<?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-1473238712505339482</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:34:51.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story,</title><subtitle type='html'>By Deanna Halim</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-4205579600894335808</id><published>2011-01-22T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T19:20:55.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How far can you go?</title><content type='html'>My mind is full with thoughts. Thoughts I can't even describe. I want this to end. Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-4205579600894335808?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/4205579600894335808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=4205579600894335808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/4205579600894335808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/4205579600894335808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2011/01/how-far-can-you-go.html' title='How far can you go?'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-8706857554345006778</id><published>2011-01-14T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T08:13:55.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is Home?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldk2j9wAiH1qbg5wro1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldk2j9wAiH1qbg5wro1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-8706857554345006778?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/8706857554345006778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=8706857554345006778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/8706857554345006778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/8706857554345006778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2011/01/where-is-home.html' title='Where is Home?'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-5859914281527790415</id><published>2009-12-18T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T03:51:43.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sorry blgspt. I'm addctd to tumblr noww :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://screamforit.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://screamforit.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and twitter, hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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/1473238712505339482-5859914281527790415?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/5859914281527790415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=5859914281527790415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5859914281527790415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5859914281527790415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/12/tumblr.html' title='Tumblr,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-5714169098809728580</id><published>2009-12-08T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T02:02:05.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to the sky,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2009 is ending. Let's just hope for the better.&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/1473238712505339482-5714169098809728580?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/5714169098809728580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=5714169098809728580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5714169098809728580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5714169098809728580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/12/off-to-sky.html' title='Off to the sky,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-7501179178993031663</id><published>2009-11-01T06:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T06:10:37.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>US AGAIN,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #222222; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I had tons of fun with Ainaa yesterday and today! So here's the story ; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ainaa came to my house around 10 p.m and then we watched Halloween together. That was really like psychotic movie about a guy who enjoyed killing since he was a kid. Technically, because of his family since they weren't around that much at home. Afterwards, we continued watching Exorcism of Emily Rose. I just lovee the movie. I don't even know why. Ainaa was kinda scared, I guess? Haha. Later at 1 a.m, Ainaa got hungry (as usual), we went downstairs to the kitchen and she baked herself a cheesy bread. She put a singles cheese on the first layer, then added on mozzarella cheese on top. LOTS of them. Then she put it in a mini oven. It melted like WOW :O It looked very delicious :D But she ate it, all by herself. Haha I know she just loves it. So yeah :) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Then today, we went to Sunway. The actual plan was to go to OU, but my dad said it was too far plus we woke up kinda late just now. Lol. So we ate, window shopped, bought something and went to dreaworld :D Ainaa will scan the picture later and put it on MS and FB. Oh and I just changed my number to Celcom Xpax. My dad said it will save a lot more since the credit will not expire until you're 18 by using Xpax Student. Well, that's cool. And tomorrow, I'll be going back to school. Man, it's been a pretty long time. Hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And that's all of it, I guess. Bye now :)&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/1473238712505339482-7501179178993031663?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/7501179178993031663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=7501179178993031663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/7501179178993031663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/7501179178993031663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/11/us-again.html' title='US AGAIN,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-6207879368826432118</id><published>2009-10-30T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T01:22:05.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What If You Broke All The Rules,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIqD4F3Ynrc/Suqgt_cSq8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/uNm0ncp8UJ0/s1600-h/IMG_4703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIqD4F3Ynrc/Suqgt_cSq8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/uNm0ncp8UJ0/s320/IMG_4703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;This book is not like any other books I have read before. It's like a game. YOU get to choose how you want the story to end. Fun, ain't it? :)&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/1473238712505339482-6207879368826432118?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/6207879368826432118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=6207879368826432118' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/6207879368826432118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/6207879368826432118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-if-you-broke-all-rules.html' title='What If You Broke All The Rules,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XIqD4F3Ynrc/Suqgt_cSq8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/uNm0ncp8UJ0/s72-c/IMG_4703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-399258310797075706</id><published>2009-10-19T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:05:46.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's do this together,</title><content type='html'>Luckily, I remembered something. I have to bake a cake for Kay since it's his birthday tomorrow and I couldn't go out since, you-know-why. I already make him a birthday card and now that's left is a birthday cake. And tomorrow, I've planned a surprise birthday party for him with Hafizuddin and Bib. I'll tell you how, later after the birthday party. It's gonna be great! I hope so. Okay got to go now, bake the cake. Byeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-399258310797075706?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/399258310797075706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=399258310797075706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/399258310797075706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/399258310797075706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-do-this-together.html' title='Let&apos;s do this together,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-7229152300280403988</id><published>2009-10-18T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T07:29:06.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It came back,</title><content type='html'>This afternoon, went to Khairul's open house. I ate a lot, surprisingly :O Yeah well, can't blame me. The food's great! Haha. There were a lot of people there and I met Kay's mum and his brother, Huzz too. Hung out with my friends then at Khairul's room for like 3 hours? We took pictures in his room while others were downstairs. HAHA. Then, everybody went home and me and Kay were the only ones left. We took a walk around the neighborhood and took some pictures too. But mostly, their pictures -.- I'm the photographer. Haih, boys can be sooooo VAIN sometimes. Afterwards, my dad came and we went home. So that's it for now I guess. Oh annnd planning to go to Sunway this Tuesday with Ainaa! :D Well, byeee now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-7229152300280403988?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/7229152300280403988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=7229152300280403988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/7229152300280403988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/7229152300280403988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-came-back.html' title='It came back,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-2129092847371039285</id><published>2009-10-16T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T20:18:42.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>French Connection UK and Europe,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I was bored and yeah pissed off. So I went searching for something interesting, and I found these. 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font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: white; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat-x; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; margin-right: 12px; margin-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Hellooo there. I just got back home from Laila's open house. Her house was the bomb! Beautiful, veryyyy :D I went there with Kay, Hafizuddin, Bib and Beng. We arrived at Laila's around 2.30 p.m. They ate like a lot, and I didn't take any since I just had my lunch with mum. We took some pictures using Shamil's and Pjol's camera. Hope they upload all of them, in fast! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Afterwards went to Mall with them again. Assif treated us Basking Robins. Awww that's nice of him :D Thanks again Assif! Then we went to Hafizuddin's house and hung out there. Played his guitar and drums :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;By 5.30 p.m started walking home with Kay beside me. He sent me right in front of my house &amp;lt;3 Thanks b.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And now, I am going to take my shower and go and get ready for the next open house. Ammar's at 8 something. So byebye :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-7106961886876133269?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/7106961886876133269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=7106961886876133269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/7106961886876133269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/7106961886876133269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/10/walking-around-here-and-there.html' title='Walking around here and there,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-5140190630344565880</id><published>2009-10-13T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:00:33.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And it's DONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: white; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat-x; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; margin-right: 12px; margin-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;PMR is finally OVER! Goshh, this is really happening. Haha. Yesterday already went out with Kay to Sunway Pyramid. We ate at Subway then walked around Sunway then played Daytona and this game where you have to push or pull that thing at Arcade. HAHA I don't know the name of it. Sorry. But it was the best laaah that game. We'll laugh so hard every time we play that game :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Later at 6.50 p.m, watched 'The Ugly Truth' but only for like 30 minutes cause my mum called Kay and asked me to come home -.-" Haih, so much for freedom. Kay sent me home. He was worried since I cried after my mum called. I arrived at my house around 8.30 p.m, then got scolded again. Couldn't stand it, so I went into my room and sleep :) When I woke up, my mum talked to me, saying stuffs like, 'You'll see this clearly and will learn take this seriously when I'm gone. Everything I said to you, it was for your own good,".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So, this morning, I woke up, I hugged my mum and said sorry. Luckily she was okay and forgave me. Thanks mama&amp;lt;3 I love youu&amp;lt;3&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/1473238712505339482-5140190630344565880?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/5140190630344565880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=5140190630344565880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5140190630344565880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5140190630344565880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/10/pmr-is-finally-over-goshh-this-is.html' title='And it&apos;s DONE!'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-5352497764494193729</id><published>2009-10-11T02:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T02:31:22.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to fly,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: white; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat-x; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; margin-right: 12px; margin-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I feel like PMR is over. Seriously :o This afternoon, went to Starbucks with Kay to 'study' since he said that the library will be full of people. Right. Well, we studied A LITTLE. Then talked and talked and laughed. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Later, we went to Hafizuddin's house to 'study'. His family went out, so there's only the three of us at his home ;D Afterwards, got bored, we went to D.E, talked about the activities that we're gonna do after PMR :D Kay wanted to go to Genting, to celebrate his birthday, but it'll cost waaaaay too much money for us. So we'll discuss about that later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Kay's mum arrived and they got home. While Hafizuddin accompanied me half way to my home. From Shell, we went to our separate ways. And now, I'm blogging about this. Seriously, I didn't study since Friday. Tomorrow is so gonna fcked up. And the day after, F-R-E-E-D-O-M-!&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/1473238712505339482-5352497764494193729?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/5352497764494193729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=5352497764494193729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5352497764494193729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5352497764494193729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/10/ready-to-fly.html' title='Ready to fly,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-4205526065099409259</id><published>2009-10-09T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:02:52.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly,</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tPegtGIBxuI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&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/tPegtGIBxuI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you should return to me, we truly were meant to be&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-4205526065099409259?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/4205526065099409259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=4205526065099409259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/4205526065099409259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/4205526065099409259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/10/butterfly.html' title='Butterfly,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-4265022838405295106</id><published>2009-10-09T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T02:37:14.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PMR,</title><content type='html'>Four papers down, four more to go. BM was okay, both paper 1 &amp;amp; 2. Agama was fine as well, just that, all those spots questions that Uztazah gave us, didn't come out in the paper. That was a bump, but at least I can answer it. English was okay too, both paper 1 &amp;amp; 2. Science paper 1 was okay but paper 2 was so fcked up. Damn all the solutions. I read a little about it, but forgot some of it -.- Geography just now was fine. Let's just hope, Math, History and KH are gonna be eaasyyy peaasyy. Will update soon, about the papers and all. For now, I just don't think I can score that 8A's. Hmph&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-4265022838405295106?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/4265022838405295106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=4265022838405295106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/4265022838405295106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/4265022838405295106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/10/pmr.html' title='PMR,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-6513660288957477933</id><published>2009-10-03T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T02:43:54.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One and the Same,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIqD4F3Ynrc/Ss8FVRYicGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tLPUikMWv14/s1600-h/deannainaa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIqD4F3Ynrc/Ss8FVRYicGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tLPUikMWv14/s320/deannainaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Nur Ainaa Nadhirah binti Zulkifli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: black; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UFxnpJkFhAY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/UFxnpJkFhAY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;ey! Hey! Hey!&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! Hey!&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come from here, I come from there&lt;br /&gt;You rock out in your room, I rock a world premiere&lt;br /&gt;We're more alike than anybody could ever tell&lt;br /&gt;(Ever tell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we're cool, Monday we're freaks&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we rule, sometimes we can't even speak&lt;br /&gt;But we can get up and let loose and LOL&lt;br /&gt;(LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem cliché for me to wanna say&lt;br /&gt;That you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;(That you're not alone)&lt;br /&gt;And you can call me uncool but it's a simple fact&lt;br /&gt;I got your back, yeah yeah yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're one and the same&lt;br /&gt;We're anything but ordinary&lt;br /&gt;One and the same&lt;br /&gt;I think we're almost legendary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me, the perfect team&lt;br /&gt;Chasing down the dream&lt;br /&gt;We're one and the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! Hey!&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda like you, you're kinda like me&lt;br /&gt;When we write the same song in a different key&lt;br /&gt;It's got a rhythm you and me can get along&lt;br /&gt;(Get along)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem cliché for me to wanna say&lt;br /&gt;That you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;(Here I go again)&lt;br /&gt;And you can call me uncool but it's a simple fact&lt;br /&gt;I still got your back, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're one and the same&lt;br /&gt;We're anything but ordinary&lt;br /&gt;One and the same&lt;br /&gt;I think we're almost legendary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me, the perfect team&lt;br /&gt;Shaking up the scene&lt;br /&gt;We're one and the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're one and the same&lt;br /&gt;We're anything but ordinary&lt;br /&gt;One and the same&lt;br /&gt;We're so good, more than momentary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're one&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're one&lt;br /&gt;(I think we're almost legendary)&lt;br /&gt;We're anything but ordinary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me, the perfect team&lt;br /&gt;Chasing down the dream, oh&lt;br /&gt;You and me, the perfect team&lt;br /&gt;Shaking up the scene&lt;br /&gt;We're one and the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! Hey!&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! Hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-6513660288957477933?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/6513660288957477933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=6513660288957477933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/6513660288957477933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/6513660288957477933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-and-same.html' title='One and the Same,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XIqD4F3Ynrc/Ss8FVRYicGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tLPUikMWv14/s72-c/deannainaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-5566392789495212788</id><published>2009-09-24T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:39:58.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pixie Lott - Gravity</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; 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I just got back home yesterday. We celebrated our 1st of Syawal in JB, Mum's side. Then we went to Singapore, my mum's relatives are all there. Everything went smooth until evening. That's when my uncle started to tease and tease and it annoyed me that much. I fought back, as always. And we did not spoke to each other till today. Haha. Whatever. Well, that was on the 1st of Syawal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 2nd day, we went back home to Shah Alam. My Dad's side. We met our cousins and uncles and had tons of fun! Later at night, I slept at my grandmother's house where everyone was there. My cousins and brothers played fireworks when I, was studying my ass off in the house. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, later after midnight, my cousin, Azeera and my brother, Izzat, got bored. We took some pictures using my uncle's webcam, we went outside and played some fireworks with my uncle. Then, my grandmother heard the noise, she came outside :O we hid behind the neighbour's car. But got caught -.- luckily she wasn't mad at us :D as they said, grandmothers were sent from heaven for us, grandchildren. Wait, I'm not sure if that is it. HAHAHA :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it for now. Oh, here's a picture of our family in JB. 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It's one, two, three days before Raya. I'm going back to JB tomorrow night while my family goes tonight. I know, why why. Because, I thought we have school on Friday as the teachers said so. Then I told my mum about it. So she bought me flight ticket to JB on Friday night with my auntie. THEN, all of a sudden, my teacher told me that, we have no school on Friday. I was happy but then, OMG! Flight ticket! I re-checked the price and yeah well, let's just say, it made my jaw dropped for a minute. I got home and I told my mum about it. She was so pissed off with the school. She asked me to follow her tonight and just burn the ticket. But I wanted to make use of the ticket since she already bought it. So tonight, I'm gonna sleep at my grandmother's house. Tomorrow evening, my auntie will come and pick me up and go to KLIA. Fascinating. Right. Well, right now, I'm thinking about the old times when we were about to celebrate Raya. One two days before Raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;mother's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;side (JB), the night before Raya was about the singing, the exchanging of baju raya, the food, the hair make up blablaa. I still remember the time when I was 13. The night before raya, my cousins and my siblings sang almost every Raya song we knew until we were asleep. HAHA. We played bunga api and mercun. Got tired, then we went into the house. And every one of us, slept in the living room. I was the oldest there but I didn't care. Mama told me to behave, but pishposh to that. Hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;father's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;side (Shah Alam), the night before Raya was about the cleaning, re-arranging furnitures, cleaning, the food, the baju raya and cleaning again. I know. But it was fun. Surprisingly. It was because I was with my cousins and my other family members, gathered together, laughter, did stupid things, got scolded. Haha. We rarely see each other so that's why. I didn't care I had to clean whatever &lt;i&gt;at that time&lt;/i&gt; because I was with them. The house was just filled with joy and laughter. This side of the family, I was the second oldest. So I don't really have the responsibility or so :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I just hope it remains the same. The feeling. But in the same time, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;study.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;PMR is getting nearer and nearer. Well, I guess that's all. Gotta study! Byee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDIFITRI MAAF ZAHIR BATIN&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/1473238712505339482-1758268282830463589?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/1758268282830463589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=1758268282830463589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/1758268282830463589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/1758268282830463589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/09/raya-raya-raya.html' title='Raya raya raya,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-2202090386742906528</id><published>2009-09-13T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T02:54:02.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: white; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat-x; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; margin-right: 12px; margin-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I just got back from the library with Ainaa, Haziq Bib, Aidin and Amir. Well, we studied at first, then rested for awhile at 2 then turned out that awhile was until 5. HAHA. We met Hafizuddin there. He was emo-ing with Bib for some reason. So he studied alone. Didn't care to join us. Sigh. While we were resting, we took some books that looked interesting. Like, Japanese dictionary, Fashion and Assassination. Wow :O the Assassination book was really wow :O Ainaa told us many stories about leaders and how they got killed. Everyone listened to her, really interested in what she's telling. But Aidin was the only who slept. Hahaha. It was very amazing how she can remember all those facts. If only she could use that talent in History -.- I'm sure she'll pass. Then we went home, walking. All five of us plus Hafizuddin. He's getting better. Lol. As we walked, Ainaa and I talked about Prophet Muhammad. Yeah, and we really understand the whole thing :D and now, I'm sitting and blogging and playing Restaurant City. Oh well, I wanna continue playing jamlegend. Later :)&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/1473238712505339482-2202090386742906528?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/2202090386742906528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=2202090386742906528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/2202090386742906528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/2202090386742906528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/09/learning.html' title='Learning,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-3570192228657473980</id><published>2009-09-11T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T06:56:04.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love actually,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's a story that touches my heart. It's about two strangers, falling in love. By accident (!)-back in the 80's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A girl by the name of Zarina, and a guy by the name of Abdul Halim. YEAH! My parents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum was an STF student and my dad was an MCKK student. It was being said that every boarding school is not okay with each other. I mean like, enemies -.- i don't really get that. But whatever. Okay, so my mum went to UM, Universiti Malaya or something. And my dad went to somewhere in UK. They have never met before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, my dad's twin brother flew to Malaysia to see his girlfriend. Then he met my mum. He immediately told my dad about my mum. He said that she's very attractive and that my dad should give it a try since my dad barely dates. I don't even know about his past girlfriends -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then, my dad wrote a letter to my mum. A few days later, my mum received the letter. She was like, er do I have a friend in UK? She was very very, blurrish I don't know. My dad said in the letter that he wanted to meet her. Then later after that, they MET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, five minutes. Let me tell you a short description about my mum and dad ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is a slacker. Seriously. And she's brutal when she was a kid. She very the slumber kinda girl and very friendly and she liked to have many people around her. Didn't care what people might think about her. She would wear her dad's shirt, and her skinny and flip flops and just go out. GO MAMA! Haha. And she's fierce, foxy mama kinda fierce. Grr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Babah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is a perfectionist. A bookworm. He's not that social and he doesn't really like to be one. He would rather be in his room than to meet and chat with new people. When he was a kid, he read like, 5 books per day. Novel. But he sounded like a really nice boy right? Well, in school, my dad and his twin brother were always in trouble for lying about their identity since they really looked the same back then. Haha good one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my dad flew to Malaysia to meet my mum with the help from his brother. But as he got to the place to meet my mum, he stayed in the car and didn't move a bit. He asked his brother to go check on my mum. Very the shy onee haa babah? Haha. Then my mum knew about my dad's previous school, MCKK and she went straight to the point, no wonder lahh berlagak semacam budak nii, euw so takda masa for this. HAHA that made me laughed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But later, they did go out on a date. My mum often said that she couldn't go out and stuffs and my dad just said, okay. Then my mum realized something different about my dad. He's not in a rush to flirt my mum and he respected her decision, unlike any other guys. Days and months flew by. My dad fell for my mum. But my mum was like, whatever I'm still young, I wanna enjoy life -.-" my mum hated smokers. My dad was one back then. So every time they went out, my dad would throw the cigars away. Haha padan muka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, while they were having their lunch together, my dad told my mum that he got and offer to work in UK. And my mum just said, Oh okay, pergi lah sana, nobody's stopping you, and I wanna stay here. Then my dad just said, Oh right, okay. Then! One afternoon, my dad called my mum and said, I reject offer kerja kat UK. I wanna stay here and be with you. Wherever you are, I'm gonna be right beside you. I was like, WHAT THE EFF?! You rejected the offer?! I was mad at my mum after that. My dad had fallen for my mum, deeply. Sacrificed everything for her. I was kinda not okay with that. Hahaha :p after my dad told my mum, then only, she fell for him. PFTHHH -.- she realized that my dad was not fooling around with her. And that my dad was really serious with the relationship. I never thought my dad could be as perfect as that. He really loved my mum. Awww &amp;lt;3 that's sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, they got married till now. They looked happy together. And till now, my dad still respects my mum and sacrifice everything for her. He's still the same old Halim back then when he told my mum that he loved her. Wow. I really look up to them. Especially my dad. Hahah. But I'm still not satisfied about the offer that he rejected -.-" oh well. I want to have that kinda feeling too, someday. Being really into it. And giving in to each other. And just, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; like that. Who knew? Two different worlds, two strangers, VERY different personalities, could be together and in love with each other :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-3570192228657473980?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/3570192228657473980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=3570192228657473980' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/3570192228657473980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/3570192228657473980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-actually.html' title='Love actually,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-4236453091819815444</id><published>2009-09-06T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:37:30.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not anymore,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;You thought I could handle this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;So you gave me the responsibility to guide&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I knew I what I had to do before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;But now I'm just not sure of it anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;You've raised me well&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;You've taught me what's wrong and what's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;But truth is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I don't know what I'm doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;You left me in charge of everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I needed someone to listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;But I guess,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;It's a little too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-4236453091819815444?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/4236453091819815444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=4236453091819815444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/4236453091819815444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/4236453091819815444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-anymore.html' title='Not anymore,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-945216571864471827</id><published>2009-08-31T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T04:18:47.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahligai,</title><content type='html'>Damn it. There's no entertainment there, at the condo. Get this, there's NO tv &amp;amp; computer. Ahh this is life. Well to my mum, that is. She said, "Oh good for you guys, you can now play scrabble with mama." Thee hell. I don't play scrabble! And Azme suggested that I should go back and forth to Section 10, just to get all the entertainment. Then, go back to Mahligai. HAHA. You know what? Maybe I would :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-945216571864471827?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/945216571864471827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=945216571864471827' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/945216571864471827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/945216571864471827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/08/mahligai.html' title='Mahligai,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-5418908702576999339</id><published>2009-08-29T17:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:37:54.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't sleep,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's 8.37 am, and I can't sleep. What the hell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-5418908702576999339?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/5418908702576999339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=5418908702576999339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5418908702576999339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5418908702576999339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/08/cant-sleep.html' title='Can&apos;t sleep,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-1556810576131754279</id><published>2009-08-29T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T15:26:56.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up call,</title><content type='html'>Wow, okay. I've just realised that &lt;b&gt;PMR&lt;/b&gt; will be on the &lt;b&gt;7th October 2009.&lt;/b&gt; That's freaky enough for me. I didn't continue my studies to be honest since the holiday began. And now it's 30th August. Well, I freaked out about this, just this morning. At 2.15 am, I was watching tv when I came to realise the PMR thingy and it just scared the crap out of me. I ran up to my room, and took my Geography book, and study. But later, my head went crazy. I couldn't focuse since it's almost 3 and I was kinda sleepy -.- but I prayed before I went downstairs, to sleep. Surprisingly, I didn't sleep when I got to the living room. Instead, I watched Addams Family Values on HBO :D haha it was my fav since I was like, 5 years old. As I watched, I heard my mum's voice upstairs. Then I looked at the clock, it's 4.30. I turned off the tv straight away and rushed to sleep. Well I didn't get to sleep, but at least, I've tried to. Haha. Then babah woke us all up for sahur. And now, I'm blogging at 6.25 am. WOW :O ohh! And my parents are going to take me shopping today! :D okay, I think that's it for now. &lt;i&gt;Ciao.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-1556810576131754279?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/1556810576131754279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=1556810576131754279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/1556810576131754279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/1556810576131754279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/08/wake-up-call.html' title='Wake up call,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-7300823488892634957</id><published>2009-08-29T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:06:19.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take My Hand,</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PvWoEGBFARk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PvWoEGBFARk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-7300823488892634957?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/7300823488892634957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=7300823488892634957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/7300823488892634957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/7300823488892634957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/08/take-my-hand.html' title='Take My Hand,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-7715190393591698634</id><published>2009-08-27T01:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T01:50:08.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy fasting,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHA YES! Finally, I can fast. Lol. Well, happy fasting to all muslims :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-7715190393591698634?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/7715190393591698634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=7715190393591698634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/7715190393591698634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/7715190393591698634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-fasting.html' title='Happy fasting,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-750756018045155093</id><published>2009-08-26T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:48:36.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JamLegend,</title><content type='html'>Omg, i just played this game, and hell. It was FUN! Haha. Okay, so maybe I just knew about it, but whatever. So, as I onlined my Facebook just now, my uncle gave me the site, &lt;a href="http://www.jamlegend.com/"&gt;http://www.jamlegend.com/&lt;/a&gt;, he asked me to play. At first, I was a little bit blur about it, but I learned how to play it. With my brother's help *sigh. And it's so much fun! :D you should check it out. And, why not? Let's battle :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-750756018045155093?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/750756018045155093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=750756018045155093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/750756018045155093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/750756018045155093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/08/jamlegend.html' title='JamLegend,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-2783781288742796463</id><published>2009-08-25T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:52:44.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Round and round,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You've turned this thing around like it's a game. Did you think it'll be interesting for us? Bullshit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-2783781288742796463?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/2783781288742796463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=2783781288742796463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/2783781288742796463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/2783781288742796463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-game.html' title='Round and round,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-2103109808396872007</id><published>2009-08-24T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T02:43:42.