<?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-6738866224855245285</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:00:58.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its fairy tales with gophers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>275</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-1163770487115363672</id><published>2010-02-04T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:22:46.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So addictive : &lt;a href="http://mrjam.typepad.com"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang, one more week to go. I love you :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-1163770487115363672?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1163770487115363672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=1163770487115363672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1163770487115363672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1163770487115363672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-addictive-click-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-6614669029714699243</id><published>2010-02-04T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:21:39.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love it when my two friends argued. Just two, if there's three of them (arguing), then I have to join in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo : Lets go to OU and climb some walls.&lt;br /&gt;Lys : I don't climb walls.&lt;br /&gt;Qie : Me too.&lt;br /&gt;Jo : Sure, stay home and play with your barbies.&lt;br /&gt;Lys : Barbies are for losers Jo.&lt;br /&gt;Qie : Hey! I used to play barbies.&lt;br /&gt;Lys : I know, me too. But we're teenagers now. Pretty clothes and boys are our toys now.&lt;br /&gt;Jo : Putt?&lt;br /&gt;Putt : Sorry, I don't play with barbies. More of a blocks type.&lt;br /&gt;Jo : I like furry teddy bears. So cuddly.&lt;br /&gt;Qie : Ew. That is so not normal Jo.&lt;br /&gt;Jo : I used to sleep with one. I call her Gussy.&lt;br /&gt;Putt : Used to? I thought you still sleep with Gussy Woosey?&lt;br /&gt;Lys : That is so gay Jo.&lt;br /&gt;Jo : Wait no, I still have her but..&lt;br /&gt;Qie : Save it.&lt;br /&gt;Jo : I gave it to Lyn!&lt;br /&gt;Putt : Nobody cares Jo.&lt;br /&gt;Jo : Seriously! You could ask my mum.&lt;br /&gt;Putt : Again, nobody cares.&lt;br /&gt;Jo : I'm not gay.&lt;br /&gt;Lys : You look at guys' ass.&lt;br /&gt;Jo : So?&lt;br /&gt;Qie : You're a guy yourself. That's not normal.&lt;br /&gt;Putt : I'll buy you a mirror for your next birthday so you could look at your own ass. Okay?&lt;br /&gt;Jo : K, fair enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still love you gay boy.xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-6614669029714699243?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6614669029714699243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=6614669029714699243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6614669029714699243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6614669029714699243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-it-when-my-two-friends-argued.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-3635329493834229669</id><published>2010-02-04T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T05:06:31.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one down</title><content type='html'>Sorry cause I haven't blog in a while. Been so busy, seriously. I was dining with my brother earlier and I receive a text message from Jo saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you refuse to update your blog soon, I swear I'll never talk to you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) If you refuse to talk to me, I consider that as a blessing. Haha&lt;br /&gt;2) You don't swear.&lt;br /&gt;3) The text sounds so gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I'm done making fun of you Jo, I guess my job here is almost done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I shall continue reading Nury Vittachi's blog. Uh, so addictive. He is hilarious! Oh and Sayang is playing futsal. Yes, Ridzuan Ahmad the guy who practically devoted to his guitars. Hahaha yes sayang, I still find that funny. But love you still. xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-3635329493834229669?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3635329493834229669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=3635329493834229669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3635329493834229669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3635329493834229669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-down.html' title='one down'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-418939983221338132</id><published>2010-02-01T18:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:07:50.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a good joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Here’s a piece of globalized humour, both Eastern and Western:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Barack Obama goes to China to see how the Olympic preparations are coming along. “How come you guys win all the medals?” he asks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;The Chinese coach replies: “We train all our sports people using Asian philosophy. I’ll show you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Basketball player Yao Ming is passing by. The Chinese coach asks him: “He is not your brother, but he is your father’s son. