<?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-471460696807118199</id><updated>2012-02-04T21:38:45.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>neyra's love story</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.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-471460696807118199.post-5373842690405809457</id><published>2012-02-04T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T21:38:45.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you know when you're in love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zlalvarez.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/fall-love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://zlalvarez.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/fall-love.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know you are in love when every time you start to think about the one you love, butterflies start flying in your stomach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know you are in love when you can't stop touching that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know you are in love when you feel miserable when you are away from that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know you are in love when you start planning a future in your head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know you are in love when can't stop smiling every time you see that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know you are in love when you feel like you can't live without the person. It feels like you can't be without them for even a second. When you see them you get excited because you know you’re going to spend time in your day with the person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know you are in love when you trust each other completely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know you are in love when you can have them hang out with your friends without being nervous or humiliated or any other feeling of insecurity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know you are in love when you can be yourself around them and they don't care how you act, they love you for who you are and you also don't want them to change, they are fine just the way they are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know you are in love when you have day/night dreams about you being together for the rest of your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know you are in love when you'll blush a lot even by the slightest comments like "You look nice today" and you have a tendency to stare and then when he notices, you'll look away blushing and smiling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know you are in love when you can picture yourself being married to them, having as many babies as you want or can handle, and died at an old age with them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don't even need to ask anyone else if what you're feeling is love, because you just know it deep down, and you feel like the other person knows too. It's this connection between you that you couldn't imagine life without, that you can't exactly describe, and that you never think to doubt. For me being in love is wonderful and yet painful. Because I love him I am going to wait. Love is worth any pain and wait. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-5373842690405809457?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/5373842690405809457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2012/02/how-do-you-know-when-youre-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/5373842690405809457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/5373842690405809457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2012/02/how-do-you-know-when-youre-in-love.html' title='How do you know when you&apos;re in love?'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-6607975898242133587</id><published>2012-01-21T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T19:35:13.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PyqOH7ZeZY4/TxuD4HcOOtI/AAAAAAAACh8/ma2SGjnihgk/s1600/Noah-s-JELOUS-D-tdis-noah-and-cody-7598028-1056-1184.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PyqOH7ZeZY4/TxuD4HcOOtI/AAAAAAAACh8/ma2SGjnihgk/s400/Noah-s-JELOUS-D-tdis-noah-and-cody-7598028-1056-1184.jpg" width="357" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy in romance is like salt in food. A little can enhance the savor, but too much can spoil the pleasure and, under certain circumstances, can be life-threatening. But when I would see the situation where I cant do anything, my first instinct, my first reaction would be jealousy, because she was doing what I wanted to do. I'm sorry fifteen alphabets, for this kind of feelings. It shouldn't be because you are not mine but only your heart is mine. ilysmmmm ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-6607975898242133587?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/6607975898242133587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2012/01/jealous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/6607975898242133587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/6607975898242133587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2012/01/jealous.html' title='Jealous'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PyqOH7ZeZY4/TxuD4HcOOtI/AAAAAAAACh8/ma2SGjnihgk/s72-c/Noah-s-JELOUS-D-tdis-noah-and-cody-7598028-1056-1184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-3060017687846918272</id><published>2011-12-18T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T16:03:36.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>budak MU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="265" src="http://www.thecolorsmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/long-distance-relationship.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bila aku sedih, kau buat aku senyum kembali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bila aku sakit, kau teman aku setiap hari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan insomnia aku sudah ada ubatnya kini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kau ubat tidur aku setiap dinihari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sepuluh jam menanti semalam, sudah diganti dengan sepuluh jam di atas talian malam tadi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;terima kasih budak MU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku hargai dan hanya kau yang mengerti. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/471460696807118199-3060017687846918272?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/3060017687846918272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/12/budak-mu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/3060017687846918272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/3060017687846918272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/12/budak-mu.html' title='budak MU'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-731232993568610481</id><published>2011-12-18T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T10:30:25.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halal relationship till in Jannah, Insyaallah</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3k75QdqW9Yk" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I wish there will be someone propose me like this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;"bercinta lepas kahwin must be much more awesome and full with barakah"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;tahniah &lt;a href="http://denakamarulbahrin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dena&lt;/a&gt; dan Ariff.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-731232993568610481?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/731232993568610481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/12/halal-relationship-till-in-jannah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/731232993568610481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/731232993568610481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/12/halal-relationship-till-in-jannah.html' title='Halal relationship till in Jannah, Insyaallah'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3k75QdqW9Yk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-6424843102360816874</id><published>2011-11-09T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T09:37:01.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jika namamu yang tertulis di lauhul mahfudz untuk diriku....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.infobarrel.com/media/image/58324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://www.infobarrel.com/media/image/58324.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika namamu yang tertulis di lauhul mahfudz untuk diriku....nescaya rasa cinta itu akan Allah tanamkan pada diri kita. Tugasku bukan mencari dirimu tapi mensolehahkan diriku. Wahai seseorang yang tertulis di lauhul mahfuz ku.... Imamku dan ayah dari anak-anakku. Engkau yang bersama dalam perjalananku nanti...aku percaya kamu sedang memperbaiki dirimu untuk menjadi imam bagi tulang rusukmu dan buah hatimu kelak ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-6424843102360816874?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/6424843102360816874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/11/jika-namamu-yang-tertulis-di-lauhul.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/6424843102360816874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/6424843102360816874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/11/jika-namamu-yang-tertulis-di-lauhul.html' title='Jika namamu yang tertulis di lauhul mahfudz untuk diriku....'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-3046210637495200814</id><published>2011-09-14T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T10:04:17.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love rhyme</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A heart is not a play thing,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A heart is not a toy,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But if you want it broken,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just give it to a boy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Boys they like to play with things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To see what makes them run,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But when it comes to kissing,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They do it just for fun.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Boys never give their hearts away,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They play us girls for fools,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They wait untill we give our hearts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And then they play it cool.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You will wonder where he is a night&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You will wonder if hes true,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One moment you will be happy,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One moment you will be blue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you get a chance to see him&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your heart begins to dance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your life revolves around him,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Theres nothing like romance.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And then it starts to happen,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You worry day and night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You see, my friend, you're losing him&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It never turns out right.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Boys are great, though immature&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The price you pay is high,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He may seem sweet and gorgeous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But remember, hes a guy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't fall in love with just a boy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That takes alot of nerve.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You see, my friend, you need a man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To get what you deserve.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So when you think that you're in love,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be careful if you can&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Before you give your&amp;nbsp;heart away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Make sure that hes a man.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-3046210637495200814?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/3046210637495200814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-rhyme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/3046210637495200814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/3046210637495200814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-rhyme.html' title='Love rhyme'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-4058563131884574045</id><published>2011-08-08T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T05:25:11.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bila masa berlalu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rc2KGaOyfqc/Tj_UiVG_aBI/AAAAAAAABug/Gpb1QNM9ab4/s1600/Time_for_love_by_screamst.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rc2KGaOyfqc/Tj_UiVG_aBI/AAAAAAAABug/Gpb1QNM9ab4/s400/Time_for_love_by_screamst.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bila masa berlalu...&lt;br /&gt;susah untuk gambarkan ceritera yang sedang berlaku...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kerana kita sendiri juga tidak tahu...&lt;br /&gt;bagaimana untuk mengambarkan kisah itu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;biar hati ini sakit, biar hati ini pendam tanda tanya itu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;biar kasih dan cinta itu padam semua kisah lalu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;biar masa terus berlalu bawa semua ceritera itu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;biar aku pergi dengan masa yang berlalu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maafkan aku hati, kerana terus biar kau disakiti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maafkan aku kasih, biar saja aku mati...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maafkan aku kerana biarkan masa ini berlalu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-4058563131884574045?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/4058563131884574045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/08/bila-masa-berlalu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/4058563131884574045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/4058563131884574045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/08/bila-masa-berlalu.html' title='bila masa berlalu...'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rc2KGaOyfqc/Tj_UiVG_aBI/AAAAAAAABug/Gpb1QNM9ab4/s72-c/Time_for_love_by_screamst.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-1530319001084379381</id><published>2011-07-29T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T11:57:24.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Berhenti mencari rindu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AtaP75zG6Gk" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku berhenti mencari rindu&lt;br /&gt;yang pernah kau titipkan kepekatan malam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku berhenti mencari rindu&lt;br /&gt;yang pernah kau titipkan pada teriknya matahari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku berhenti mencari rindu di pagi ketika embun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bercumbu dengan kabut, aku lelah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mencuba mengungkap hasrat hati, aku tak mampu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mengakui bisik hati, di hadapanmu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jadi aku berhenti untuk semua perjuangan yang tidak bererti ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maaf, semoga kelak kau mengertil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Demi cinta Allah yang ku kejar, kuatkan hatiku untuk bertahan, berikan ku kecerdasan akal untuk sentiasa berfikir tentang kuasaMu, hulurkan pertolonganMu di saat-saat aku hampir tewas, sinarkan Nur hidayahMu untuk aku terus di jalanMu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;untuk awak yang saya sayang dan cinta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;selamat malam, awak ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-1530319001084379381?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carry you around when your arthritis is bad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All i wanna do, is grow old with you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll get you medicine when your tummy aches &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Build you a fire if the furnace breaks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, it could be so nice growing old with you,.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll miss you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kiss you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Give you my coat when you are cold &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Need you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feed you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even let you hold the remote control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Put you to bed when you've had too much to drink &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh I could be the man that grows old with you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna grow old with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear sayang, I wanna grow old with you....Insyaallah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-7235901421720171747?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/7235901421720171747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-izm3PrnytM4/Th_OXWuPnJI/AAAAAAAABqY/wtRdZfDDzmk/s400/ivdrips.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I.Dont.Like.This&lt;/b&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/471460696807118199-2652097288887370162?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/2652097288887370162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/07/medicines-and-iv-drips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/2652097288887370162'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>untuk awak, anak Muhammad itu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"saya benci sebab saya harus menunggu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;saya benci sebab saya harus sabar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;saya benci sebab saya selalu rindukan awak.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;saya benci sebab saya tak bencikan awak.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;saya benci sebab saya cintakan awak."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;untuk awak, anak Muhammad itu,&lt;br /&gt;Cinta adanya di dalam lubuk hati,&lt;br /&gt;jika harapan &amp;amp; keinginan yang berlebih akan cinta,&lt;br /&gt;maka yang di dapat adalah kehampaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk awak, anak Muhammad itu.&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih kerana hadir dalam hidup saya.&lt;br /&gt;tidak kisah sama ada ianya sementara, atau selamanya.&lt;br /&gt;minta maaf&amp;nbsp;andai saya pernah buat salah pada awak.&lt;br /&gt;sesungguhnya masih ada kekhilafan dari dalam diri ini.&lt;br /&gt;tiada yang sempurna tuhan ciptakan di muka bumi ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk awak, anak Muhammad itu.&lt;br /&gt;jika diberi pilihan,&lt;br /&gt;saya hanya akan sentuh awak di tempat yg takkan membatalkan wudhu awak,&lt;br /&gt;iaitu hati awak.&lt;br /&gt;dan saya&amp;nbsp;hanya ingin cinta yang halal di mata dunia dan akhirat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk awak, yang bernama&lt;br /&gt;******** ***** *** *****&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih&lt;br /&gt;untuk enam puluh tiga hari yang awak luangkan untuk saya.&lt;br /&gt;untuk si hijau comel itu,&lt;br /&gt;untuk si hitam wangi itu,&lt;br /&gt;untuk si coklat petak itu,&lt;br /&gt;untuk si merah hati itu,&lt;br /&gt;untuk semua kenangan itu.&lt;br /&gt;jaga si kembar hijau seperti awak jaga maruah diri awak.&lt;br /&gt;jaga memori itu seperti awak jaga hati awak.&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih untuk semuanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan hidup dengan topeng di wajah awak.&lt;br /&gt;Hidup dalam kepura-puraan hanya akan menyeksa awak.&lt;br /&gt;Tunjukkan diri awak dan katakan 'Inilah AKU'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebSPmSlluj0/Th890ieUFYI/AAAAAAAABqU/tLQSZ83hX6E/s1600/getfile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebSPmSlluj0/Th890ieUFYI/AAAAAAAABqU/tLQSZ83hX6E/s400/getfile.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ya Allah ya Tuhanku,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seandainya telah engkau takdirkan dia bukan miliku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bawalah ia jauh dari pandanganku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luputkanlah ia dari ingatanku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dan peliharalah aku dari kekecewa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Berikanlah aku kekuatan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Melontar bayangannya jauh ke dada langit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hilang bersama senja nan merah agar aku bahagia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walaupun tanpa bersama dengannya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ya Allah yang maha dikasihi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Agarku bisa bahagia semula&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gantikanlah yang hilang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tumbuhkan yang telah patah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walaupun tidak sama dengan dirinya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ku inginkan bahagia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Di dunia dan akhirat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PadaMu Tuhan ku mohon segala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya Allah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pasrahkanlah aku dengan takdirmu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sesungguhnya ku mohon apa yang telah Kau takdirkan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ku harap dia adalah yang terbaik buatku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kerana Engkau maha mengetahui segala isi hatiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Segala yang terbaik buat hamba Mu ini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peliharalah aku dari kemurkaanMu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amin.. Ya Rabbal A’lamin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-8120860175189014016?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/8120860175189014016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/07/untuk-awak-anak-muhammad-itu.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/8120860175189014016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/8120860175189014016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/07/untuk-awak-anak-muhammad-itu.html' title='untuk awak, anak Muhammad itu.'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebSPmSlluj0/Th890ieUFYI/AAAAAAAABqU/tLQSZ83hX6E/s72-c/getfile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-447559068255730976</id><published>2011-07-13T22:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T01:15:08.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sebab mengapa anda perlu menjadi SINGLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="307" src="http://christian-dating-service-plus.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/singles-flirt-up-your-life.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kalau bercinta perlu ke bangga? perlu ke menunjuk? tergedik sana sini bergesel macam kucing gatal antara satu sama lain? tahukah anda, jadi single adalah lebih cool dari couple? dibawah adalah antara sebab-sebab mengapa anda perlu menjadi single...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Bebas dan berdikari&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nak shopping ke, pergi mana ke tak payah fikir macam-macam. bila rasa bosan, terus pergi mana yang kita suka dan apa yang kita nak buat. nak beli baju baju, potong rambut ke, nak beli handphone baru ke, tak perlu mintak izin or nasihat pasangan. bukan dah sah suami kita atau isteri kita sibuk nak mintak izin bagai kan? BEBAS untuk buat apa sahaja tanpa perlu fikir komitmen yang ada. nak keluar lepak dengan kawan-kawan dan berkenalan dengan ramai kenalan baru juga tak perlu ada rasa risau pasangan kita rasa cemburu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Jadi rakan yang baik&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;siapa kata takde couple kita membosankan? banyak masa terluang itu boleh kita luangkan bersama rakan-rakan. pergi shopping sama-sama, tengok wayang ke, buat aktiviti berfaedah sikit kan? sekurang-kurangnya boleh erat kan lagi hubungan antara rakan-rakan. masa ni lah kita nak kenal siapa diri kita, siapa kawan-kawan kita. kalau dah sibuk couple, ada korang ingat kawan-kawan? ada masa nak lepak bersama?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Lebih banyak masa berkualiti di rumah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kalau dah couple mesti tak lekat kat rumah kan? sekurangnya kalau jadi single, kita akan lebih banyak masa akan dihabiskan di rumah bersama keluarga. apa salahnya tolong ibu dan bapa dirumah, buat aktiviti bersama untuk eratkan lagi hubungan kekeluargaan? ada sentimental value yang tersendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Kaut keuntungan dengan part-time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dah banyak sangat masa sebab takde couple untuk dating, mana tahu kita boleh kerja part time kan? tak pun cari side income lain dari kerja-kerja yang boleh dibuat dari rumah je ke? business apa-apa ke. blogging pun boleh lepas tu kenal kawan-kawan baru kalau pergi gathering ke mana-mana. mana lah tahu masa ni lebih ramai kenal kawan yang sama minat dengan kita?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Jimat kos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yang ni memang tak dapat disangkalkan lagi. kalau dah single serius kos hidup tak meninggi. cuma fikir kalau berdating setiap hari tak ke kos meningkat? nak kena bawak pasangan keluar makan, tengok wayang, duit minyak kereta lagi, shopping lagi, hadiah anniversary la hadiah hari jadi la macam-macam. bila dah single, kita boleh jimat kos dan simpan duit yang leih tu untuk kegunaan masa hadapan. boleh belanja untuk keinginan pelik-pelik seperti melancong bersama kawan-kawan, beli handphone baru, laptop baru, iPad ke apa kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Kurang beban tanggungjawab&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kalau dah single, sememangnya akan kurang sedikit beban. tak perlu risau nak jaga hati pasangan ke, kawan-kawan si dia ke. tak perlu risau juga tentang penerimaan keluarga. lepas tu kalau dah single ni, memang takde beban nak pujuk pasangan merajuk atau pening pikir hari-hari nak bergaduh ke apa. apa yang penting, tanggungjawab untuk diri sendiri. semua keputusan terletak pada tangan kita sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;nota kaki: heh, aku SINGLE ke? bai.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-447559068255730976?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/447559068255730976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/07/sebab-mengapa-anda-perlu-menjadi-single.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/447559068255730976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/447559068255730976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/07/sebab-mengapa-anda-perlu-menjadi-single.html' title='Sebab mengapa anda perlu menjadi SINGLE'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-3399581992999704427</id><published>2011-06-29T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T10:32:43.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untuk Awak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pV1S7RIVZ1U/TgthbRUoDTI/AAAAAAAABi4/97c5FzFrczs/s1600/Hold-hands_tips-romantic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pV1S7RIVZ1U/TgthbRUoDTI/AAAAAAAABi4/97c5FzFrczs/s400/Hold-hands_tips-romantic.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya tidak pernah beritahu awak tentang sesuatu perkara yang saya sendiri tidak pasti sebenarnya. awak tahu ke apa perkara yang satu itu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya bahagia bila awak kembalikan senyuman saya yang hilang itu. buat satu ketika, saya rasa awak akan buat saya tersenyum sampai bila-bila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya gembira bila awak sentiasa ada untuk saya. bila saya perlukan awak, awak ada untuk saya. hingga saya terfikir, awak akan teman saya sampai akhir nafas saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;semua itu sementara. saya tahu pelangi yang tuhan cipta untuk saya itu indahnya sementara. saya tahu tiada pelangi yang akan kekal disitu. walaupun saya sentiasa berharap tuhan kurniakan pelangi kekal buat saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya rasa awak tahu perkara yang satu itu. yang saya sendiri takut. dan awak juga takut. pengalaman lalu mengajar kita perasaan takut itu. tapi awak tahu tak? semua orang layak diberi peluang kedua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;terima kasih kerana hadir dalam hidup saya. tidak kisah sama ada ianya sementara, atau selamanya. untuk awak yang saya kasihi, saya hargai awak ada dalam hidup saya ketika ini.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;apabila tiada hati yang faham tentang melankolik hati yang sedang melanda diri. jatuh tergadah di tempat yang salah tidak tersambut. aku tanya dalam diam, dengan mata pejam. wujud sunyi tanpa soalan dan jawapan dari sang pelangi. telanjang jiwa aku mengadap tuhan. sayu rindu, kecamuk hati yang satu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-3399581992999704427?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/3399581992999704427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/06/untuk-awak.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/3399581992999704427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/3399581992999704427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/06/untuk-awak.html' title='Untuk Awak.'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pV1S7RIVZ1U/TgthbRUoDTI/AAAAAAAABi4/97c5FzFrczs/s72-c/Hold-hands_tips-romantic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-2638322794402426106</id><published>2011-04-26T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T09:54:31.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila April</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ReZNuLjMxrQ/TbevSZIX7xI/AAAAAAAABLI/8QyiWfImxus/s1600/tumblr_lfm40tWfHG1qaqxcdo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ReZNuLjMxrQ/TbevSZIX7xI/AAAAAAAABLI/8QyiWfImxus/s1600/tumblr_lfm40tWfHG1qaqxcdo1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Di mana ku letakkan jiwa ini... seakan berterbangan untuk mencari tempatnya. Hatiku kan selama memuja dan menyinta...kau kekasih ku hilang..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bila April tiba&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hati mula berkata&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Setahun lamanya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perkenalan kita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ku tanya padamu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kapankah hatimu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Akan ku miliki&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Selama abadi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Di April yang itu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kau katakan padaku&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sabarlah menanti&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Takkan lama lagi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kau senyum bermakna&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Padaku kau pinta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Berikanlah oh waktu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kenalilah dirimu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bila bila April&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aku menantimu, aku menantimu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dan bila April, bila April&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dapatku pastikan, cintaku ini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dan bila, bila April&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bibirku pasti akan bertanya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kapankah kau milik ku..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RqFsYLB9QjY/TbhJ_iKaJ0I/AAAAAAAABLM/RynG8OUhKz0/s1600/270420111215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RqFsYLB9QjY/TbhJ_iKaJ0I/AAAAAAAABLM/RynG8OUhKz0/s320/270420111215.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A&lt;b&gt;PRIL'S CUPCAKE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;too many history happened from April 2006 untill April 2011. 5 years already, but still can't forget about it as we still close with each other. You are my bestfriend, my soulmate, my everything. Thank you dear, and I wish you good luck in your future. Congratulation for your new job. I wish that our friendship is last forever, MSA ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;p/s: the chocolate cupcake and baby E72 like some symbolic that only I know what it is. =.=&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-2638322794402426106?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/2638322794402426106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/04/bila-april.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/2638322794402426106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/2638322794402426106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/04/bila-april.html' title='Bila April'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ReZNuLjMxrQ/TbevSZIX7xI/AAAAAAAABLI/8QyiWfImxus/s72-c/tumblr_lfm40tWfHG1qaqxcdo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-432299736580556735</id><published>2011-03-21T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T01:44:57.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside every girls' heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0zfdy840wgE/TYcP_J2y3WI/AAAAAAAABAc/pXEfoDRU_F8/s1600/images+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0zfdy840wgE/TYcP_J2y3WI/AAAAAAAABAc/pXEfoDRU_F8/s1600/images+%25282%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inside every girls' heart, there is always a boy who is not their boyfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They may be once loved, or they may have like one another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But why aren't they together?....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps, it was because some other friends hence he/she did not pursue you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or perhaps because of his/hers family, both of you did not be together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or maybe she was just being considerate towards her own future that she did not waited for you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps you just got to know each other too early,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;therefore you did not know how to treasure one another,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe you just got to know one another too late,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where you have already got someone with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or maybe you just got to realize it too late,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when he/she is no longer waiting for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or perhaps you were too busy guessing what was in his/her heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you did not make any move after all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, even if both of you did not get together&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are still friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you know it clearly at the bottom of your heart that for this person,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you would simple care just a little more than any friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although you could not hold his/her hand and go shopping just like any boyfriend/girlfriend did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you are friends that can chat almost about anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When she has someone she adores, you will try helping her to pursue him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yet you were not too sure if you would ever wish that she would success&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When she is in trouble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You will try your very best to help her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and never even think of reciprocation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When your boyfriend/girlfriend is jealous,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you will just tell your boyfriend/girlfriend that they are just a friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But deep down your heart, you weren't even sure if that is true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In everyone's life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there must be a special friend like this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone that causes you such confusion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At first, you might not like to be "just friends"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But as time goes by, you will soon realize that this is the best for both,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You would rather care for him/her this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;than to be together and broke it off someday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You would prefer to be his/her friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so that you will not get jealous about each other and hence you could talk about almost everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Especially in this way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you will know that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she will forever care for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even when we could not be made a couple,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what harm does it brings even being a special friend of hers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Does this remind you of someone that is in your heart now? Who that is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are often too many relationships that&amp;nbsp;does not correspond,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and only ended up not being friends anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You may always feel that it could have been better friendship instead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But eventually, just because of a simple sentence such as "I like you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and if you did not correspond in the same way, it may put your friendship at risk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and hence it is completely comprehensible that why some people will never take such a step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because it is really like a gamble,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after you had confess your love, you could either be a couple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or you could no longer be friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because there are things that we are not able to predict, perhaps if he/she does not mind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you could still be friend, but there are certain things that is no longer the same as before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-432299736580556735?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/432299736580556735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/03/inside-every-girls-heart.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/432299736580556735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/432299736580556735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/03/inside-every-girls-heart.html' title='Inside every girls&apos; heart...'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0zfdy840wgE/TYcP_J2y3WI/AAAAAAAABAc/pXEfoDRU_F8/s72-c/images+%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-1250846427033119721</id><published>2011-03-06T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T10:44:34.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terima seadanya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cinta adanya di dalam lubuk hati, jika harapan &amp;amp; keinginan yang berlebih akan cinta, maka yang di dapat adalah kehampaan. Terimalah cinta apa adanya. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-1250846427033119721?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/1250846427033119721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/03/terima-seadanya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1250846427033119721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1250846427033119721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/03/terima-seadanya.html' title='Terima seadanya...'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-2800066658145398172</id><published>2011-01-16T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T12:07:35.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rasa itu... RINDU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TTNH1s125sI/AAAAAAAAA3A/rr5cfd-tTdU/s1600/2776051393_de2e695b7b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TTNH1s125sI/AAAAAAAAA3A/rr5cfd-tTdU/s1600/2776051393_de2e695b7b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;rindu. apa itu rindu bagi kamu? tanya mereka,"Apakah makna rindu itu sebenarnya?". Rindu adalah meninggalkan yang majazi dan menggapai yang hakiki. Rindu adalah menyatukan segala takluk pada jasmani dan rohani. Rindu adalah segala keluh-kesah dan tunduk menyerah. Dan sekian banyak lagi nukilan jiwa tentang rasa yang menjalar itu. Namun tentunya, si perindu adalah terpelihara daripada cela nista,jika itu adalah pelukan daripada hadrat kekasihnya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ada pertemuan, ada perpisahan, dan disinilah makna rindu itu memberi peranan. tapi, ada juga yang tidak bertemu, masih terasa rindu itu. tidak percaya? hanya tuhan sahaja yang tahu perasaan rindu kita kepada orang yang tersayang. seberapa penting rindu itu tergantung kepada orang yang dirindui, dan seberapa lama rindu itu bertahan terhadap orang yang dirindui. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ada orang, walaupun jauh beribu batu sekalipun, masih berhubung untuk menghilangkan rindu. tapi, tuhan saja yang tahu perasaan itu bagaimana. siapa yang berdaya menahan rasa rindu? apabila rindu itu menyapa, sakitnya rasa yang menghimpit hati itu hanya yang merindui sahaja yang merasainya bukan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rindu itu datang lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;menyapa diri di kala sepi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;melakar rasa di lubuk hati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wahai rindu mengapa menghimpit hati?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;andai aku tahu ini rasa rindu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;merindui si cinta hati yang dikasihi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;menyayangi dia sepenuh hati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku pasti mencari rindu itu dari dulu lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;akan aku simpan rindu ini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;terjalin rapi di tangkai hati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;biar tersemat kukuh tidak berlari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;merungkai segala kekeliruan hakiki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku ingin engkau disini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;menemani saat aku sepi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku rindu setengah mati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tanpa kau di sisi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kadang aku lelah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kadang aku sedar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sakitnya menahan rindu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;indahnya rasa rindu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku hanya ada kamu&lt;br /&gt;aku rindu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;coretan rasa rindu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;170111 :&amp;nbsp;0400&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-2800066658145398172?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/2800066658145398172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/01/rindu.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/2800066658145398172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/2800066658145398172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/01/rindu.html' title='Rasa itu... RINDU'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TTNH1s125sI/AAAAAAAAA3A/rr5cfd-tTdU/s72-c/2776051393_de2e695b7b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-7041855875564402115</id><published>2011-01-13T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T23:07:13.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TS_2ExQF0UI/AAAAAAAAA2E/1mWq1P4ITSg/s1600/1535872248_6190c8d25d_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TS_2ExQF0UI/AAAAAAAAA2E/1mWq1P4ITSg/s320/1535872248_6190c8d25d_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to dream of eyes so blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And loving arms to hold me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to dream of heroic knights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And how gracious they would be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to dream of how I wouldn’t settle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For anything less than best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to dream of how he would majestically&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lay all fears to rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to dream of fairy tales,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How wondrous would they be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to dream of story books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All patterned after me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to dream of a lot of things,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the moment I met you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I immediately stopped dreaming,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because all of my dreams came true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-7041855875564402115?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/7041855875564402115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/01/dreaming.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7041855875564402115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7041855875564402115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/01/dreaming.html' title='Dreaming'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TS_2ExQF0UI/AAAAAAAAA2E/1mWq1P4ITSg/s72-c/1535872248_6190c8d25d_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-2929678535101645939</id><published>2011-01-02T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T20:04:26.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning about Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TSFKSd7zEkI/AAAAAAAAAy8/rEnRnrUfTSk/s1600/1127334157ShXFOY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TSFKSd7zEkI/AAAAAAAAAy8/rEnRnrUfTSk/s320/1127334157ShXFOY.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You must love yourself before you can love another. But before you can love yourself, you must know and understand yourself profoundly. This deep understanding of yourself will automatically lead you to love yourself (since you will become aware of your divine essence) and you will also love every other person at that same moment (because you will recognize that same divine essence in every other person).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is always the risk of getting hurt (when love switches to fear), so remember to fully love and trust in your constant decision to love rather than fear.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Recognize that any feeling of jealousy is a clear sign of fear. Therefore the most appropriate response is to begin loving again (since we cannot love and fear at the same time).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Realize what you have while you have it, and care for the person you trust.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If something comes to an end, try to let go rather than holding on; it's for the best.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The idea of love is fueled by childhood fantasies. The love shown in movies, as obtainable as it may be, is rare to say the least.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You just may find your soulmate sooner than you intended.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you feel any doubt of the love your partner has for you, make sure that your suspicions are grounded in reality. If you hurt your partner as a result of undeserved mistrust, he/she may end up doubting both your love for them and theirs for you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't ask for love. You should receive love because your partner wants to give you love, not because you want it from your partner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not force love. It will come in good time—perhaps not with the person you initially want, but love definitely will come if you are willing to share it with someone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-2929678535101645939?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/2929678535101645939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/01/warning-about-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/2929678535101645939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/2929678535101645939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2011/01/warning-about-love.html' title='Warning about Love.'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TSFKSd7zEkI/AAAAAAAAAy8/rEnRnrUfTSk/s72-c/1127334157ShXFOY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-3804208764943670944</id><published>2010-12-04T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T07:09:54.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BROKEN HEART</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TPpZs8YtssI/AAAAAAAAAv8/CdB_3l8NCaQ/s1600/broken-heart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TPpZs8YtssI/AAAAAAAAAv8/CdB_3l8NCaQ/s320/broken-heart.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART is when you actually refuse to get out of bed in the morning because you are afraid of the reality that awaits you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART is when you think about the individual that broke your heart constantly. You reminisce the "Good Times" almost as if the "Bad Times" never existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART is when you are crying yourself to sleep every night &amp;amp; yet crying more &amp;amp; more each morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART is the unforgettable smell of his shirt that sits in that empty box; stowed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART is the cold shattering feeling you receive when you hear the syllables of his name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART is glancing at the pictures of the two of you, &amp;amp; then quickly turning your attention to something else to avoid your tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART is re-reading his ancient letters &amp;amp; putting away the jewelry that he once bought for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART is secretly wanting to run back to him &amp;amp; secretly wanting to just be loved by him again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART is asking desperately for just one last chance with the only person responsible for your loneliness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART is pretending to not care what his friends are saying about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART is forcing yourself to hang up the phone after you have dialed the first three digits to his number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART is screaming &amp;amp; begging for a second chance inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART is the emptiness &amp;amp; heart-wrenching feeling you encounter when you see him with his new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART is knowing that no matter what you do or say to yourself, you can't fool your heart into believing that you will in fact "Be Alright."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART is seeing him, &amp;amp; even though it may be the hardest thing that you have ever had to do, you decide to walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART is listening to that one song that makes you break down over &amp;amp; over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A BROKEN HEART sometimes means: not wanting to go on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-3804208764943670944?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/3804208764943670944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/12/broken-heart.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/3804208764943670944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/3804208764943670944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/12/broken-heart.html' title='BROKEN HEART'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TPpZs8YtssI/AAAAAAAAAv8/CdB_3l8NCaQ/s72-c/broken-heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-6381005795640941874</id><published>2010-11-06T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T07:51:35.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling in love? but why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all want to fall in love. Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because that experience makes us feel completely alive,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where every sense is heightened,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and every emotion is magnified.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our everyday reality is shattered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we are flung into the heavens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It may only last a moment, an hour, or an afternoon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but that doesn't diminish its value,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because we are left with memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that we treasure for the rest of our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-7703328833798095316</id><published>2010-11-01T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T14:04:47.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lewat hening ini..</title><content type='html'>Lewat hening malam ini, &lt;br /&gt;pena aku masih menari mencoret sesuatu. &lt;br /&gt;sesuatu yang tidak mungkin terjadi berulang kali selepas ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bayangan semalam menghantui jiwaku lagi. &lt;br /&gt;aku takut , aku gusar. &lt;br /&gt;tapi, harta aku yang satu ini tidak mampu untuk menghalangnya terus hadir.&lt;br /&gt;seperti aku menanti esok fajar menyinsing, &lt;br /&gt;seperti itu juga aku menanti suatu anugerah yang tidak mampu aku miliki itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada kedewasaan yang meniti,&lt;br /&gt;ku lukiskan impian,&lt;br /&gt;ku ukirkan haluan,&lt;br /&gt;ketika itu terasa diriku kekosongan dalam pencarian hingga ku temui kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku coretkan padamu kata penyambung bicara. &lt;br /&gt;rasa malu aku itu bagaikan berlipat di dalam lembaran itu.&lt;br /&gt;bagaimana nanti tawamu itu yang aku tidak pasti, &lt;br /&gt;memberi harapan atau khayalan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hujan malam..seorang gadis ini dibuai sepi. &lt;br /&gt;Didadanya ada luka. &lt;br /&gt;Dihatinya ada sengsara. &lt;br /&gt;namun, redup tatapanku ini adalah luahan jiwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinta ini berhenti di sini, &lt;br /&gt;masih mencari sesuatu yang pasti. ♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pena rasa,&lt;br /&gt;neyra shazeyra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-7703328833798095316?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/7703328833798095316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/11/lewat-hening-ini.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7703328833798095316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7703328833798095316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/11/lewat-hening-ini.html' title='Lewat hening ini..'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-2869858311295912077</id><published>2010-10-18T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T12:27:35.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(video) Tanda Lelaki Sayang</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TakPsgpLB9A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TakPsgpLB9A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mengalir air mata aku saat aku melihat video ini. &lt;br /&gt;kesan di hati terasa kembali.&lt;br /&gt;minta maaf andai aku pernah buat salah dengan mereka yang pernah aku kasihi.&lt;br /&gt;sesungguhnya masih ada kekhilafan dari dalam diri ini.&lt;br /&gt;tiada yang sempurna tuhan ciptakan di muka bumi ini.&lt;br /&gt;dan, jujurnya aku juga begitu.&lt;br /&gt;akan aku mencintai dia sepenuh hatiku andai kata dia betul-betul menyayangi aku. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-2869858311295912077?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/2869858311295912077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/10/video-tanda-lelaki-sayang.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/2869858311295912077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/2869858311295912077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/10/video-tanda-lelaki-sayang.html' title='(video) Tanda Lelaki Sayang'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-7692847063937071462</id><published>2010-10-08T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T12:45:13.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 bulan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/54433182@N07/5062267650/" title="holding_hands-1418 by neyrashazeyra, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="holding_hands-1418" height="292" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4107/5062267650_91e53e34e9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/471460696807118199-7692847063937071462?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/7692847063937071462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/10/6-bulan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7692847063937071462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7692847063937071462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/10/6-bulan.html' title='6 bulan.'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4107/5062267650_91e53e34e9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-6536007457013823272</id><published>2010-09-22T02:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T02:27:02.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doa untuk yang bercinta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TJnID2wOrCI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/IFFSVjl4fes/s1600/love_heart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TJnID2wOrCI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/IFFSVjl4fes/s320/love_heart1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519662786882219042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bingkisan doa untuk yang sedang bercinta:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ya Allah,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seandainya telah engkau catatkan &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dia milikku tercipta buatku&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Satukanlah hatinya dengan hatiku&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Titipkanlah kebahagian antara kami agar kemesraan itu abadi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dan ya Allah ya tuhanku yang maha mengasihi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seiringkanlah kami melayari hidup ini&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ketepian yang sejahtera dan abadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ya Tuhanku, yang Maha Pemurah&lt;br /&gt;Beri kekuatan jua harapan&lt;br /&gt;Membina diri yang lesu tak bermaya&lt;br /&gt;Semaikan setulus kasih di jiwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tetapi ya Allah,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seandainya telah engkau takdirkan d&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;ia bukan miliku&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bawalah ia jauh dari pandanganku&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Luputkanlah ia dari ingatanku&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dan peliharalah aku dari kekecewa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Berikanlah aku kekuatan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Melontar bayangannya jauh ke dada langit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hilang bersama senja nan merah agar aku bahagia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Walaupun tanpa bersama dengannya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ya Allah yang tercinta,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Agarku bisa bahagia semula&lt;br /&gt;Gantikanlah yang hilang&lt;br /&gt;Tumbuhkan yang telah patah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Walaupun tidak sama dengan dirinya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ku inginkan bahagia&lt;br /&gt;Di dunia dan akhirat&lt;br /&gt;PadaMu Tuhan ku mohon segala&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ya Allah,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pasrahkanlah aku dengan takdirmu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sesungguhnya ku mohon apa yang telah Kau takdirkan&lt;br /&gt;Ku harap dia adalah yang terbaik buatku&lt;br /&gt;Kerana Engkau maha mengetahui segala isi hatiku&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Segala yang terbaik buat hamba Mu ini&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelihara daku dari kemurkaanMu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ya Allah,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Engkau sahaja yang menjadi pemeliharaku&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ku pasrah kepadaMu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dengarlah rintihan dari hamba Mu yang daif ini&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jangan engkau biarkan aku sendirian&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Di dunia ini mahupun di akhirat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Demi untuk mengelakkan terjurusnya aku kearah kemaksiatan dan kemungkaran&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maka kurniakanlah aku seorang pasangan yang beriman&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yang bisa menemani aku&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Supaya aku dan dia sama-sama dapat melayari bahtera&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ke muara cinta yang Engkau redhai&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;dan kurniakanlah padaku keturunan yang soleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amin.. Ya Rabbal A’lamin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;nota untuk si dia:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Saat ini aku menanti diri menjadi yang halal buatmu. Aku hanya ingin cinta yang halal di mata dunia dan akhirat"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-6536007457013823272?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/6536007457013823272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/09/doa-untuk-yang-bercinta.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/6536007457013823272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/6536007457013823272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/09/doa-untuk-yang-bercinta.html' title='Doa untuk yang bercinta.'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TJnID2wOrCI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/IFFSVjl4fes/s72-c/love_heart1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-8528965418489161125</id><published>2010-08-26T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T22:29:53.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lelaki yang perlu DIJAUHI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;malas nak cakap banyak. kalau dah bercinta, hati jadi buta. eh bukan! kita yang buat diri kita buta sebenarnya. di bawah ini, tanda-tanda LELAKI YANG PERLU DIJAUHI. kalau ada tanda-tanda di bawah yang wujud dalam diri lelaki yang kamu cintai, haruslah dijauhi lelaki sebegitu. errr...terpulang kepada individu masing-masing. selamat bercinta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x3b.xanga.com/a24f94f1d2035269157557/z214694112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;TANDA-TANDA LELAKI YANG PERLU DIJAUHI:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) TERBURU-BURU MENGAJAK BERKAHWIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Baru je sebulan berkenalan, atau tak sampai sebulan kenal, tibe2 die berbicara tentang kahwin dan terus mengajak kamu bertunang dan terus berkahwin. konon2nya alasannya terlalu cinta dan takut kehilangan kamu. kalau lelaki yang benar2 jujur mahu jadikan kamu isterinya, dia mesti ingin mengambil masa yang agak lama untuk mengenal hati budi seterusnya mencari kerasian antara kamu. Makanya, mungkin dia terburu-buru kerana mempunyai maksud tersirat yang tidak kita ketahui niat buruknya. Berhati-hatilah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) KAYA DENGAN KATA-KATA MANIS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perempuan memang mudah terpikat dengan lelai romantik dan suka berkata2 manis dan pandai menyusun ayat. Tapi, awas! Kata majalah Remaja - “Berwaspadalah apabila dia sering mengeluarkan kata2 segalanya hanya untuk kita berdua atau kita akan sentiasa bersama selamanya walau apapun yg terjadi.” wahai rakan2, jangan mudah sangat percaya kata-kata lelaki seperti, pandai memujuk rayu. Sebenarnya, lelaki yang pndai bermain kata mempunyai maksud yang tersirat. Di awalnya segalanya akan sentiasa lembut dan penyanyang, namun setelah hubungan semakin lanjut, barulah si dia menunjukkan taringnya dan memasang perangkap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) SIKAPNYA BERUBAH-UBAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Si lelaki ini amat sukar difahami dan fikiran serta perlakuannya sering berubah-ubah. Kita tak dapat jangka setiap tingkah laku yg dilakukannya walaupun dalam masa yang singkat. Misalnya, di talian suara begitu ceria dan ceria untuk berjumpa, tapi menjadi masam dan berubah tiba-tiba apabila sudah berjumpa. Kamu juga rasa seperti tidak bebas dan tidak seronok, takut2 tersalah bicara dan melukakan hatinya. Jelas di sini, kamu tak jadi diri kamu sendiri tapi hanya memuaskan hati sebelah pihak sahaja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) TERLALU CEMBURU BUTA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lelaki ini harus dihindar secepat yang boleh. Bukan apa, apabila cemburu menguasai diri, apa saja boleh si dia lakukan, termasuk memaki hamun dan menuduh tanpa usul periksa, sehingga boleh mendatangkan kecederaan pada mana-mana pihak. Si dia tidak akan peduli samada kamu rapat atau bermesra dengan temat rapat atau sesiapa sahaja. Kalau boleh, kamu hanya untuk dia dan setiap saat kamu mesti menghantar laporan kepadanya. Jika kamu terus setia dengan lelaki seperti ini, kelak memakan diri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5) SUKA MERENDAH-RENDAHKAN KAMU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lelaki yang suka merendah-rendahkan diri kamu seolah-olah tiada rasa hormat kepada kamu. Setiap apa yang kamu lakukan dan pakai, pasti mengundang rasa tidak kena pada si dia. Lebih teruk kalau kamu tidak ikut arahannya. Dia akan terus memperlekehkan dan mengancam aku. Lambat laun, kamu akan rasa terlalu merendah diri dan hilang keyakinan diri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) SUKAR MENERIMA PENOLAKAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Si dia tidak akan sesekali menerima penolakan dari kamu. Jika kamu membantah kata2 dan keinginannya, dia tidak teragak-agak memarahi kamu dan memukul atau mencampak apa sahaja barang di sekitarnya. Lebih parah jika dia mula memukul kamu. Setiap perbuatannya tadi ditujukan kepada kamu, atas sebab kamu degil kerana tidak menurutinya. Kalau kamu terus berdamping dengan lelaki seperti ini, kelak kamu akan rasa seperti pak turut kepada lelaki ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7) GUNAKAN MATERIAL SEBAGAI GANTI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apa sahaja yang kamu minta mesti si dia akan cuba penuhi. Namun, tanpa disedari, itu merupakan cara untuk mengikat dan memerangkap kamu. kononnya, si dia telah menyempurnakan apa kamu minta, dan kini gilitan kamu untuk menyempurnakan permintaan dia. Kamu perlu berhati-hati, jangan ingat dia terlalu baik, kelak memakan diri. Jangan2 termakan budi, dibalas body!&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/471460696807118199-8528965418489161125?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/8528965418489161125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/08/lelaki-yang-perlu-dijauhi.html#comment-form' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/8528965418489161125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/8528965418489161125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/08/lelaki-yang-perlu-dijauhi.html' title='Lelaki yang perlu DIJAUHI'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-748672501049826532</id><published>2010-08-16T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T08:02:22.