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mayday Parade - Three Cheers for Five Years,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2lDVR_2mb6Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2lDVR_2mb6Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And I swear that you don't have to go&lt;br /&gt;I thought we could wait for the fireworks&lt;br /&gt;And I thought we could wait for the snow&lt;br /&gt;To wash over Georgia and kill the hurt&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could live in your arms&lt;br /&gt;And spend every moment I had with you&lt;br /&gt;Stay up all night with the stars&lt;br /&gt;Confess all the faith that I had in you (I had in you)&lt;br /&gt;To late, I'm sure and lonely&lt;br /&gt;It's another night, another dream wasted on you&lt;br /&gt;Just be here now against me&lt;br /&gt;You know the words so sing along for me, Baby&lt;br /&gt;For heaven's sake I know you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;But you won't stop crying&lt;br /&gt;This anniversary may never be the same&lt;br /&gt;Inside I hope you know I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;With my heart beside me&lt;br /&gt;In shattered pieces that may never be replaced&lt;br /&gt;And if I died right now you'd never be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought with a month of apart&lt;br /&gt;Together would find us an opening&lt;br /&gt;And moonlight would provide the spark&lt;br /&gt;And that I would stumble across the key&lt;br /&gt;(Or break down the door to your heart)&lt;br /&gt;Forever could see us not you and me&lt;br /&gt;Or you'd help me out of the dark&lt;br /&gt;And I'd give my heart as an offering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To late, I'm sure and lonely&lt;br /&gt;It's another night, another dream wasted on you&lt;br /&gt;Just be here now against me&lt;br /&gt;You know the words so sing along for me, Baby&lt;br /&gt;For heaven's sake I know you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;But you won't stop crying&lt;br /&gt;This anniversary may never be the same&lt;br /&gt;Inside I hope you know I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;With my heart beside me&lt;br /&gt;In shattered pieces that may never be replaced&lt;br /&gt;And if I died right now you'd never be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will always remember you as you are right now to me&lt;br /&gt;And I will always remember you now, remember you now&lt;br /&gt;So sleep alone tonight with no one here just by your side&lt;br /&gt;Sleep alone tonight&lt;br /&gt;How does he feel, how does he kiss&lt;br /&gt;How does he taste while he's on your lips&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget you&lt;br /&gt;I know you want me to want you&lt;br /&gt;I want to&lt;br /&gt;But I can't forgive you&lt;br /&gt;So when this is over don't blow your composure baby&lt;br /&gt;I can't forgive you&lt;br /&gt;I know you want me to want you I want to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-2103109808396872007?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/2103109808396872007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=2103109808396872007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/2103109808396872007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/2103109808396872007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/08/three-cheers-for-five.html' title='Mayday Parade - Three Cheers for Five Years,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-5609251288588239434</id><published>2009-08-24T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T09:45:28.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LEAVE,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JUST, GO AWAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-5609251288588239434?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/5609251288588239434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=5609251288588239434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5609251288588239434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5609251288588239434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/08/leave.html' title='LEAVE,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-307882546397200326</id><published>2009-08-15T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T19:19:12.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Symptoms,</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I woke up with a high temperature and cough and sore throat. All of a sudden-.- I told Kay about it and he asked me to take panadols or something then go back to sleep. So after I took my shower, I went downstairs, took one tablet of panadol activfast, checked my temperature (37.7) and wore that coolfever thingy and go back to sleep. After 2 hours, I woke up and I felt great. No more fever. So, I studied a little then ate then went to piano class. After that, I coughed again and got that sore throat. It got worse. And I felt like I'm getting that fever again. But I didn't care. I asked  Babah to send me to Kelab Shah Alam, to go swimming. He asked me whether I really want to go or not because he noticed that I'm not that fine. So I just said, yeah I want to go, I'll be fine. Then I went to swim but the cough and the sore throat is getting WORSE -.- so i stopped. Luckily I brought my Geography book to study. Then Babah picked me up. We arrived home, I immediately asked Mama where's the cough syrup and stuffs. She asked me why. Then I told her. And she got mad because I didn't tell her earlier this morning that I had fever. Well, I always took care of myself-.- before this, she's the one who told me to take panadol if i have a fever or something. Then we went to the clinic. And the doctor said that my temperature is now 39. If I'm not feeling well within 48 hours then I have to do the blood test. And I just got the symptoms. That's all. After that, we went to the mall. I wanted bubble tea but Mama and Babah said NO-.-" and Mama told me to quarantine myself in the room. But I'll get one of the laptops! HAHA :D i slept early yesterday and now, I'm feeling much better. Just that cough and sore throat. Haiya. Please, I want to go to school tomorrow. TRIAL. Hmm, I guess that's all for now. &lt;i&gt;Ciao.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-307882546397200326?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/307882546397200326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=307882546397200326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/307882546397200326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/307882546397200326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/08/symptoms.html' title='Symptoms,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-4841794284850038881</id><published>2009-08-14T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T08:32:40.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial,</title><content type='html'>So far, we've taken BM paper 1 &amp;amp; 2 and Math paper 1 &amp;amp; 2. And guess what? I suck at both subjects. Sheesh. Ho yeah, I'm gonna get a big C for sure. Damnit. How the hell am I supposed to score in PMR? Haiiiyo. I don't want to dissapoint my parents. After what they've done for me. Hmm, this week, the principal asked us to wear that mask to school since the H1N1 thingy is getting out of control. Death here and there. Sooo I wore that mask just now. But only for awhile. Then I asked Rara to buy me one of them from the 5 Sc 1 students. But I wore it for like, 30 minutes or so. Then I took it off. Haha. I hate wearing that thing -.- hmm, so I guess that's all? Later,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-4841794284850038881?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/4841794284850038881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=4841794284850038881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/4841794284850038881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/4841794284850038881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/08/trial.html' title='Trial,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-8895806311066114960</id><published>2009-08-11T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T09:45:54.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh dear God,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I. NEED. HELP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-8895806311066114960?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/8895806311066114960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=8895806311066114960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/8895806311066114960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/8895806311066114960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-dear-god.html' title='Oh dear God,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-6671769145218506824</id><published>2009-08-07T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T04:04:43.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite A Mess,</title><content type='html'>For the past few weeks, I've not stayed at home studying like how I am supposed to since trial is on the 13th August. I went out on friday nights. Sleepover and did some stuffs. I know I've got to hold back all those things. Start studying and be serious. But, it's hard you know. My uncle is not here anymore, I mean like, spending time with me or just hang with me. He's busy with his life. And my cousins are far away. I have no guidance thru this time now. In the past, my uncle was always the one who really talked to me about how I should do this and that. How I should not waste anything. And being close to him gave me the courage to just do what I'm supposed to do. Pushed myself to work hard for PMR. But now, everything has changed. I am on my own with my stubborn little mind. I couldn't control my feelings or desire anymore. Mama and babah are getting on my nerves lately. Friends, well they're not with me 24/7. And they can't be. But, really, thank you for everything you guys have tried. Especially Ainaa :) well then I really should learn this new phrase. Sigh. Oh and goodluck for all the PMR candidates. Goodluck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-6671769145218506824?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/6671769145218506824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=6671769145218506824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/6671769145218506824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/6671769145218506824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/08/quite-mess.html' title='Quite A Mess,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-1443366702452155841</id><published>2009-07-25T02:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T02:20:53.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deafining Voices,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Come with me&lt;br /&gt;Let me walk in through the world that I currently stay in&lt;br /&gt;You can take a look around and tell me if I’m mistaken&lt;br /&gt;You can even talk to everybody that I live with&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you could tell me why everybody’s so distant&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or maybe, when I look around daily&lt;br /&gt;I don’t even know the people I can put my trust in lately&lt;br /&gt;People that I used to hang with now their actin’ to different&lt;br /&gt;I’m still the same person why doesn’t anybody listen&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody please just explain to me&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the way that we always said we’d be&lt;br /&gt;Right now I dunno why I push through the pain that I got through&lt;br /&gt;And I’m losin’ hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deafening voices&lt;br /&gt;That frequency inside my head that says&lt;br /&gt;I’m going at it the hard way I focus&lt;br /&gt;Get everything inside out of my brain that claims&lt;br /&gt;I’m going at it the hard way&lt;br /&gt;Voices in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come with me&lt;br /&gt;Let me walk in through the world that I currently live in&lt;br /&gt;Not a thing is forgotten, not a thing is forgiven&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can hold their own underneath the weight but&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can take the blame for their own mistakes so&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when somebody lets you down&lt;br /&gt;And you wanna say something but you can’t cause their not around&lt;br /&gt;Inside you think they know the extent of the pain&lt;br /&gt;But they won’t even admit that they were the one to blame&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody please just explain to me&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the way that we always said we’d be&lt;br /&gt;Cause right now I dunno why I push through the pain that I got through&lt;br /&gt;And I’m losin’ hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deafening voices&lt;br /&gt;That frequency inside my head that says&lt;br /&gt;I’m going at it the hard way I focus&lt;br /&gt;Get everything inside out of my brain that claims&lt;br /&gt;I’m going at it the hard way&lt;br /&gt;Voices in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody please just explain to me&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the way that we always said we’d be&lt;br /&gt;Right now I dunno why I push through the pain that I got through&lt;br /&gt;And I’m losin’ hope, give me one reason not to ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deafening voices&lt;br /&gt;That frequency inside my head that says&lt;br /&gt;I’m going at it the hard way I focus&lt;br /&gt;Get everything inside out of my brain that claims&lt;br /&gt;I’m going at it the hard way&lt;br /&gt;Voices in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-1443366702452155841?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/1443366702452155841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=1443366702452155841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/1443366702452155841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/1443366702452155841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/07/deafining-voices.html' title='Deafining Voices,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-6956161350571914143</id><published>2009-07-18T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T20:38:03.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a laugh,</title><content type='html'>I went to the stadium yesterday, to watch MU! YEAAH BABY. Haha. My dad got the ticket. Seriously last minute. A day before the match, we received a letter from my dad's friend. Then my mum opened it and boom! Three rm308 tickets to the game. At first i didnt know anything until my brother updated his profile at ms-.- yeah, had to know it that way. What a brother *sigh. So we went there with Izzat's friend, Danial. His father was kind enough to drop us there. ALONE. No adults. HAHA. That's the best part actually. I dont think my mum knows about it :) the game was good but slow. But whatever, the seat was the best. Great view mann. Seriously. And MU won 3-2. Well that's worth it. At least, MSIA got to score 2. After the game, we went home. And ordered mcdelivery. Then went online til 3 am i think. Azme did something really really funny. And i laughed so hard! :)) well yesterday was really tiring. And today, well, i just did the housework and my homework. Wow :O im proud of myself. HAHA. Ohh! And the rest of my family is in PD actually since yesterday. So it's just me, Izzat and my great grandfather. That's why i got the chance to go online til 3 am -.- haha but yeah, it was funn. So i guess that's it. Later,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-6956161350571914143?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/6956161350571914143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=6956161350571914143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/6956161350571914143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/6956161350571914143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-laugh.html' title='It&apos;s a laugh,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-6655030639217065553</id><published>2009-07-17T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T04:15:16.