's a way for my friends to know what i have been up to or thinking about! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(which can be unexciting at times but oh well...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So heads up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Diana is back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/6486556075859945251-1792317017433565224?l=dianasafar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/feeds/1792317017433565224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes-i-have-decided-to-own-blog-again-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/1792317017433565224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486556075859945251/posts/default/1792317017433565224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianasafar.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes-i-have-decided-to-own-blog-again-so.html' title=''/><author><name>DIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16430775271619842061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qabwdawzu9Q/SgLYkJ9JkSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RSDLK6oQ9Hc/S220/SSL24024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