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biar (untouched version) - Fynn Jamal</title><content type='html'>mata tua yang memandang aku itu--&lt;br /&gt;bundar&lt;br /&gt;pudar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia tak mahu bilang apa yang mencengkam jiwa usangnya&lt;br /&gt;“biar”&lt;br /&gt;katanya, “biar”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahai ayahanda&lt;br /&gt;berhentilah walau sebentar&lt;br /&gt;dan renungkan mataku yang melaut&lt;br /&gt;khabarkan yang jujur dan ujar&lt;br /&gt;apa menyerabut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahai ayahanda&lt;br /&gt;bercukuplah menggagah tulang rapuhmu&lt;br /&gt;akukan lemahmu&lt;br /&gt;perikan penatmu&lt;br /&gt;kisahkan jerihmu&lt;br /&gt;aku mahu tahu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mata tua yang bagai ada sakti dewa-dewi itu--&lt;br /&gt;harum&lt;br /&gt;senyum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dipukaukan aku nan terus terpana dan terlupakan&lt;br /&gt;“biar”&lt;br /&gt;katanya lagi, “biar”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahai ayahanda&lt;br /&gt;bisikkanlah walau sekali&lt;br /&gt;izinkan aku menumpangkan bahu&lt;br /&gt;berikan aku seperca dari beban kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahai ayahanda&lt;br /&gt;lihatkanlah aku&lt;br /&gt;berlari kini&lt;br /&gt;melompat tinggi&lt;br /&gt;setiapnya kerna kau tak pernah pergi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, apa masih ingat lagi&lt;br /&gt;aku suka lari-lari?&lt;br /&gt;kau bagaikan tak peduli&lt;br /&gt;ku biar kau patah hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, apa masih tidak lupa&lt;br /&gt;tengking jerit sama-sama?&lt;br /&gt;makan tak mahu semeja&lt;br /&gt;sahabat lebih berharga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, apa mampu kau sudikan&lt;br /&gt;ampun maaf ku sujudkan?&lt;br /&gt;bisa tidak kau teruskan&lt;br /&gt;ku sesat kau tunjuk jalan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, apa layak aku bagi?&lt;br /&gt;tak terbalas sampai mati&lt;br /&gt;kau sungguh yang paling tinggi&lt;br /&gt;istanamu syurga nanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;credit: &lt;a href="http://fynnjamal.blogspot.com/2010/03/biar.html"&gt;blog Fynn Jamal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: hari-hari aku dengar lagu ni.&lt;div&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/471460696807118199-748672501049826532?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/748672501049826532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/08/biar-untouched-version-fynn-jamal.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/748672501049826532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/748672501049826532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/08/biar-untouched-version-fynn-jamal.html' title='Biar (untouched version) - Fynn Jamal'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-1696429481689083748</id><published>2010-08-14T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T13:03:24.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Distance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gundu.my/media/184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never in a million years did I think I'd find someone so utterly and completely perfect, someone who would make me happier than I ever dreamed I could be, someone that would touch my life so profoundly and just give me a whole new reason to breathe. But then I found you and realized that everything I anticipated you to be doesn't even compare to who you are. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-1696429481689083748?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/1696429481689083748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/08/distance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1696429481689083748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1696429481689083748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/08/distance.html' title='Distance.'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-5750757867384123984</id><published>2010-08-11T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T10:29:07.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love youu, sepet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TGLdk9wBZPI/AAAAAAAAAao/DadRnxQYbiU/s1600/L%C3%B6v%C3%AA+in+ci%C3%B1t%C4%83.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TGLdk9wBZPI/AAAAAAAAAao/DadRnxQYbiU/s320/L%C3%B6v%C3%AA+in+ci%C3%B1t%C4%83.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504205321721177330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Love is like a blazing flame, golden and full of warmth.” &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Love Youu, Sepet. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no matter what.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&gt;___&lt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-5750757867384123984?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/5750757867384123984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-youu-sepet.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/5750757867384123984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/5750757867384123984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-youu-sepet.html' title='Love youu, sepet.'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TGLdk9wBZPI/AAAAAAAAAao/DadRnxQYbiU/s72-c/L%C3%B6v%C3%AA+in+ci%C3%B1t%C4%83.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-3544079092093750284</id><published>2010-07-28T00:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T10:16:46.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips Memelihara Cinta Sejati</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 273px; HEIGHT: 312px" src="http://www.nataliedee.com/021109/true-love.jpg" width="272" height="344" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cinta bukanlah daripada kata-kata tetapi segumpal keinginan yang diberikan kepada hati yang memerlukan. Sememangnya hidup bercinta dan untuk dicintai amat mudah, tetapi untuk dicintai oleh orang yang kita cintai sukar diperoleh. Ikuti tip bagi memelihara cinta sejati.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Pilih pasangan yang sesuai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Janganlah sesekali jatuh cinta dengan seseorang yang sangat berpotensi. Wang dan rupa bukannya penyuntik cinta sejati. Terlalu banyak pasangan memilih teman hidup yang sebegini dengan harapan mereka berpeluang menikmati segalanya.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Secara jujur, tanyalah pada diri sendiri: "Dapatkah aku mencintai dia dengan cara yang sebenarnya tanpa harapan untuk berubah?" Jika tidak, buatlah keputusan untuk cari yang lain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Jangan terburu-buru&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jangan menurut kehendak nafsu seks. Pasangan yang melakukan hubungan seksual akan mencipta suatu keintiman yang salah dan boleh menuju ke arah kekecewaan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Percaya akan kelemahannya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jangan mengabaikan keputusan untuk memiliki sesuatu hubungan atau perkara yang diingininya. Misalnya, jika pasangan membuat suatu penyataan seperti, "saya tidak melaksanakan komitmen dengan baik?" percayalah dia.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anda seharusnya tanya pada diri sendiri; "adakah dia sudah bersdia menghabiskan waktu untuk aku atau semata-mata untuk hobinya kemudian baru mengingati aku"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Tutup mulut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jangan cuba menceritakan tentang keburukan atau kelemahan pasangan kepada rakan. Bertanggung jawab dalam mengungkap perasaan anda terhadapnya dan saling merahsiakan antara satu sama lain. Cara sebegini dapat mengelakkan daripada berlakunya sesuatu konflik dan hubungan emosional anda berdua.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Terima seadanya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Terima pasangan dengan niat hati yang ikhlas. Bukan hanya sewaktu bercinta, pada awal perkahwinan dan sewaktu berbulan madu, tetapi amalkan date night sekali seminggu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Jadi pemerhati&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bersikap pemerhati terhadap pasangan. Cuba memerhati dan memahami tingkah laku dan pemikirannya. Paling penting, sentiasa mengambil berat setiap apa yang berlaku. Ini mengelakkan daripada pasangan berani menipu dan cuba melakukan sesuatu di luar jangkaan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Buktikan siapa diri anda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fokus pada setiap perkara yang anda gemari dan tidak daripada pasangan, serta cuba berbincang cara bagaimana menyelesaikan masalah tersebut berdua.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Mr . Right kembali&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sedang asyik bercinta, orang yang pernah berpaut di hati anda suatu masa dahulu, tiba-tiba muncul di hadapan. Bagi anda yang menghadapi masalah sebegini, adalah suatu perkara sukar untuk diselesaikan, bukan?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perasaan buntu dan bercelaru tentunya datang dan memaksa diri membuat keputusan. Buat keputusan agar tidak menyintainya lagi. Lupakan segala sejarah silam dengan memulakan kehidupan dan cinta baru.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Bukan perigi cari timba&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anda tidak pernah merakan bahawa cinta sejati seperti objek yang keras atau seolah-olah berke! lakuan syok sendiri. Malah, anda haruslah sama-sama berinteraksi dan berbincang terhadap apa yang berlaku dalam perhubungan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Hargailah diri sendiri dan pasangan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hubungan yang sihat akan meningkatkan penghargaan diri dan pasangan. Untuk memperoleh hubungan yang lebih harmoni, setiap pasangan perlu menghargai diri sendiri dengan cuba mengungkapkan kata-kata romantis atau lakukan sesuatu kejutan terhadap dirinya.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://forum.tentangcinta.com/showthread.php?t=274"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Cinta Sejati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-3544079092093750284?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/3544079092093750284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/07/tips-memelihara-cinta-sejati.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/3544079092093750284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/3544079092093750284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/07/tips-memelihara-cinta-sejati.html' title='Tips Memelihara Cinta Sejati'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-8997550163311811529</id><published>2010-07-27T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T00:01:26.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanda-tanda lelaki yang jatuh cinta dgn jujur dan ikhlas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TE_Vl7OEXYI/AAAAAAAAAX0/aVx-CyDUlTg/s1600/bangun-hss-dgn-cinta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oKkqr2kIgA/TE_Vl7OEXYI/AAAAAAAAAX0/aVx-CyDUlTg/s320/bangun-hss-dgn-cinta.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498848517571239298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia bersungguh2 melakukan sesuatu utk kekasihnya dgn rela dan bukan kerana terpaksa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia sentiasa ingin menghiburkan kekasihnya dan sanggup berubah demi menyenangi hati pasangannya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia byk menasihati kekasihnya kerana si dia amat menyayangi kekasihnya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia berusaha mengongkong kebebasan kekasihnya kerana perasaan cemburunya yang meluap2. (maksud: mengambil berat stiap apa yg dilakukn oleh kekasihnya)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia sentiasa takut kehilangan kekasihnya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia sentiasa mengawasi pergerakan kekasihnya kerana si dia sentiasa berasa curiga jika kekasihnya dikacau lelaki lain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia tidak suka ada lelaki lain rapat dgn kekasihnya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia mudah merasa cemburu dan sensitif apabila kekasihnya tidak menumpukan sepenuh perhatian kepadanya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adakalanya si dia seperti seorang anak kecil yang meminta perhatian kerana si dia mahu kekasihnya melayannya lebih dari org lain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia menjadi org yg paling rajin dan sanggup membantu kekasihnya melakukan apa saja.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia pandai merajuk hati kerana ingin dipujuk dan dimanjai oleh kekasihnya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia akan menggelabah apabila kekasihnya berjauhan daripadanya terlalu lama.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia sentiasa memastikan keselamatan kekasihnya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia mementingkan kekasihnya daripada dirinya sendiri.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia kerap bertanya adakah kekasihnya mencintainya kerana si dia tidak mahu kasih sayang antara mereka menjadi luntur.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia tidak akan melayan perempuan lain yg tidak ada urusan penting dengannya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia cuba meluangkan lebih byk masa dgn kekasihnya walaupun terpaksa mengorbankan masa dirinya sendiri.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia membanggakan kekasihnya di depan org lain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kalau ditinggalkan oleh kekasihnya, si dia akan berasa serik dan tidak percaya dgn cinta perempuan lain namun si dia sentiasa mengharap kekasihnya kembali kepadanya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apabila timbul org ketiga,si dia akan hilang akal dan sanggup berbuat apa saja untuk merebut kembali kekasihnya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia menganggap kekasihnya sebagai org yg paling dipercayainya dan sanggup menyerahkan harta walaupun nyawanya sendiri.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia tidak akan berlaku curang kepada kekasihnya namun jikalau si dia berbuat demikian itu bererti hatinya belum 100% mencintai kekasihnya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si dia sanggup menitiskn air mata demi kekasihnya..Bukan semua lelaki sanggup menitiskan air mata hanya untuk seorang perempuan. &lt;i&gt;*Tidakkah anda terharu melihat seorang lelaki yg sanggup menitiskan air mata demi anda?*&lt;/i&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/471460696807118199-8997550163311811529?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/8997550163311811529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/07/tanda-tanda-lelaki-yang-jatuh-cinta-dgn.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-7182569347722498606</id><published>2010-07-14T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T00:27:12.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>apa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;apa yang kita baca, itu yang kita terapkan.&lt;br /&gt;apa yang kita lihat, itu yang kita dapat.&lt;br /&gt;apa yang kita pegang, itu yang kita banggakan.&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/471460696807118199-7182569347722498606?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/7182569347722498606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/07/apa.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7182569347722498606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7182569347722498606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/07/apa.html' title='apa?'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-4430032703249033581</id><published>2010-07-13T10:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T10:00:52.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious Love .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I cant decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whether to see you or not,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to see you because I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but there are times when I dont want to see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;because everytime I do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the fact that you dont see me the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I see you hurts me even more ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The weirdest thing happened the other morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I woke up with tears in my eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and one rolling down my cheek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and I knew I must have been dreaming of you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not supposed to love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not supposed to care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not supposed to live my life wishing you were there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not supposed to wonder where you are and what to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sorry I can't help myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're not worth the tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're not worth the heartache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't know why I give you the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're not worth the pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're not worth the emptiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't know why I wish you were mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sorry for crying over you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;because I said I wouldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I didn't promise you that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;because I knew it would be a promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I would never be able to keep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It takes a couple seconds to say Hello,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but forever to say Goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing hurts more than realising he meant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything to you, but you meant nothing to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love is a precious gift that people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;try to hold onto until the end of time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;even when there is nothing left to hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You learn to like someone when you find out what makes them laugh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but you can never truly love someone until you find out what makes them cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True love is when you have to watch a friend leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with the knowledge that you might never see him again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But you know he'll be in your mind and heart forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love starts with a smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grows with a kiss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and ends with a tear.&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/471460696807118199-4430032703249033581?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/4430032703249033581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/07/precious-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/4430032703249033581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/4430032703249033581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/07/precious-love.html' title='Precious Love .'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-4837327850412818571</id><published>2010-07-06T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T02:01:46.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 271px; height: 407px;" src="http://mirrorcracked.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/waiting-for-love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting...&lt;br /&gt;For you to express yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting...&lt;br /&gt;For you to say you want me.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting...&lt;br /&gt;To see your Smile and see you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting...&lt;br /&gt;For you to wrap your arms around me.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting...&lt;br /&gt;For you to never let me go.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting... for you to realize what is in front of your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;It seems as though I have been waiting a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;But, you are so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Each day brings us closer and closer together.&lt;br /&gt;...Waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/471460696807118199-4837327850412818571?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/4837327850412818571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/07/waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/4837327850412818571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/4837327850412818571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/07/waiting.html' title='waiting..'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-1495571326850573880</id><published>2010-06-18T21:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T21:57:37.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Takdir.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 251px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBg4WKVPxrE/ScMeyqgi86I/AAAAAAAAAS0/9kIeaUY-PsY/s400/muslimah+doa_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ketika duduk diantara kesepian sambil memandang gelitanya malam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;berdiam diri dalam gelap di rimba kesunyian pikiran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;terbungkus penderitaan yang mengharap ampunan-Mu terbuka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;agar masa kini membiarkan masa lalu dengan kenangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;melambai masa depan dengan keikhlasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;di kala kumemandang dengan hati pilu mengiris butir-butir kebahagiaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;saat merasakan derita dan pedihnya penderitaan yang jauh dari-Mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;di dalam keheningan yang diam telah kupasrahkan kepada-Mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;penuh dengan kerinduan yang mensesakkan dada mengharap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;kepada-Mu sebuah butir-butir kebahagiaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;di dunia impian dan akhirat kelak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yang mendakap kalbu tersembunyi dalam jiwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mengharap menemukan sebagian butir-butir dari kebahagian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dalam mengarungi bayangan kehidupan yang melangkah dijalanku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;memohon anugerah dan redha-Mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tercurah agar dapat menghirup segarnya kehidupan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dalam perjalanan jiwa mengucapkan kata-kata-Mu penuh kegaguman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dengan titisan air mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yang menjadi pendamai jiwa dan menggema dalam hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;merasakan butir-butir kebahagiaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;saat kehidupan menerima takdir kepastian-Mu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-1495571326850573880?