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG ;O i can't swim as fast as i used to. Damnit. Gotta swim at least 5 days or 3 days a week mann. Oh and i wanna watch HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF BLOOD PRINCE! Tomorrow's the only day that i'm free to go out. Well, not technically ilegally free, but my parents will be away to PD til Sunday. Haha so go figure. Lol. Hmm, Ainaa and I fought over something stupid last Tuesday. I mean, it's all a misunderstanding. Aiyayaya. But kinda funny, but really. I guess people can easily misunderstand by the way i tell a story or the way i talk-.- Ainaa said that i'm heartless (haha) and that my honesty kills people ;O i guess im being way too honest or i just love the straight forward thingy but it hurts people. Oh God, Deanna. Stop it. You gotta take care of their feelings. Sorry ;( goodbye,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-6655030639217065553?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/6655030639217065553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=6655030639217065553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/6655030639217065553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/6655030639217065553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg-o-i-cant-swim-as-fast-as-i-used-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-124462620714561265</id><published>2009-07-17T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T00:14:42.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;"Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up."  -James A. Baldwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="body" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;"Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely, willingly and without expectation. We don't love to be loved; we love to love.&lt;/span&gt; "  -Leo Buscaglia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(50, 29, 2); "&gt;"Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own."  -Robert Heinlein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="body" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;"Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop."  -H.L Mencken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(50, 29, 2); "&gt;"I love you as you are, but do not tell me how that is."  -Antonio Porchia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;"Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart. "  -Kay Knudsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="body" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;"Sometimes it's a form of love just to talk to somebody that you have nothing in common with and still be fascinated by their presence."&lt;/span&gt;  -David Byrne&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(50, 29, 2); "&gt;"You learn to like someone when you find out what makes them laugh, but you can never truly love someone until you find out what makes them cry."  -Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;"We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love.  It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person."  -W. Somerset Maugham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;"Just because somebody doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have."  -Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;"Anyone can catch your eye, but it takes someone special to catch your heart."  -Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;"Trip over love, you can get up.  Fall in love and you fall forever."  -Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#321D02;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;"I don't wish to be everything to everyone, but I would like to be something to someone."  -Javan&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/1473238712505339482-124462620714561265?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/124462620714561265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=124462620714561265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/124462620714561265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/124462620714561265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/07/quotes.html' title='Quotes,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-8085010654976594826</id><published>2009-07-11T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T10:40:07.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was never enough,</title><content type='html'>-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-8085010654976594826?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/8085010654976594826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=8085010654976594826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/8085010654976594826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/8085010654976594826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-was-never-enough.html' title='It was never enough,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-3132633528817727211</id><published>2009-07-10T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T01:15:50.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The week,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;We're okay now. Things are settled between us. Then we'll see til PMR's over. And yeah, we'll sort things out. OHMYGOD! PMR! 11 weeks is it? -.- god damnit. I studied a bit but i know it's not enough. I have to cover everything by then end of next month. Shit. I just have to sacrifice a bit for these 3 months. Then, i'll be free. YEAH FREE TO DO ANYTHING. Gahah. I dont want to come home. Overnight or something you know. Haha. But for now, i gotta study. Get those darn A's. Goodluck to all. Oh, im not going to school tomorrow. Going to watch ice age 3. My mum bought the ticket already, soooo, yeah skip school. She doesnt need to know anything about school. HAHA. It's fun. And i just started tuition. I know, few months til PMR, and i just started-.- i'll work my ass off for MATH SC SEJ GEOG KH PI. Hell that's a lot for how many weeks. Aiya. Oh yeah, Ainaa's bday was on Tuesday. And raina and widad made the cupcakes for her. I wasn't on time to do the batter with them :'( but at least, i was in time to make the icing! Haha that was fun :D so we did a little surprise for Ainaa at the canteen, sang her the bday song. She was damn embarassed. Haha. And everybody sang for her too :) i made her a card :D and raina did too, but that's for everybody to sign. She was happy, riight? Haha. And she received presents, from her secret admirers. HAHAHA. That was awesome. So i guess that's for now. Later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-3132633528817727211?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/3132633528817727211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=3132633528817727211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/3132633528817727211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/3132633528817727211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/07/week.html' title='The week,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-5015489303706599532</id><published>2009-06-27T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T07:25:45.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If YOU ARE SMART ENOUGH, YOU'LL STAY AWAY FROM ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-5015489303706599532?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-4715846984516601151</id><published>2009-06-27T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T07:23:42.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zee Avi - Someone You Used To Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bqR3D1pr9_Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&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/bqR3D1pr9_Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;It was helpless anyway&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much we could do or say&lt;br /&gt;Darling don't you think it's a shame?&lt;br /&gt;that it had to end this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;our love is lost, and we cant figure why&lt;br /&gt;maybe it really is about time&lt;br /&gt;that we finally made up our minds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Darling, here's to you&lt;br /&gt;i hope that when you find someone new&lt;br /&gt;that she would always be true to you&lt;br /&gt;to love and understand you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon you'll build new memories&lt;br /&gt;then slowly you'd forget about me&lt;br /&gt;then i would slowly be&lt;br /&gt;a distant memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Soon i'll just be&lt;br /&gt;that someone you used to know&lt;br /&gt;But darling you will thank me&lt;br /&gt;for letting you go&lt;br /&gt;time is not for wasting&lt;br /&gt;i hope you'll find your intended&lt;br /&gt;But i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;that your intended isn't me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not an easy thing&lt;br /&gt;to shake off our history&lt;br /&gt;i know that's what you want from me&lt;br /&gt;but they will always stay with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit i made mistakes&lt;br /&gt;but darling with you it's just the same&lt;br /&gt;if we stay there will be more to make&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how much more we can take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, it would be unfair&lt;br /&gt;to stay with something no longer there&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't mean i no longer care&lt;br /&gt;but i'd feel like a burden you can't bear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-4715846984516601151?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/4715846984516601151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=4715846984516601151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/4715846984516601151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/4715846984516601151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/06/zee-avi-someone-you-used-to-know.html' title='Zee Avi - Someone You Used To Know'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-2680283756397393935</id><published>2009-06-19T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T03:35:03.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen to this,</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m5Kyp6bp_R8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m5Kyp6bp_R8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You say you gotta go and find yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; You say that you're becoming someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Don't recognize the face in the mirror looking back at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; You say you're leaving as you look away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I know there's really nothing left to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Just know I'm here whenever you need me I'll wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; So I'll let you go, I'll set you free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; And when you've seen what you need to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; When you find you, come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Take your time, I won't go anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Picture you with the wind in your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I'll keep your things right where you left them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I'll be here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Oh and I'll let you go, I'll set your free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; And when you've seen what you need to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; When you find you, come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; And I hope you find everything that you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I'll be right here waiting to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; You find you, come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I can't get close if you're not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I can't get inside if there's no soul there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I can't face you, I can't save you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; It's something you'll have to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; So I'll let you go, I'll set you free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; And when you've seen what you need to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; When you find you, come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; So I'll let you go, I'll set you free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; And when you've seen what you need to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; When you find you, come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; And I hope you find everything that you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I'll be right here waiting to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; You find you, come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; You find you, come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; When you find you, come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; When you find you, come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go, set me free. And I'll come back when I'm ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-2680283756397393935?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/2680283756397393935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=2680283756397393935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/2680283756397393935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/2680283756397393935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/06/listen-to-this.html' title='Listen to this,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-8349861618247443832</id><published>2009-05-01T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:07:28.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yeahhh baby. Just got home from SACC. Bought Izzat his new perfume at Body Shop. The one i love so much which Kay loves to wear. Haha. Dammmn good. Everytime i smell that thing,  my mind would say, MUZAKKIR yummyyy :D haha. So, i didnt get anything except for undergarments and facial stuffs. Lol. Kay asked me to buy Britney's Fantasy perfume. Guess it smelled so nice. Yeah i'll buy this 28th May since im going to the airport and since my mum likes to buy perfumes at the airport. Taxes free. Ahah. God, i still smell that chocolatiee tastee :D can i hold you now, Muzakkir :) oh annd i kinda got noticed that someone talked shit about him. Boohoo. We're perfectly together. What can you even do about it? Leave it alone if you dont like it. See, told you, if you dont like what we have, then i'll take that as jealousy. And i so dont care of what you think mthrfckrs. Got that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-8349861618247443832?