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/1495571326850573880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/06/takdir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1495571326850573880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1495571326850573880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/06/takdir.html' title='Takdir.'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBg4WKVPxrE/ScMeyqgi86I/AAAAAAAAAS0/9kIeaUY-PsY/s72-c/muslimah+doa_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-627213188377642459</id><published>2010-06-13T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T04:24:35.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartless. yes, this is me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 315px; height: 229px;" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Mephisto216/NoHeart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the night, I hear 'em talk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the coldest story ever told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul to a woman so heartless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How could you be so heartless?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh... How could you be so heartless?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How could you be so, cold as the winter wind when it breeze, yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just remember that you talkin' to me though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You need to watch the way you talkin' to me, yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I mean after all the things that we've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I mean after all the things we got into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey yo, I know of some things that you ain't told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey yo, I did some things but that's the old me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And now you wanna get me back and you gon' show me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So you walk around like you don't know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You got a new friend, well I got homies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But in the end it's still so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the night, I hear 'em talk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the coldest story ever told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul to a woman so heartless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How could you be so heartless?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh... How could you be so heartless?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How could you be so Dr. Evil, you bringin' out a side of me that I dont know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I decided we weren't gon' speak so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why we up 3 A.M. on the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why does she be so mad at me fo'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Homie I dont know, she's hot and cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I won't stop, won't mess my groove up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause I already know how this thing go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You run and tell your friends that you're leaving me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They say that they don't see what you see in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You wait a couple months then you gon' see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'll never find nobody better than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the night, I hear 'em talk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the coldest story ever told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul to a woman so heartless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How could you be so heartless?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh... How could you be so heartless?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talkin', talkin', talkin', talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby let's just knock it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They don't know what we been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They don't know 'bout me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I got something new to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you just gon' keep hatin' me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And we just gon' be enemies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know you can't believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I could just leave it wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you can't make it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gon' take off tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Into the night....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the night, I hear 'em talk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the coldest story ever told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul to a woman so heartless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How could you be so heartless?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh... How could you be so heartless? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0yNU4SmQcHo"&gt;song: Heartless - The Fray&lt;/a&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/471460696807118199-627213188377642459?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/627213188377642459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/06/heartless-yes-this-is-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/627213188377642459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/627213188377642459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/06/heartless-yes-this-is-me.html' title='Heartless. yes, this is me.'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-5901580754237692901</id><published>2010-06-11T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:06:06.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote for today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_creFvG-mrlI/Sky4bJ1ORpI/AAAAAAAAADc/CaBYRKrEk3M/s320/love-sick1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Remember there's no such thing as a small act of kindness. Every act creates a ripple with no logical end." - Scott Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Love is like a blazing flame, golden and full of warmth." - Ben Oliver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance." - Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; As we grow older together, As we continue to change with age, There is one thing that will never change. . . I will always keep falling in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were given: Two hands to hold. To legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If we discovered we only had five minutes left to say all we wanted to say, every telephone booth would be occupied by people telling other people that they loved them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-5901580754237692901?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/5901580754237692901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/06/quote-for-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/5901580754237692901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/5901580754237692901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/06/quote-for-today.html' title='Quote for today.'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_creFvG-mrlI/Sky4bJ1ORpI/AAAAAAAAADc/CaBYRKrEk3M/s72-c/love-sick1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-4177264731163423977</id><published>2010-06-10T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T21:40:56.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling in love with your best friend: How to handle it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 221px; height: 164px;" src="http://www.graphics.iparenting.com/clipart/teenpower/KS89795.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fall in love with your best friend&lt;/span&gt; you never know what to expect. It can be the start of something beautiful, or the end of a friendship if the feelings aren't returned? feel the same way right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The most difficult part is...deciding whether or not to tell them that you have fallen in love with them will be the hardest decision that you ever make. No matter which choice you make you will wonder if you made the right one until you feel secure in the status in of that relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Falling in love is a different experience for everyone. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Friendships are valuable &lt;/span&gt;things that make people feel secure and loved. Falling in love with your best friend is a scary endeavor. Handling it can be even scarier. and i always get tucked in the middle of this problem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't panic! it's not the end of the world in fact &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it can be the beginning of something wonderful. &lt;/span&gt;You have trusted them with all of your secrets and they have been your rock through the hardest times of your life. Now you feel those feeling of friendship developing into more. This is a scary time for you and you become full of all sorts of hidden fears you have never felt before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are two big fears that come along with falling in love with your best friend. The first is whether or not to tell them and what if they don't feel the same way about you that you do about them. The second is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fear of losing your best friend. &lt;/span&gt;There is a superstition that friends that date cease to be friends when the relationship ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Should you choose to tell them instead of tucking the secret away from the light of day you need to pick you timing carefully. The best way to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; tell them is simply to be honest. &lt;/span&gt;The best time to tell them is usually when you begin to suspect that they fell the same way about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 168px;" src="http://kariborders.blogspot.com/collect/Forehead%20kiss%20copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So, how to deal with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span class="whb"&gt;Observe if he/she has the same feelings for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="whb"&gt;Take your time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="whb"&gt;Spend some time together&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="whb"&gt;Humor may help&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="whb"&gt;It's important to understand what he/she needs, and be there for him/her&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="whb"&gt;If you're lucky and compatible, things will work out&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="whb"&gt;After some time, you may just need to tell him/her&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now do the two of you act on your feelings? Provided the two of you choose to date each other you will want to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;take things slowly. &lt;/span&gt;You have to be careful because a bad ending to this relationship can cost you one of the most precious friendships that you have ever had.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Think about all of your actions before you take them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Communication is important&lt;/span&gt; in both friendship and dating. Make sure to keep that line of open communication that you had before you fell in love with them open after you fall in love with them. It may not be easy but it is vital in the preservation of the friendship even if nothing comes of the love you feel for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jealousy is not an attractive accessory&lt;/span&gt; on anyone. Should your best friend be involved with someone when you realize that you have fallen in love with them be supportive of the relationship. Tearing into the one they are with will only make you look bad, decrease the chances of having something more than friendship with them and increase the chances that the friendship will come to an abrupt halt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No matter what happens once you fall in love with your best friend you must always remember to live your life in a way that makes you happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;GOOD LUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="text_expose_id_4c11bb19be6217ad8af0e" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;(◡‿◡✿)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-4177264731163423977?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/4177264731163423977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/06/falling-in-love-with-your-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/4177264731163423977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/4177264731163423977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/06/falling-in-love-with-your-best-friend.html' title='Falling in love with your best friend: How to handle it?'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-1046582022643964691</id><published>2010-06-02T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T01:33:06.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Hurts Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 279px; height: 199px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs31/f/2008/199/1/c/love_hurts__by_CristinaN.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you're confused&lt;br /&gt;You do or you don't&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts&lt;br /&gt;You say it may change&lt;br /&gt;It will or it won't&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts&lt;br /&gt;You say we'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;We shall or we shan't&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts&lt;br /&gt;You say you're worth trust&lt;br /&gt;I can or I can't&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tell me to change&lt;br /&gt;I don't and I fail&lt;br /&gt;Cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;They tell me to work&lt;br /&gt;I won't and I fail&lt;br /&gt;Cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;They tell me to trust&lt;br /&gt;I shan't and I fail&lt;br /&gt;Cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;They tell me to smile&lt;br /&gt;I can't and I fail&lt;br /&gt;Cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell me to smile&lt;br /&gt;I try and I do&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts&lt;br /&gt;You tell me to trust&lt;br /&gt;I try and I will&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts&lt;br /&gt;You tell me to work&lt;br /&gt;I try and I shall&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts&lt;br /&gt;You tell me to change&lt;br /&gt;I try and I can&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;notes:&lt;br /&gt;never love a love that hurts...&lt;br /&gt;never hurt a love that loves.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-1046582022643964691?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/1046582022643964691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-hurts-poem.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1046582022643964691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1046582022643964691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-hurts-poem.html' title='Love Hurts Poem'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-2202852417983998876</id><published>2010-05-31T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:26:37.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love For Gaza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I never knew death until I saw the bombing of a refugee camp&lt;br /&gt;Craters filled with disfigured ankles and splattered torsos&lt;br /&gt;But no sign of a face, the only impression a fading scream&lt;br /&gt;I never understood pain&lt;br /&gt;Until a seven-year-old girl clutched my hand&lt;br /&gt;Stared up at me with soft brown eyes, waiting for answers&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't have any&lt;br /&gt;I had muted breath and dry pens in my back pocket&lt;br /&gt;That couldn't fill pages of understanding or resolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her other hand she held the key to her grandmother's house&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't unlock the cell that caged her older brothers&lt;br /&gt;They said, we slingshot dreams so the other side will feel our father's presence&lt;br /&gt;A craftsman&lt;br /&gt;Built homes in areas where no one was building&lt;br /&gt;And when he fell, he was silent&lt;br /&gt;A .50 caliber bullet tore through his neck shredding his vocal cords&lt;br /&gt;Too close to the wall&lt;br /&gt;His hammer must have been a weapon&lt;br /&gt;He must have been a weapon&lt;br /&gt;Encroaching on settlement hills and demographics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So his daughter studies mathematics&lt;br /&gt;Seven explosions times eight bodies&lt;br /&gt;Equals four Congressional resolutions&lt;br /&gt;Seven Apache helicopters times eight Palestinian villages&lt;br /&gt;Equals silence and a second Nakba&lt;br /&gt;Our birthrate minus their birthrate&lt;br /&gt;Equals one sea and 400 villages re-erected&lt;br /&gt;One state plus two peoples…and she can't stop crying&lt;br /&gt;Never knew revolution or the proper equation&lt;br /&gt;Tears at the paper with her fingertips&lt;br /&gt;Searching for answers&lt;br /&gt;But only has teachers&lt;br /&gt;Looks up to the sky and see stars of David demolishing squalor with hellfire missiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thinks back words and memories of his last hug before he turned and fell&lt;br /&gt;Now she pumps dirty water from wells, while settlements divide and conquer&lt;br /&gt;And her father's killer sits beachfront with European vernacular&lt;br /&gt;She thinks back words, while they think backwards&lt;br /&gt;Of obscene notions and indigenous confusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This our land!, she said&lt;br /&gt;She's seven years old&lt;br /&gt;This our land!, she said&lt;br /&gt;And she doesn't need a history book or a schoolroom teacher&lt;br /&gt;She has these walls, this sky, her refugee camp&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't know the proper equation&lt;br /&gt;But she sees my dry pens&lt;br /&gt;No longer waiting for my answers&lt;br /&gt;Just holding her grandmother's key…searching for ink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by;&lt;br /&gt;Remi Kanazi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;http://palestinethinktank.com/&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/471460696807118199-2202852417983998876?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/2202852417983998876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-for-gaza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/2202852417983998876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/2202852417983998876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-for-gaza.html' title='Love For Gaza'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-3927668129366174436</id><published>2010-05-23T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T12:20:05.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Love Someone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 245px; height: 366px;" src="http://toshiokhoo.com/wp-content/gallery/hearts-a-celebration-of-love/heart-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how to love someone if you have problems loving him. Even if you were hurt by him or even if he hates you there are still some things that you can do in order to love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+ Convincing yourself that you Love Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you cant just go and repeat the phrase I love him, you must do something that is more convincing to your subconscious like telling that person i love you. when you say it out loud to him you are actually saying it to yourself but it becomes much more effective than if you said it to yourself. The more you tell him i love you the more you are convincing yourself of the same fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+ Visualize being With Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In case you want to love the person, do the exact opposite; you have to keep visualizing yourself with him. This will further strengthen the new belief in your subconscious mind that you want to be with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+ Stay with Him often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don’t avoid the person that you want to love so that you won’t reduce the intimacy in the relation but instead, stay more with him. Staying close to him won’t only increase intimacy but it will strengthen the belief in your mind that you love him. Every time you see that person you are actually sending a new reinforcement message to your subconscious mind telling it that we may be together one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What if everything failed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What if you failed to love him even though you have tried all of the possible methods? In this case you should think using your mind and not using your emotions. Ask yourself these questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1-Am I trying to love him because I feel guilty? (in case he loves you but you don’t share him the same feelings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2-Is he matching my criteria? Does he posses the similar values?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3-What if I loved him, what will be the future of the relation, will it work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4-Will this relation make my life better or will it be a drag on me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you found that you are acting emotionally based on guilt or on any other emotion then you may have been mistaken in trying to love that person. In this case, taking him as a friend is the best choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you (without you having to plead and beg), its yours forever. If it doesn't, then it was never meant to be."&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/471460696807118199-3927668129366174436?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/3927668129366174436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-to-love-someone.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/3927668129366174436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/3927668129366174436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-to-love-someone.html' title='How To Love Someone?'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-486802788961850905</id><published>2010-05-03T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T19:42:21.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harmless Flirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-align: center;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 186px; height: 183px;" src="http://bagbigbug.net/index/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/im-a-flirt.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called flirting when u're in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-align: center;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;And it's called being friendly when u're single..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-486802788961850905?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/486802788961850905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/05/harmless-flirt.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/486802788961850905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/486802788961850905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/05/harmless-flirt.html' title='Harmless Flirt'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-1923836173285873986</id><published>2010-03-22T18:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T18:33:06.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>madah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak akan patah kemudi iman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika mulus     nakhodanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di atas layar akidah.&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/471460696807118199-1923836173285873986?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/1923836173285873986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/03/madah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1923836173285873986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1923836173285873986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/03/madah.html' title='madah'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-1608631609815255813</id><published>2010-03-12T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T09:27:53.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>saddness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there is many things we do and we dont know why we do them! like lying to the one you really care about and didnt plan to loose. it seems like only yesterday when i had you in my arms now your gone with someone new, and it hurts to know that i lost you forever! if only i can tell you how much i love and how much i wanna have you in my arms once more! but thats something i can never do cuz i would not want to hurt your new love. i took you for granted and now i have to live with it. i cry myself to sleep everynight thinking of what could of been, and it hurts when i think that im never gonna find out. all i can say is that im sorry and i wish you the best but when i say that im wishing you the best it kills me inside cuz what im really wishing for is to have you once more!!! &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/471460696807118199-1608631609815255813?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/1608631609815255813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/03/saddness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1608631609815255813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1608631609815255813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/03/saddness.html' title='saddness'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-6714456508421675689</id><published>2010-03-10T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T01:35:37.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is the word "love" important?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;God gave us two ears to hear,&lt;br /&gt;two eyes to see and two hands to hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why did God give us only one heart?&lt;br /&gt;Because he wants us to find the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the word "love" important?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know but for me,&lt;br /&gt;you are more important.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why?&lt;br /&gt;Because how can I say "I love you" if you're not here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-6714456508421675689?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/6714456508421675689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/03/is-word-love-important.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/6714456508421675689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/6714456508421675689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/03/is-word-love-important.html' title='Is the word &quot;love&quot; important?'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-4817768516782324574</id><published>2010-03-05T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T19:36:53.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love And Hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;THERE’S A THIN LINE BETWEEN LOVE &amp;amp; HATE, THAT LINE DIRECTION IS SEALED  BY FAITH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;THE LOVE YOU FEEL MAY NEVER BE SEEN, CAUSE THE ONE YOUR LOVING THINKS YOUR MEAN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;IS LOVE HATE, OR IS HATE LOVE?THIS IS OFTEN A QUESTIONED  BUT NEVER MENTION...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;MY CHILDREN I LOVE WITH ALL MY HEART, BUT SOMETIMES THAT LOVE HAS TORN ME APART...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;THE HATE THEY GAVE ME CAN’T BE MISTAKEN,  IT  ALONE CAN ONLY CAUSE  ME  TO RECKON...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;RECKON WHERE DID I GO WRONG, THEN WONDERING HOW TO HELP US GET ALONG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;THERE’S A THIN LINE, I NOW KNOW IT’S TRUE, BUT DOES ANYONE KNOW JUST WHAT TO DO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;WHEN YOU CARE SO MUCH THAT IT MAKES YOU HATE, THEN START TO BELIEVE THAT YOU MADE A MISTAKE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;FOR LOVE SHOULD NEVER BE TURN TO HATE, BECAUSE HATRED IS TRULY A LIVING MISTAKE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;WRITTEN BY: Ticara Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-4817768516782324574?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/4817768516782324574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-and-hate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/4817768516782324574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/4817768516782324574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-and-hate.html' title='Love And Hate'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-2926287792324853265</id><published>2010-02-13T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T19:03:27.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy all the day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Lunar New Year!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chenta Day!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Shining Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holiday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" class="status-body" &gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;祝大家：新年快乐，身体健康，恭喜发财 .  !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" class="status-body" &gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;by the way, please enjoy this photo.&lt;br /&gt;Facebook warning on V-day really makes my laugh burst out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" class="status-body" &gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17459_1370103456435_1347195228_3104.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 344px; height: 343px;" src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/17459_1370103456435_1347195228_3104.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" class="status-body" &gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;pstt... im not belong to anyone right now but for me who do not celebrating any valentines day, everyday is my valentines day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-2926287792324853265?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/2926287792324853265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-all-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/2926287792324853265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/2926287792324853265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-all-day.html' title='Happy all the day!'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-1226355994045857693</id><published>2010-01-26T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T01:33:10.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMPAIGN BLOGGER WE CARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hydir.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/bloggerwecareammar_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekali lagi seorang insan yang memerlukan bantuan kita semua.&lt;br /&gt;kempen Blogger We Care kali ini untuk adik ammar, yang masih kecil untuk memahami semua yang dia sedang hadapi. Adik Ammar menghidapi penyakit jantung (PDA) sedangkan adik ini baru berusia 2 tahun!&lt;br /&gt;untuk kisah tentang adik ammar, boleh klik disini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://mylife-asz.blogspot.com/2010/01/ammar-oh-ammar.html"&gt;BANTU ADIK AMMAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semua blogger boleh membantu adik ammar dengan meletakkan ribbon di atas di setiap blog masing-masing dan memaklumkan tentang blog anda di SINI: &lt;a href="http://www.hydir.com/?p=313"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kempen blogger we care - adik ammar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setiap ribbon yang diletakkan akan menjana RM1 untuk adik ammar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mari Bersama Membantu Adik Ammar!&lt;br /&gt;&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/471460696807118199-1226355994045857693?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/1226355994045857693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/01/campaign-blogger-we-care.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1226355994045857693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1226355994045857693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/01/campaign-blogger-we-care.html' title='CAMPAIGN BLOGGER WE CARE'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-5432794616104788908</id><published>2010-01-25T04:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:17:24.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls, Love, Happiness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Girls, Love, Happiness.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ask yourself. Are you in love? Do u know the difference between lust and love? if it's true that you are in love, are you sure that your partner is the right one for you? THINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;This entry is written especially for men out there. A message, that i think will help them   understand what women wants in relationships. But of course, ladies out there can also take note on the things being said. Let's read what i'm gonna write in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;GUYS,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace  Graphics" src="http://www.seekcodes.com/images/Love-Animation/seekcodes_15400000.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;REMEMBER!&lt;/span&gt; Girls are not aliens. So, please stop shivering when you speak with us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; #2. Be real &amp;amp; and be yourself. Girls does not need an actor in the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; #3. Always remember that, boys think logically and Girls think emotionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These are the three important facts that guys need to know about girls. How to get a girl who you like? Be a man, Be real, Be talkative, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TRUST&lt;/span&gt; yourself . And one of the way to please a girl you loved is by knowing what they want. Sometimes, women can be complicated and it’s up to the men give them their utmost attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't blame guys if they don't understand girls. Because sometimes, the things that seemed painfully obvious to women can go unnoticed by men! Why? Because how girls communicate is different from how guys did. Girls pick up subtle hints [and sometimes translated them incorrectly] while guys like things being said to their face.  Sometimes, the key to understanding your girl is to read between the lines of what she's saying to discover what she really means. so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PLEASE &lt;/span&gt;pay attention to this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;1. We doesn't appreciate being called fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. We like to be informed in advance if you are going to be late. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DON'T &lt;/span&gt;make a girl wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Be a gentleman please. Girls appreciate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Most girls enjoyed being babied and pampered by her loved one [not All, but most of them]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. When a girl is feeling insecure, she needs reassurance from you.&lt;br /&gt;Tell her she's special, which is why you picked her over the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Girls always wants to get serious and need committment to avoid heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. When girls told that she don't feel like talking, she means; i really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEED&lt;/span&gt; to talk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so, what do you think guys? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WAKE UP! &lt;/span&gt;Please try to understand what girls really want in a relationship so it won't lead to heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GOOD LUCK,&lt;/span&gt; guys. &lt;img alt="MySpace  Graphics" src="http://www.seekcodes.com/images/Love-Animation/seekcodes_07400000.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PLEASE&lt;/span&gt; enjoy this video!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://vimeo.com/7151435"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-5432794616104788908?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/5432794616104788908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/01/girls-love-happiness.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/5432794616104788908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/5432794616104788908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/01/girls-love-happiness.html' title='Girls, Love, Happiness.'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-5921114144068285761</id><published>2010-01-21T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T17:19:31.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>demi rindu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;tiuplah dandelion itu di angin lalu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;dan akan ku seru namamu selalu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;demi rindu... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-5921114144068285761?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/5921114144068285761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/01/demi-rindu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/5921114144068285761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/5921114144068285761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/01/demi-rindu.html' title='demi rindu...'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-7165787478308461297</id><published>2010-01-17T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:11:14.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger - We Care Campaign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hydir.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/blogger-we-care.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-7165787478308461297?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/7165787478308461297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/01/blogger-we-care-campaign.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7165787478308461297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7165787478308461297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/01/blogger-we-care-campaign.html' title='Blogger - We Care Campaign'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-773840242776877973</id><published>2010-01-11T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T00:06:38.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Distance Relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are things that you&lt;br /&gt;can do to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; your long distance relationship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.sblake.com/images/hearts2.gif" vspace="5" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="lg" align="center"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Distance is not the end of the world in a relationship&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="lg" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;  Distance cannot, and will not hurt a bond between two people that is based on  &lt;b&gt;mutual respect, trust, commitment, and love&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  Although you may feel like you are losing faith in your relationship at times,  hold fast and trust your heart! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;  I, like you, truly believe that love &amp;amp; relationships are what make your life special,  and that ones built on love &amp;amp; understanding are always worth preserving,  regardless of the miles that may separate two people. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="lgred" align="center"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;YOU ARE NOT ALONE !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;  All across the world, there are couples just like you who are crazy  about each other but are forced by circumstance to live apart... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;University students try to concentrate while writing love letters on the Internet to "hometown honeys"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Executives climb the corporate ladder while their true love waits for their call hundreds of miles away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Members of our armed forces who protect freedom worldwide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New lovers who meet while browsing online dating communities ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even Hollywood stars, who must sustain love &amp;amp; relationships and marriages while making movies in different countries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Commuter marriages, online dating, bicoastal romance, long distance love on the Internet... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;  The fact is that more than &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="lg"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;10 million couples&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  worldwide are coping with long distance relationships ... and that number is increasing daily! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="lg" align="center"&gt;  &lt;b&gt;   In the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="lgred"&gt;Loving Your Long Distance Relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;   series you'll find valuable relationship advice and discover the secrets to keeping love hot, avoiding relationship problems,&lt;br /&gt;and escaping temptation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="lg" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="lg" align="center"&gt;"If you want to keep the fires of love burning, read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Loving Your Long Distance Relationship&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;- Jack Canfield &amp;amp; Mark Victor Hansen, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chicken Soup for the Soul&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="lg" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="lg" align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sblake.com/images/heart.gif" align="absmiddle" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;credit to: Stephen Blake. &lt;a href="http://www.sblake.com/index.phtml"&gt; link &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="lg" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-773840242776877973?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/773840242776877973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/01/there-are-things-that-you-can-do-to.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/773840242776877973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/773840242776877973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/01/there-are-things-that-you-can-do-to.html' title='Long Distance Relationship'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-7048660730201741762</id><published>2010-01-10T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T02:44:24.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m going to smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m going to smile and make you think I’m happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m going to laugh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so you don’t see me cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m going to let you go in style,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and even if it kills me - I’m going to smile.&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/471460696807118199-7048660730201741762?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/7048660730201741762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-going-to-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7048660730201741762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7048660730201741762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-going-to-smile.html' title='I’m going to smile!'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-7379400536500326557</id><published>2009-12-16T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T03:27:02.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~PERTANDINGAN FOTO CHINTA SUCI~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tergerak hati mahu join contest dari enchek firdaus di sini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firdaushaikal.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.firdaushaikal.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foto chinta suci?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye chinta kami suci dan sejati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ekspresi Cinta kami tidak mampu diungkapkan dengan kata-kata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuma satu dalam hati kami,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenangan semalam adalah memori terindah kami...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC07332.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 379px; height: 284px;" src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/DSC07332.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memori Pelabuhan Cinta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC08784.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 374px; height: 280px;" src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/DSC08784.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta... Rindu... Kasih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC08741.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 378px; height: 283px;" src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/DSC08741.