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/8349861618247443832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=8349861618247443832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/8349861618247443832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/8349861618247443832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/05/chocolate.html' title='Chocolate,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-3279030600840096535</id><published>2009-04-25T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:08:53.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M1Wns3XkML4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M1Wns3XkML4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both young when I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and the flashback starts&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing there on a balcony in summer air&lt;br /&gt;See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns&lt;br /&gt;See you make your way through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;And say hello, little did I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;br /&gt;And I was crying on the staircase, begging you please don't go&lt;br /&gt;And I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story, baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sneak out to the garden to see you&lt;br /&gt;We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes, let's leave this town for a little while&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;br /&gt;But you were everything to me, I was begging you please don't go&lt;br /&gt;And I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story, baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me they're tryna tell me how to feel&lt;br /&gt;this love is difficult, but it's real&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid we'll make it out of this mess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story, baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tired of waiting wondering if you were ever coming around&lt;br /&gt;My faith in you is fading&lt;br /&gt;When I met you on the outskirts of town&lt;br /&gt;And I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep waiting for you, but you never come&lt;br /&gt;Is this in my head, I don't know what to think&lt;br /&gt;He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring&lt;br /&gt;And said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry me Juliet you'll never have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;I love you and that's all I really know&lt;br /&gt;I talked to your dad you'll pick out a white dress&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story, baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both young when I first saw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-3279030600840096535?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/3279030600840096535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=3279030600840096535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/3279030600840096535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/3279030600840096535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-were-both-young-when-i-first-saw-you.html' title='Love Story,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-5592161049038724823</id><published>2009-04-25T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:51:41.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sette down,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I've finished my folios! Finally. With my friends' help :D thanks so much homies. I love you guys. And now, i have to study study study. It's almost May damnit! And PMR is like 5 months away. WTF. How can i not be so lazy? Teach me now now :/ for some reason, i dont know why im still like this. Am i not scared or what? My friends are like, OMG PMR PMR PMR! STUDY! And im like, OH PMR :O and that's it. That's just it. Whatahell is wrongg with me -.- i think im an alien from outerspace who lives on earth to destroy human beings. To damage them. Yeah. Lol -.- i want Muzakkir now.  I want my mum's cookies and cakes now. I want my birthday to be celebrated now. I want money now. I want FREEDOM. Help mee. Damnit. Fine, let's talk about something interesting at school. Uhm, nothing. Well, drama is coming soon. OH! THIS WEDNESDAY! OMG! I forgot ;O see i am so not responsible for anything. Okay what else? Uhm, oh wait. Folio sivik -.- haiya. This year is really tough. Totally a challenge for me and a new thing for me. Lol. Well, there's something good about it. Im close to my brother now. I mean, Izzat. Yeah, you can say that he's more understanding now. He's okay. Sometimes, i like to tell him stories of mine. And he listens. Imagine that. A 14-year-old kid, listens to his sister babling about her life. Hahaha. We laughed and we back each other up. He's fun. Any planings to do, i'll always go to him first. And he'll think about something to cover for me. Haha. Good boy. There's ups and downs. I know i just gotta live with it. It's just life. And whenever im near the breaking point, i know where to go to :) JUST GOTTA HAVE THAT THICK SKIN YO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-5592161049038724823?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/5592161049038724823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=5592161049038724823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5592161049038724823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5592161049038724823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/04/sette-down.html' title='Sette down,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-6323879850656281809</id><published>2009-04-05T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T02:12:51.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;WELL OBVIOUSLY NOW, IM THE WORLD'S MOST HATED PERSON. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-6323879850656281809?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/6323879850656281809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=6323879850656281809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/6323879850656281809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/6323879850656281809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_05.html' title='.'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-2986401297041755696</id><published>2009-04-04T22:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T00:57:35.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know who,</title><content type='html'>Dear, please take a note out of this. You are of all reason why i could survive. You are of all reason why i could hold myself so that i wouldn't cry. And you're the reason for everything. I've been holding this thoughts for myself for who knows how long. And im in love with you. There's no one could replace you. NO ONE. You're special to me. Maybe i see something that's precious in you that nobody else could see. Nobody else could understand. You made it clear to me that there's hope. You made my day by just saying a simple ''Hey'' to me. Listen now, you mean the world to me. And trust me, i really really do love you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;''What you mean to me, you'll never know Deep inside of me, i need to show''&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/1473238712505339482-2986401297041755696?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/2986401297041755696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=2986401297041755696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/2986401297041755696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/2986401297041755696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-know-who.html' title='You know who,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-747579353526136033</id><published>2009-04-03T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T19:16:50.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm a complete idiot. I'm so selfish. I didn't think about other people's feelings. I didn't think they needed help. I forgot about them. I forgot who i used to be. I'm sorry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-747579353526136033?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/747579353526136033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=747579353526136033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/747579353526136033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/747579353526136033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='-.-'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-5242493576133329891</id><published>2009-04-03T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:20:33.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth hurts ; lies worse,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Life's been getting really hard these days. Mama is acting really bossy and annoying and selfish. Babah is pissing me off. And, friends, well, they're okay. At least. Sometimes, i wonder, how long can i live with this? For how long can i stand this shit? How long can i control my feelings? And how long can they keep up with me. So i was wondering. Who's there to save me. Is there somebody out there that can keep up with me? That can manage to be patient with me. Really patient. Cause i've been holding this back for too long. I've been listening and hiding. I've been crying all my nights off. I lied when i said im okay. I lied when i said that im fine. I fake every smile i give away. Knowing it's not worth a dime. Everyone is running away from me. Slowly and slowly. So tell me. Do you like these tears that's hurting me? Everytime that i cried, i will end up feeling so useless and full of shit and just nothing. NOTHING. I think im not doing this right. I think i've made mistakes all over again. I think that what i gave to them, is not enough. I need to try harder and harder. And i need to push it to the limit. Gosh. I want to stay away from everything actually right now. Let me stay in a hospital for a week or two. Let me just fly away. Im not a supergirl. Never was. So please don't try to hurt me. Please don't say things like you didn't trust me. Please don't. I need time-out. Im all stressed out and nobody is there to listen. So please just STOP FOR AWHILE. Let me have my cure and have my strengths build up again. I need to find a place where i can just think of nothing else but me. I want to be selfish for awhile. I want to find myself again. So it's good that my phone is dead. I'll be away till who knows when. Right now, im weak. Im so weak that i can't think straight. I've been doing all the stupid things, all the wrong things and so on. Please, please. Just let me breathe. And you can find me later, when im okay. I need to get out of this. Sorry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-5242493576133329891?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/5242493576133329891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=5242493576133329891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5242493576133329891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5242493576133329891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/04/can-you-make-it-easier.html' title='Truth hurts ; lies worse,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-2803529652930610168</id><published>2009-02-27T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T05:28:21.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two worlds collide :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sR0dgfvd3HI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/sR0dgfvd3HI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;She was given the world&lt;br /&gt;So much that she couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;And she needed someone&lt;br /&gt;To show her who she could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she tried to survive&lt;br /&gt;Wearing her heart on her sleeve&lt;br /&gt;But I needed you to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had your dreams&lt;br /&gt;I had mine&lt;br /&gt;You had your fears&lt;br /&gt;I was fine&lt;br /&gt;Showed me what I couldn't find&lt;br /&gt;When two different worlds collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;She was scared of it all&lt;br /&gt;Watching from far away&lt;br /&gt;And she was given a role&lt;br /&gt;Never knew just when to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she tried to survive&lt;br /&gt;Living a life on her own&lt;br /&gt;Always afraid of the throne&lt;br /&gt;But you've given me strength to find home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;She was scared&lt;br /&gt;Unprepared&lt;br /&gt;Lose in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Falling apart&lt;br /&gt;I can survive with you by my side&lt;br /&gt;We´re gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;(We´re gonna be alright)&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when&lt;br /&gt;Two different worlds collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had your dreams&lt;br /&gt;I had mine&lt;br /&gt;You had your fears&lt;br /&gt;I was fine&lt;br /&gt;Showed me what I couldn't find&lt;br /&gt;When two different worlds collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-2803529652930610168?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/2803529652930610168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=2803529652930610168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/2803529652930610168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/2803529652930610168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-worlds-collide.html' title='Two worlds collide :)'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-9094807718506378230</id><published>2009-02-27T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T04:18:06.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 2 3 4,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have bad news and a good one. Hmmph. Okay. So i kinda talked to my parents about becoming a fashion designer. I thought i was gonna get they're approvement or support. But NOOO. My mum said, "If you wanted to be a fashion designer, then you can only design 'jubah' or muslim's clothes." I was like ;O whyyyyyyy? Okay, i know i know. It's not right for me to design dresses or sexy dresses or something like that. But that's the only thing that i CAN draw! DRESSES! And my dad's respond was far worst. He actually said, "How are you going to start your career? Who's gonna take you in? Who wants you?". See. I said so. FAR WORST -.