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisah Kasih Cinta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu kisah cinta kami;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blink style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;syahirah + shaiful&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/471460696807118199-7379400536500326557?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/7379400536500326557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/12/pertandingan-foto-chinta-suci.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7379400536500326557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7379400536500326557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/12/pertandingan-foto-chinta-suci.html' title='~PERTANDINGAN FOTO CHINTA SUCI~'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-1140067288758180063</id><published>2009-12-07T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T01:39:08.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woot....sweet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If You Love Someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Put Their Name In A Circle Not A Heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Heart Can Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But A Circle Goes On Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blink&gt;I LOVE YOU, BABY !!&lt;/blink&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/471460696807118199-1140067288758180063?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/1140067288758180063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/12/wootsweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1140067288758180063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1140067288758180063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/12/wootsweet.html' title='woot....sweet!'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-7538045383471436912</id><published>2009-12-02T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:39:59.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;special dedicate to eny sickchild72:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; You changed my world with a blink of an eye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; That is something that I can not deny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; You put my soul from worst to best&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; That is why I treasure you my dearest Marites&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You just don't know what you have done for me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; You even pushed me to the best that I can be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; You really are an angel sent from above&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; To take care of me and shower with love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I'm with you I will not cry even a single a tear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; And your touch have chased away all of my fear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; You have given me a life that I could live worthwhile&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; It is even better everytime you smile&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It so magical those things you've made&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; To bring back my faith that almost fade&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Now my life is a dream come true&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; It all began when I was loved by you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now I have found what I am looking for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; It's you and your love and nothing more&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Co'z you have given me this feeling of contentment&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; In my life something I've never felt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish I could talk 'til the end of day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; But now I'm running out of things to say&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; So I'll end by the line you already know&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt; "I LOVE YOU" more than what I could show &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/471460696807118199-7538045383471436912?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/7538045383471436912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/12/beauty-of-love.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7538045383471436912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7538045383471436912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/12/beauty-of-love.html' title='Beauty of Love'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-8239742837306663617</id><published>2009-10-18T04:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T04:26:23.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Signs Your Boyfriend is Cheating</title><content type='html'>A cheating boyfriend can cause tension in any relationship. Everyone hopes their partnership is built on trust, but what happens when that bond is broken and you suspect your boyfriend is cheating? Here are a few signs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suspicious Computer Activity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, it's easy to meet peoples in chat rooms, forums or on instant messenger. Have you seen a suspicious name in your IM window or an unknown chat site in your browser history? A little digging can go a long way. Be careful trying to be a super snooper, though, and give your man space. It's just as easy to meet friends online as it is love interests. Your partner may just be reaching out for other people to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sudden Changes in Schedule&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some men may be spontaneous, but most of us keep a set schedule or standard routine in some form or another. This is especially true for day-to-day activities. Has your man's routine suddenly changed without you knowing why? Did his working hours increase or does he have a new gym schedule? Things often change in our lives. In turn, we decide to try and impress our bosses by working overtime or resolve that it's finally time to get into shape. But what raises suspicion is how these changes are communicated to you. Was the decision made without your input? Was there an attempt to include you? Are there any signs of progress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emotional Distance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's normal for the intensity of your relationship to decrease after you've been together for a while. There may have been a time when you couldn't bare to leave each others' sight and now you both enjoy your time alone. This isn't a sign that he is cheating, only that the relationship is starting to settle into a loving and comfortable phase. Nonetheless, take note of any emotional distancing. Has he stopped listening or laughing? Does he seem distant or spacey, almost as if he's preoccupied? Take note if your partner is there physically, but not quite "there" mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Less Time Together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Just as the intensity of a relationship dwindles slightly over time, so may the time you spend together. But spending less time with each other shouldn't be confused with spending no time at all. Don't react too swiftly. Who knows, his company may be ready to close on a huge deal and they need him around the clock. Or there may be some other legitimate circumstance that demands his attention. Many huge time commitments like these don't last for long periods of time and make sense. He may be working 14 hour days, but does he also leave home on weekends? Look for the unreasonable and unexplainable time commitments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Instinct&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom always said follow your instincts and this is a time when that motherly voice can come in handy. If your gut tells you that something is wrong or that some other girl has captured your man's attention, then go with it. But take caution with how far you follow these feelings. Ask yourself if they are legitimate concerns or if you yourself are lacking trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These tips aren't meant to turn your trusting relationship into a game of hide and go seek and there are always exceptions. Trust first, but don't ignore the warning signs. If there are just too many inconsistencies for comfort, then communicate them to your man directly. Don't let him hear of your suspicions from a friend. Also, try not to be accusatory. Simply tell him how his behavior makes you feel. He may be dealing with other issues that have nothing to do with cheating on you with another girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credit to raymond johnson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-8239742837306663617?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/8239742837306663617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/10/5-signs-your-boyfriend-is-cheating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/8239742837306663617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/8239742837306663617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/10/5-signs-your-boyfriend-is-cheating.html' title='5 Signs Your Boyfriend is Cheating'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-8355488502806015063</id><published>2009-08-25T23:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:20:57.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what is boyfriend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A boyfriend is the last thing a young girl would want. As you grow with the age, you start getting attracted towards other sex. For a girl, it is a boy that she cherishes for. Having a boyfriend makes a girl feel something very special. Feeling loved, liked and admired is great, and a boyfriend gives this feeling to his girlfriend. Having a boyfriend does not only imply towards going out for dates, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.mydearvalentine.com/top-10/romantic-movies.html" class="txt_header"&gt;romantic movies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; or candle light dinners but it also implies towards gaining moral support, confidence and happiness with him being a part of life. This situation compliments each other. A boyfriend acts as a pillar of strength when his girlfriend needs a shoulder to lean on, at the same time, a guy needs the support of his girlfriend when he is down morally or he is going through any lean patch. This is a relationship of mutual understanding and joint strength.&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/471460696807118199-8355488502806015063?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/8355488502806015063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-is-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/8355488502806015063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/8355488502806015063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-is-boyfriend.html' title='what is boyfriend?'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-5412010535207828136</id><published>2009-05-23T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T08:30:57.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE is in the air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 242px; height: 228px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/58/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You are the first thing to enter my mind in the morning and the last thing to leave my heart at night."&lt;/i&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/471460696807118199-5412010535207828136?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/5412010535207828136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-is-in-air.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/5412010535207828136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/5412010535207828136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-is-in-air.html' title='LOVE is in the air'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/58/220279254_17c20cbec5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-3348625809303719465</id><published>2009-05-23T07:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T07:13:48.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Definition of LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="quote"&gt;"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. &lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="quote"&gt;Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                - Captain Corelli's Mandolin. "Love                   is the beauty of the soul." --St. Augustine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-3348625809303719465?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/3348625809303719465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/05/definition-of-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/3348625809303719465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/3348625809303719465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/05/definition-of-love.html' title='Definition of LOVE'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-2211423481112655900</id><published>2009-05-22T01:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:25:35.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinta Jarak Jauh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/cuti%20INDAH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06369.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 293px; height: 370px;" src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/cuti%20INDAH/DSC06369.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana untuk survive dalam percintaan jarak jauh? ada yang boleh survive, ada yang kecundang. menangis, sedih, kecewa, gembira, sayang dan berbagai perasaan lagi yang hadir dalam cinta jarak jauh... cik eyra sertakan disini sedikit tips utk cinta jarak jauh. credit to majalah REMAJA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/icon%20eyra/lovelink.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Percaya pada pasangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Apabila kita berjauhan dengan pasangan, kita hendaklah percaya dengan si dia. Percayalah pada si dia yang dia akan setia dan masih menyanyangi kita walaupun kita berada jauh dari dia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/icon%20eyra/lovelink.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Berjumpalah walaupun seketika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Jangan jadikan jauh itu sebagai alasan. Cinta perlukan komitmen. Cinta juga adalah tanggungjawab. Walaupun jauh, cuba cari masa untuk berjumpa dengan si dia. Walaupun si jejaka duduk jauh di utara semenanjung dan si gadis duduk di hujung selatan semenanjung, cuba lah cari masa yang sesuai untuk berjumpa. Sudah pasti rindu di hati akan semakin memberontak bila kita berjauhan. Jadi, rancanglah untuk berjumpa jika ada sedikit kelapangan. Sudah pasti ini akan mengeratkan lagi hubungan dan dapat mengurangkan rasa rindu itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/icon%20eyra/lovelink.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tanyalah khabar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Setiap malam, sebelum tidur itu kalau boleh cuba hubungi si dia untuk tanyakan khabar. Jangan mengharapkan si dia sahaja yang akan menghubungi kamu. Sudah pasti si dia akan berasa sukar untuk menghubungi kamu jikalau dia sahaja yang perlu hubungi kamu. Memang cinta memerlukan komitmen tetapi ia akan menjadi sukar apabila sebelah pihak sahaja yang akan memberikan komitmen. Jadi, sama-samalah membantu dalam membina percintaan ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/icon%20eyra/lovelink.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sambut hari ula&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ng tahun bersama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Sekiranya tidak sibuk, cuba sambut birthday atau ulang tahun bersama-sama. Luangkan masa bersama untuk seketika sudah pasti dapat menggembirakan antara satu sama lain. Walaupun perjumpaan itu hanya sementara, tetapi kenangan ketika berjumpa sambil menyambut hari-hari istimewa tersebut bersama sudah pasti akan terpahat kukuh di hati. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/icon%20eyra/lovelink.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Setia walaupun jauh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Ketika kita berjauhan, kita akan terasa sunyi. Orang yang selalu kita jumpa, tiba-tiba kini jauh dari mata. Dan apabila berjauhan, hati menjadi sunyi. Dan pada masa ini lah kawan-kawan menjadi penyeri. Namun begiu, walaupun kita masih mempunyai kawan, kawan hanyalah kawan. Ceria bersama kawan tidak sama dengan ceria apabila kita bersama dengan pasangan kita. Di sini, ada yang kecundang, ada juga yang sampai berpasangan dengan sahabat disebabkan terasa sunyi. Setia lah pada pasangan anda walaupun jauh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/icon%20eyra/lovelink.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jarak bukan pemusnah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Cinta jarak jauh memang sukar. Memang meronta-ronta hati bila mana rindu itu datang. Apabila keseorangan, sudha pasti kita akan terasa sangat kerinduan iu. Tetapi ingatlah, jangan jadikan jarak yang jauh itu sebagai pemusnah cinta kamu. Jadikan ia sebagai satu cabaran yang akan memberikan kamu lebih bersemangat untuk meneruskan cinta  itu. Jadikan ia sebagai sebagai sesuatu yang dapat menambahkan kasih sayang kita kepada si dia dan mengajar kita untuk menjadi seorang kekasih yang setia.&lt;/span&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/471460696807118199-2211423481112655900?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/2211423481112655900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/05/cinta-jarak-jauh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/2211423481112655900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/2211423481112655900'/><link 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style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;The problems with &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GUYS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;If u TREAT him nicely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;he says u are IN LOVE with him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u Don't, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: fuchsia; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;he says u are PROUD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u DRESS Nicely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;he says u are trying to LURE him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:#8242ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(130, 66, 255); font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u Don't,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;he says u are from KAMPUNG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u ARGUE with him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;he says u are STUBBORN;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u keep QUIET,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;he says u have no BRAINS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u are SMARTER than him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;he'll lose FACE;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he's Smarter than u, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: fuchsia; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;he is GREAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u don't Love him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;he tries to POSSESS u;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u Love him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;he will try to LEAVE u.(very true huh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u tell him your PROBLEM, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: fuchsia; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;he says u are TROUBLESOME;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;he says that u don't TRUST him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u SCOLD him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;u are like a NANNY to him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he SCOLDS u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: fuchsia; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; it is because he CARES for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u BREAK your PROMISE, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: fuchsia; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;u Cannot be TRUSTED;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he BREAKS his,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;he is FORCED to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u SMOKE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;u are BAD girl;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he SMOKES, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: fuchsia; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;he is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GENTLEMENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u do WELL in your exams, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: fuchsia; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;he says it's LUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:#e000e0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(224, 0, 224); font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he does WELL,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;it's BRAINS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u HURT him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;u are CRUEL;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(129, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he HURTS u, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: fuchsia; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;u are too SENSITIVE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: fuchsia; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; sooo hard to please!!!!!&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/471460696807118199-8043374529049582464?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/8043374529049582464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/05/men-are-hard-to-please.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/8043374529049582464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/8043374529049582464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/05/men-are-hard-to-please.html' title='Men Are Hard To Please'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-1898698524840477564</id><published>2009-05-16T18:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T18:15:33.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You used to call me your angel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Said I was sent straight down from heaven...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you'd hold me close in your arms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I loved the way you felt so strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never wanted you to leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanted you to stay here holdin' me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss your smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I need you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-1898698524840477564?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/1898698524840477564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1898698524840477564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1898698524840477564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-5026822647722742083</id><published>2009-04-05T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T04:45:13.