- i dont even know why i told them. Why i wanted they're opinion. Why i even chose to be a fashion designer. I know im not as lucky as my brother. He got some talents or what i like to call, braniac. He wants to be an engineer. Or was it a scientist? Heh. Whatever my brother's decision, my parents will approve. He's the their only hope i guess. Im so crushed right now. I dont know what im going to be. What stream im going to take next year. What im going to do with my life. As im only interested in designing arts and performing arts. Lol. If i told them that im interested in performing arts, im dead. They wont approve em. Im sure, 101%. GAHHH! You know what. Im not gonna think about it anymore.  Right now, i just want to focuse on PMR -.- ohh yeaah. The good news. Haha. Im WITH my best friend. Im in love with him. And i dont care what you people say. To me, it's either you're jealous or you're just not happy with my decision. He's with me and im with him now. I love him. And this is of course, NOBODY can replace him. There's a reason for every action i did. For every decision i made.  And yeah, this is my HAPPILY EVER AFTER. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-9094807718506378230?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/9094807718506378230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=9094807718506378230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/9094807718506378230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/9094807718506378230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/02/1-2-3-4.html' title='1 2 3 4,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-3042128303359771553</id><published>2009-02-20T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T01:04:39.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bummed,</title><content type='html'>Okay you know what. I am just too busy right now. I'll write soon okay? Byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-3042128303359771553?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/3042128303359771553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=3042128303359771553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/3042128303359771553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/3042128303359771553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/02/bummed.html' title='Bummed,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-8681596798150434144</id><published>2009-01-02T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:58:07.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Killers - Human</title><content type='html'>Addicted with this one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wvVOoCKjonY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/wvVOoCKjonY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-8681596798150434144?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/8681596798150434144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=8681596798150434144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/8681596798150434144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/8681596798150434144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/01/killers-human.html' title='The Killers - Human'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-531552999044097702</id><published>2009-01-02T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:58:46.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>David Archuleta - You Can</title><content type='html'>I LOVE THIS ONE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0sma-96X9mg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/0sma-96X9mg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-531552999044097702?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/531552999044097702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=531552999044097702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/531552999044097702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/531552999044097702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2009/01/david-archuleta-you-can.html' title='David Archuleta - You Can'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-4745777937199608470</id><published>2008-12-05T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T02:10:21.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I JUST CUT MY HAIR ;O and it looked kinda boyish. Haha. I asked the hairstylist to cut it V shape. I said i didn't want to cut my fringe. AND guess what? She cut it -.- and now my fringe is bugging me.  Dammnn. But my hair is still long enough to tie it. Haish. I guess i just have to cut it my own then ;D muahahaha! Okay shut up. Then i went back home. And i asked my brothers how it looked (my new hair). And like always, they said the most popular word. ENTAH. Boys -,- ohh but i asked Balqis. And she said it was nice. Awwww. It's good to have a lil sis to cheer you up. Haha. Okay so. Last week my brothers like invited me and my cousin to play CS at cc. I'd never been into any cc before. So i took the chance. HAHA i know stupid. Then he taught me how to play. And we played for like 3-4 hours. Non-stop. It was real fun! And we're the noisiest kids there. Hahaha. There's 12 of us there playin CS. Of course lah, dah kalah mesti lah jerit kan? LOL. But Izzat and his friends played dota first. I want to learn how to play that though. But mcm monsters monsters lawan. Best eh? Haha. Whatever lah. I just want to play. OH WAIT. This year. PMR! Shitass. DAMMMNNN! Grr. And mama said i can't go out often starting now. WTF. But i really really need to study. My cousin got her results last week. And of course, straight A's. And that gives me goosebumps. How the hell can i compete with that?! Nak dpt 5a for pmr subjects pun susah. Haishhh. So my resolutions this year would be, STUDY TUITION STUDY TUITION. My parents are gonna be so proud to know that im studying for real :') lol. Oh yeaah. My parents back already. They arrived here on Christmas night. Hmmph. I guess that's about it. See ya.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ciao. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;OH WAIT. SCHOOL! THIS MONDAY! FCKK! -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-4745777937199608470?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/4745777937199608470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=4745777937199608470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/4745777937199608470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/4745777937199608470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2008/12/2009.html' title='Happy New Year,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-3655478913419298289</id><published>2008-11-28T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T03:03:56.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's play,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;1. The person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;- Reysha Carlton, my personal private designer :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with her/him is?&lt;br /&gt;- friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impressions of her/him?&lt;br /&gt;- cute, small, petite, diva, shortie ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing she/he had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;- WOW. The necklace she and aimi bought for me on my bday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing she/he had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;- ni yg paling igt nii,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If she/he became your lover you will?&lt;br /&gt;- Ohmyy. Im going to be Edward Massen Cullen's bride next week, hunny. But pls, do come to our wedding :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If she/he became your lover, a thing she/he has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;- She's unique and fun in her own way already ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If she/he became your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;- Stay out of her business. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If she/he became your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;- She didn't want to become a designer ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for her/him now is?&lt;br /&gt;- talk to her mum about her becoming a fashion designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of her/him is?&lt;br /&gt;- DAAMMMNNN TALENTED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think people around you feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;- Boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The character you love of yourself is?&lt;br /&gt;- I never give up easily? WOW :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the character you hate of yourself is?&lt;br /&gt;- myself. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;- My mum, when she was a teenager :) oh the most beautiful person she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. To people that care about and like you, say something.&lt;br /&gt;- That's sweet of you. Thank you for everything that you've done. I appreciate it and will treasure you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people whom you wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;1) Ainaa&lt;br /&gt;2) Ray&lt;br /&gt;3) Widad&lt;br /&gt;4) Reysha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;5) Eela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;6) Rara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;7) Kay&lt;br /&gt;8) Ideen&lt;br /&gt;9) Fahmi&lt;br /&gt;10) Azme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Just being random. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is no. 6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;- she's single dude ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no. 9 male or female?&lt;br /&gt;- in the middle. LOL. male, duhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If no.s 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;- HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no. 2 studying?&lt;br /&gt;- PMR subjects?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat with no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;- yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What genre of music does no. 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;- great. pop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Does no. 1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;- UHUH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Would you ever woo no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;- Like reysha said, i would wanted Edward :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How about no. 7?&lt;br /&gt;- Sorry b, im going to be Edward's bride next week. Do come to our wedding too though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is no. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;- YEAAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the surname of no. 5?&lt;br /&gt;- Azhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What’s the hobby of no. 10?&lt;br /&gt;- snapping pictures? haha. oh annd treat me something ;D lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Does no. 5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;- sureee, head of the class &amp;amp;&amp;amp; asst head of the class ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Where is no. 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;- smks9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Say something casual about no. 1?&lt;br /&gt;- BEAUTIFUL INSIDE OUT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever tried developing feelings for no. 6?&lt;br /&gt;- why exactly? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Where does no. 9 live?&lt;br /&gt;- section 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What colour does no. 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;- pink maybe? ;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Are no. 5 and 1 best friends&lt;br /&gt;- uhm, good friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Is no. 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;- sexayyy haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-3655478913419298289?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/3655478913419298289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=3655478913419298289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/3655478913419298289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/3655478913419298289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-play.html' title='Let&apos;s play,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-5885447849444083131</id><published>2008-11-20T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T03:04:40.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superhuman,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I don't need one though :') i can learn to stand tall by my own. I have this mind, that, whenever something bad happens, i will, like, immediately think of the positive side. Corny? Whatever. IDONTCARE. Who even asked you to read my blog. It's your own will. I am here, writing stuffs that's in my head. And this is my blog. So screw it! -,- dammn. Sorry. Kinda in a bad mood here. It's like, i've been making mistakes all over again. I really really would appreciate if, you guys just don't call me or message me for these few days. I want to be alone for awhile :/ im keeping myself busy now. Fashion studies, fashion sketches, speech and drama exams, poems to find, decorating my portfolio and practising piano lessons. Huh. My parents would have been proud of me for doing all those stuffs though. LOL. Next year i will be facing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PMR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A lot of revisions to do. Maybe i get to transfer to a better school? -,-  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;friends, understand me now okay. I need my space for awhile. Sorry. And i guess, that's all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-5885447849444083131?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/5885447849444083131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=5885447849444083131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5885447849444083131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5885447849444083131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2008/11/superhuman.html' title='Superhuman,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-2769578279762591622</id><published>2008-11-06T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:03:31.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free for real?</title><content type='html'>My parents are going to Mekah on monday. Hmm, that means, F R E E D O M ! Hahah. But in the same time, im scared. There's a lot of stories of what happened to some people who went to Mekah. Im just not ready for anything :( Gahh! Okay, move on. So now, holidays. What to do? Outing. Tomorrow im going to school to pass up all the text books and my report card. Results tak dapat lagi -.