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kadang-kadang kan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kadang-kadang kita hanya mampu menangis bila kita teringat sesuatu… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kadang-kadang kita hanya mampu tersenyum walaupun kita sedang menangis… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kadang-kadang kita terfikir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&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:#ff6666;"&gt;“apa yang boleh kita buat apabila impian di depan mata tapi kita hanya mampu melihat?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kadang-kadang kita hanya mampu tersenyum dan terus tersenyum… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tapi… sampai bila? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sampai bila kita hanya mampu menangis dan tersenyum??&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/471460696807118199-5026822647722742083?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/5026822647722742083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/04/kadang-kadang-kan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/5026822647722742083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/5026822647722742083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/04/kadang-kadang-kan.html' title='kadang-kadang kan...'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-8503490079134320312</id><published>2009-02-24T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:16:00.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when my love said...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;when he said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i will answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"I Love You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--&gt;yes, i love youu too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I never really knew you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--&gt;i knew you much better now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You were just another friend, but when I&lt;br /&gt;got to know you, I let my heart unbend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--&gt;you are my friend before, but now u r my lover forever. and my heart melt when im in love with youu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I couldn’t help past memories that would only make me cry,&lt;br /&gt;I had to forget my first love and give love another try."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--&gt;yes, u must!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So I’ve fallen in love with you, and I’ll never let you go,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--&gt;me too. u are mine forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you more than anyone, I just had to let you know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--&gt;i knew it already now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And if you ever wonder why, I don’t know what I’ll say, but I’ll never stop loving you each and every day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--&gt;i will love you until my last breath sygg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My feelings for you will never change, just know my feelings are true."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--&gt;dunt ever change your feeling and i know your feeling are true; from ur sincere heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just remember one thing……….&lt;br /&gt;I Love You!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--&gt;i love you too syg. now and forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-8503490079134320312?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/8503490079134320312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-my-love-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/8503490079134320312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/8503490079134320312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-my-love-said.html' title='when my love said...'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-6050881289466397243</id><published>2009-02-23T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:33:23.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kenangan dan memori</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;cinta adalah keabadian dan kenangan adalah hal yang terindah pernah di alami.&lt;br /&gt;memori semalam adalah kenangan indah kita hari ini.&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/471460696807118199-6050881289466397243?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/6050881289466397243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/02/kenangan-dan-memori.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/6050881289466397243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/6050881289466397243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/02/kenangan-dan-memori.html' title='kenangan dan memori'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-7550961517493495739</id><published>2009-01-03T07:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T07:31:30.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MATI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;macam mana kalau kita tahu yang kita akan mati, tetapi masih ada impian yang masih tak tercapai. Namun, impian itu ada didepan mata tapi kita tak boleh buat apa-apa sebab impian itu adalah milik orang lain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-7550961517493495739?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/7550961517493495739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/01/mati.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7550961517493495739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7550961517493495739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2009/01/mati.html' title='MATI'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-7143707938398169152</id><published>2008-12-28T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T09:15:23.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>separation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;if we love someone so much, how will we able to handle it if one day we are separated? and if seperated is a part of life, and you know about separation well, is it possible that we can love someone and never be afraid of losing them? is it possible that we can live our entire life without loving anyone at all? that's my loneliness....&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/471460696807118199-7143707938398169152?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/7143707938398169152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/12/separation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7143707938398169152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/7143707938398169152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/12/separation.html' title='separation'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-523555901967996015</id><published>2008-12-16T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T09:06:21.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sign between us</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;every word i say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can read the signs between us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel it inside when you come nearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a stillness in the air like no one else is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and every moment stays in the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-neyra shazeyra-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-523555901967996015?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/523555901967996015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/12/sign-between-us.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/523555901967996015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/523555901967996015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/12/sign-between-us.html' title='sign between us'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-1949308320780930135</id><published>2008-11-03T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:34:54.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zwani.com/graphics/i_love_you/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 381px" height="442" alt="zwani.com myspace graphic comments" src="http://images.zwani.com/graphics/i_love_you/images/pic47.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zwani.com/graphics/i_love_you/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Love You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweetheart...&lt;br /&gt;I want to be in your arms,&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel your touch,&lt;br /&gt;I want your lips on mine,&lt;br /&gt;for I love you very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;and I'm thinking about you everytime....&lt;br /&gt;Want to let you know...&lt;br /&gt;My heart is where your love lies... &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/471460696807118199-1949308320780930135?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/1949308320780930135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-you-sweetheart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1949308320780930135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1949308320780930135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-you-sweetheart.html' title=''/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-8884816527206353867</id><published>2008-08-27T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:32:13.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The mark of a true crush&lt;br /&gt;Is that you fall in love first&lt;br /&gt;And grope for reasons afterward&lt;br /&gt;You can't blame gravity for falling in love&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/471460696807118199-8884816527206353867?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/8884816527206353867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/8884816527206353867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/8884816527206353867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-love.html' title='in LOVE'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-1862588086241863001</id><published>2008-08-22T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T05:09:55.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I wonder why you fell love with me?&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;When I'm getting dressed and I look at myself&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder what it is that you see in me&lt;br /&gt;That I can't see in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many scars,&lt;br /&gt;I have many flaws&lt;br /&gt;But you tell me of how you look&lt;br /&gt;Way beyond these things I have.&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you see perfection...perfection in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;The scars are not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;The flaws bring out my beauty that I have been hiding within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why you still put up with me?&lt;br /&gt;When it takes me a while to understand your sense of humor,&lt;br /&gt;Your cute little jokes&lt;br /&gt;But you're still here&lt;br /&gt;And you still love me like&lt;br /&gt;No other woman you have ever loved before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why I'm still here?&lt;br /&gt;When I can't seem to understand me,&lt;br /&gt;Why I cry at times for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why you put up with my silly little tantrums?&lt;br /&gt;You just smile and tell me that it brings out the&lt;br /&gt;Cute side of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why it's difficult to accept myself&lt;br /&gt;And not think I'm a failure.&lt;br /&gt;But you are there for me&lt;br /&gt;And always have been&lt;br /&gt;And always will be.&lt;br /&gt;You say that you can't be mad at me; it's not in you.&lt;br /&gt;You understand me because you love me&lt;br /&gt;With all your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why you have accepted me for "who I am"?&lt;br /&gt;And you ALWAYS tell me this:&lt;br /&gt;"Baby, your scars and your flaws are there for a reason,&lt;br /&gt;and one reason alone. The scars saved your life and the flaws are simply your inner beauty that you have hidden all your life. Both combined have brought me to you...the INCREDIBLE woman that you are. The woman that has made me so happy and my life so complete."&lt;br /&gt;I cry with tears of joy,&lt;br /&gt;And a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so blessed that God&lt;br /&gt;Gave me you, and you to me.&lt;br /&gt;Though we may have some difficulties at times&lt;br /&gt;In our relationship,&lt;br /&gt;But it's a time when our love for each other&lt;br /&gt;Will grow stronger each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why I fell so madly in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;Because God gave me a chance to fall in love again,&lt;br /&gt;And he gave me you...my lover, and my very BEST friend forever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-1862588086241863001?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/1862588086241863001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wonder-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1862588086241863001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/1862588086241863001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wonder-why.html' title='I wonder why?'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-4297338258728628914</id><published>2008-08-20T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:30:42.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Love About You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love the way you look at me,&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes so bright and blue.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you kiss me,&lt;br /&gt;Your lips so soft and smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you make me so happy,&lt;br /&gt;And the ways you show you care.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you say, "I Love You,"&lt;br /&gt;And the way you're always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you touch me,&lt;br /&gt;Always sending chills down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;I love that you are with me,&lt;br /&gt;And glad that you are mine.&lt;/strong&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/471460696807118199-4297338258728628914?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/4297338258728628914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-i-love-about-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/4297338258728628914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/4297338258728628914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-i-love-about-you.html' title='What I Love About You'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-6484634238531396145</id><published>2008-08-20T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T00:37:18.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I could have just one wish,&lt;br /&gt;I would wish to wake up everyday&lt;br /&gt;to the sound of your breath on my neck,&lt;br /&gt;the warmth of your lips on my cheek,&lt;br /&gt;the touch of your fingers on my skin,&lt;br /&gt;and the feel of your heart beating with mine...&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I could never find that feeling&lt;br /&gt;with anyone other than you.&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/471460696807118199-6484634238531396145?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/6484634238531396145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/08/if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/6484634238531396145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/6484634238531396145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/08/if.html' title='If'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-5535694578966402797</id><published>2008-08-18T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:59:23.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A special world for you and me&lt;br /&gt;A special bond one cannot see&lt;br /&gt;It wraps us up in its cocoon&lt;br /&gt;And holds us fiercely in its womb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fingers spread like fine spun gold&lt;br /&gt;Gently nestling us to the fold&lt;br /&gt;Like silken thread it holds us fast&lt;br /&gt;Bonds like this are meant to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though at times a thread may break&lt;br /&gt;A new one forms in its wake&lt;br /&gt;To bind us closer and keep us strong&lt;br /&gt;In a special world, where we belong.&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/471460696807118199-5535694578966402797?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/5535694578966402797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/08/special-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/5535694578966402797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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alt="Photobucket" src="http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb298/razzsha88/new%20semester/cwc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;An empty room can be so deafening,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The silence makes you want to scream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It drives you crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I chased away the shadows of your name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And burned the picture in a frame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But it couldn't save me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But how could we quit something we never even tried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, you still can't tell me why.&lt;br /&gt;We built it up to watch it fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Like we meant nothing at allI gave and gave the best of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But couldn't give you what you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You walked away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you stole my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just to find what you're looking for,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But no matter how I try,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't hate you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't hate you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;You're not the person that you used to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The one i want who wanted me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And that's a shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But theres only so many tears that you can cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Before it drains the life right from your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And i cant go on that way.&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/471460696807118199-6433801385216138114?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/6433801385216138114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-248063160650813657</id><published>2008-08-17T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:33:04.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chenta itu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Chenta didambakan tiap insan. Tidak kiralah chenta itu dilihat dari sudut apa. Perasaan ingin dicintai dan mencinta pasti akan subur di hati. Tidak keterlaluan jika dikatakan dengan chentalah, manusia mampu mengapai kejayaan dan kebahagiaan dalam hidup. Chenta umpama titian yang membawa manusia ke jalan yang sebenarnya. Dengan chenta, manusia akan jadi hebat dan kuat. Percaya pd chenta krn disitu ada azimatnya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chenta sejati sukar dicari dan dimiliki. Bersyukurlah sekiranya kamu pernah dianugerahkan rasa cinta itu. Kadang2 kerana ketaksuban dan keinginan terhadap chenta yang lain, insan sanggup meraba2 dlm pencarian. Sedangkan chenta yg sebenar telah berada di depan mata namun langsung tak dipandang. Akhirnya, begitulah chenta… dipersia dan menderita! Alangkah ruginya kerana tidak menikmati keindahan chenta dengan setulus hati hanya kerana kesilapan kecil yg membelenggu diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chenta amat mahal takrifnya. Chenta hanya tertulis pd perkataan ttp gagal dilihat pada zahir. Kerana, chenta itu adlh tanggungjwb di mana wujudnya ksetiaan dan kejujuran yg bersatu di dlmnya. Ingat pd yg satu, jujur pd yg setia, setia pd yg kasih, kasih pd yg rindu, rindulah pd yg menyayangimu. Chenta itu takkan hadir kalu tak dicari. Chenta jgk takkan ada kalu takde sape yg mmberi, tp mencari biarlah pada yg sudi. Bkn meminta pd yg simpati. Itulah erti sbnar chenta yg suci dan sejati…  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471460696807118199-248063160650813657?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/248063160650813657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/08/chenta-itu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/248063160650813657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/248063160650813657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/08/chenta-itu.html' title='chenta itu...'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471460696807118199.post-8077639405820244558</id><published>2008-08-17T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T11:02:45.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unperfect girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i nid some1 who really care n luv me wif ol his heart.. I nid some1 who appreciate me... some1 who treat me lyke a princess... i wan a guy who noe how much important my existent in his lyfe.. who col me ‘dear’ , ‘princess’ or any special names..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nid a guy who r owez accompany me.. spent most of his tyme wif me.. stay beside me n stay awake juz to watch me sleep.. da boy who owez dher wen m sad n crying.. da boy who kisses my 4head, caress my hair gently n stare in2 ma eyes n rub my jaw.. holding my handz in front of his frenz juz 2 show em dat m his gf.. wan 2 show me off da whole world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And da important thing iz I nid some1 who constantly reminding me of hw much he cares bot me n hw lucky he iz to hv me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe dat m x a perfect gurl coz m owez spill things out… m pretty clumsy n owez heart broken, fucking damn sad n thn I’ll crying 4 any rezen smtimes.. nthing will go in a ryte way.. suxx!! m such a failure..useless!! nobody perfect in dis world..dat iz reality n dats y I noe dat m unperfect..&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/471460696807118199-8077639405820244558?l=neyralove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/feeds/8077639405820244558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/08/unperfect-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/8077639405820244558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471460696807118199/posts/default/8077639405820244558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neyralove.blogspot.com/2008/08/unperfect-girl.html' title='unperfect girl'/><author><name>neyra shazeyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05642098272625134032</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/-mYcsx1wSJEM/Tbzt418J7TI/AAAAAAAABMQ/z7zEjzikCjY/s220/tweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