- Aiyyhh. Anyway, i layered my hair :D It looks, well, okayy. Haha i dont think i will tie them up for tomorrow. Alaa, lagipun, last day of school kan? I didnt go to school for like 3 days :) Boring lah jugak sbb duduk rumah jea. But on tuesday, i went to sunway and just now, i went to subang parade :D So best lah gak. Pluss, my friends ckp dtg sekolah tak buat apape punn. Btw, im searching for new songs. Any suggestion? Well, im guessing that's all for now, byebyee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-2769578279762591622?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/2769578279762591622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=2769578279762591622' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/2769578279762591622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/2769578279762591622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2008/11/free-for-real.html' title='Free for real?'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-1354251517051556933</id><published>2008-10-31T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:27:20.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MERDEKA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay lah, belum merdeka lagi act. But hel-lo! Monday last paper, then merdeka lah kan? ;) So final exams are like dammmn. Geografi mcm haram -.- I read form 1 punye gila gila then masuk ciput jea ;/ BM BI boleh lahh. Agama, hmm okay lah but i left out some questions. And kira kira questions tuh 14 marks. Dah lh hafazan tak buat. Godd. Pleasee jangan lah fail. Math wass umm okay. So as Science, KH and others. Sejarah belum lagi lah sbb hari isnin nanti. Hmm, ohh and semalam baru buat theory exam. Gahh! Italian words tak hafal langsung :) hahah. Annd mama was mad at me because i overslept on the day i had the theory exam. Terus kena lecture -.- She said that i can't bring her laptop in my room till late night anymore :( But whatthehell, i am GOING to anyway. HAHA :P Sorry. I do hope i can score my exams though. Nak stay in krk 1. My classmates are like my family. Tak nak pindah class.  Hmm, so i guess that's all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ciao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-1354251517051556933?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/1354251517051556933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=1354251517051556933' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/1354251517051556933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/1354251517051556933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2008/10/merdeka.html' title='MERDEKA!'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-5618874003303857917</id><published>2008-10-15T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T09:13:04.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth,</title><content type='html'>Actually, i love &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;edward cullen &lt;/span&gt;AND &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;taylor lautner&lt;/span&gt; :D hahha. It's because i watched sharkboy and lavagirl yesterday, and i totally forgot the look on his face, taylor lautner. He's so cute! And funny. I said i hated jacob. But then i knew, taylor was playing the role of jacob black. I immediately dispise taylor. I didn't realise how much i used to like taylor when i was a kid. But until yesterday, i have fallen for him all over again. But i still love edward :) When i knew robert pattinson was playing the role of edward cullen, it just add up to 1 point of him being perfect. It's like, i love &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;edward cullen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;a character from a book plus robert&lt;/span&gt; and also i love taylor lautner, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;an actor&lt;/span&gt;. Im soo dumb to dispise taylor. IM SORRY! Hahah. I love you both, always ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;You took my heart away. But keep it, i don't need it anymore,'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : but, taylor dah besar, mcm dah tak comel :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-5618874003303857917?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/5618874003303857917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=5618874003303857917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5618874003303857917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5618874003303857917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2008/10/truth.html' title='The truth,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-3613144883437686571</id><published>2008-10-12T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T04:57:48.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me tell you,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Im a straight forward kinda person. But i don't like to hurt people's feelings. I get mad at small things easily. But am a forgiven that fast. Im more to jeans and t-shirts. But also like those pretty dresses. I cry a lot but nobody ever knows that. Im a girl, but my attitude is rude, according to my mum.  I sometimes embarrass my friends (but didn't mean it) in public, i guess. Sorry bout that. I'll be there for my friends at anytime they need someone to talk to. 'If you feel like crying, call me. I don't promise that i will make you laugh but i can cry with you.' And of course, im a shy person.&lt;br /&gt;Well i guess that's about it. Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-3613144883437686571?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/3613144883437686571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=3613144883437686571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/3613144883437686571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/3613144883437686571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2008/10/let-me-tell-you.html' title='Let me tell you,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-3540533963400167566</id><published>2008-10-11T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T07:15:36.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lollipop,</title><content type='html'>So, tadi buat open house kat rumah nenek kan. Just a small open house. Eh waiit. Lagu raya! Haha. Im listening to fly fm now. And lagu raya keluar, lagii :D Okay, sorry. Um, where were we? Oh yeah, open house. So, Ainaa Eela Mira Ray and Puteri came. Mira datang dulu, the Eela, then Ainaa, then Puteri finally Ray. We ate, hung out and vaining :) Then diorang balik around 5. Oh and and Eela bagi lagu besst. Thank you Eela! Haha. Then after mandi sume, balik rumah. Online terus wehh. Haha. But off sekejap, my brother wants to use it and i need to study -.- Dah habis study, nak gune laptop. But mama was using just now. I had to wait for like, 30 minutes. Aiyyyy. But now, i've got it! Muahahaha! Okay, that was stupid. Umm, so now. Im chatting and usiing the webcam and eating my heart-shaped lollipop :D Oh and dengar lah lagu yg youtube yg deanna letak kat blog okay? Beesst lagu tu :) Okay lah, till next time, see ya. Cehh. HAHA :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-3540533963400167566?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/3540533963400167566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=3540533963400167566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/3540533963400167566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/3540533963400167566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2008/10/lollipop.html' title='Lollipop,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-5428771115290366319</id><published>2008-10-11T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T07:52:36.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend,</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e30vJkDFlZ0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e30vJkDFlZ0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to be around you&lt;br /&gt;when you're not trying to be somebody&lt;br /&gt;and i like to hang with you&lt;br /&gt;talk about whatever we talk about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care where we go&lt;br /&gt;what we do&lt;br /&gt;who you know&lt;br /&gt;what you wear&lt;br /&gt;or if your hair is blue or purple or pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to be cool&lt;br /&gt;don't have to be smart&lt;br /&gt;don't need to know anything all the time&lt;br /&gt;its alright if you're a little bit out of it&lt;br /&gt;i don't care i just wanna be your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to go to the mall&lt;br /&gt;and walk around with you laughing out loud&lt;br /&gt;and you like to go up to people&lt;br /&gt;and tell them your cousin is somebody famous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't care who we see&lt;br /&gt;what they say&lt;br /&gt;you and me we'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;if we don't get caught by security&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to be cool&lt;br /&gt;don't have to be smart&lt;br /&gt;don't need to know every thing all the time&lt;br /&gt;its alright if you're a little bit out of it&lt;br /&gt;i don't care i just wanna be your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you what i don't tell any one else&lt;br /&gt;just having you here you no where&lt;br /&gt;helps me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to be cool&lt;br /&gt;don't have to be smart&lt;br /&gt;don't have to know anything all the time&lt;br /&gt;dont have to be tough&lt;br /&gt;dont have to be cute&lt;br /&gt;dont neeed to know anything any time&lt;br /&gt;its alright if your a little bit out of it&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna be i just wanna be your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont have to be cool&lt;br /&gt;dont have to be smart&lt;br /&gt;dont have to be tough&lt;br /&gt;dont have to be cute&lt;br /&gt;dont need to know every thing all the time&lt;br /&gt;anything any time&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna be your frined&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna be your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to be around you when your not tryin to be somebody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-5428771115290366319?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/5428771115290366319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=5428771115290366319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5428771115290366319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/5428771115290366319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2008/10/friend.html' title='Friend,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-7455472908835052893</id><published>2008-09-29T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T11:09:09.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling kinda yellow?</title><content type='html'>Right. I'm feeling sick. And that sucks. You know why? Well because, it's near RAYA! -.- I can't even enjoy playing the mercun and stuffs with my brothers. Adoyaii. Bodoh punya headache. Hmph. Today, mama pegi klcc sorang sorang -___- tak nak ajak deanna sebab nak buka puasa sekali dgn babah nanti. Konon date lah. Shesh. And then i asked her to buy me a book. The It Girl. Best lah jugak. Baru baca en :) And thenn, deanna pegi lah youtube, tengok trailer TWILIGHT :D I missed twilight oh. Dah two 2 days tak baca breaking dawn. Partly because im still stuck on reading book two which is that &lt;em&gt;dog, &lt;/em&gt;JACOB's damn version. Gahh! Can't wait till it's book 3 which is Bella's version back. And and TWILIGHT keluar this year! November! Woohoo! Haha. Im so excited about this :D Oh and finally, one of my-not-reading-twilight-friends just started reading twilight. Kan best kan ray? Haha :p You'll understand why i hate jacob yg you cakap hotstuff tuh. Ending new moon that dog dah buat hal kot then sambung kat eclipse. So, get ready ya ray. Haha. Urmm, apa lagi eh? Well raya is coming and nak buat open house kot nanti. Tanya mama dulu :) Okay that's all for tonight. &lt;em&gt;Ciao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-7455472908835052893?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/7455472908835052893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=7455472908835052893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/7455472908835052893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/7455472908835052893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2008/09/feeling-kinda-yellow.html' title='Feeling kinda yellow?'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473238712505339482.post-6434959177079299416</id><published>2008-09-28T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T11:11:33.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hey peeps. Deanna is in the building! Hahaha okay. I was born on the 1st June 1994. I'm a mixian of chinese-malay. Currently studying in smks9. And was thinking about moving to another school :) I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;have a big family and i have such an awesome friends. Thank you for the ones who's always been there for me through thick and thin. I'm a quiet and shy person around new people. I'm not that friendly. I can't open up a topic that easily like the rest of my friends. So, what im about to say here is that i am a boring person :) Oh oh i looooooveee to read. Seriously, why do you guys even say it's boring? -__- You just got no imagination, poor you. Haha. I enjoy swimming so much! Just regret of giving it up though :/ I like to draw, write stuffs and act. It's fun and plus, by doing that stuffs, i get to express the feelings that is inside of me. The feelings that i wanted to let go. Music and fashion are both very inspiring to me. I play the piano and soon to learn to play that electric guitar. It looks FUN ;) Fashion. Without fashion, this world would be very dull and BORING. Am i right or am i right? Hahah. Hmm, i guess that's it. Poor you reading these boring stuffs about me. Sorry. So, see ya later. Byebyee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473238712505339482-6434959177079299416?l=danzeydeanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/feeds/6434959177079299416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473238712505339482&amp;postID=6434959177079299416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/6434959177079299416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473238712505339482/posts/default/6434959177079299416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danzeydeanna.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-world.html' title='Hello world,'/><author><name>Deanna Halim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEmt63KG174/TW9x9Y3EO1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lBpNqfV5vbY/s220/DSC07418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
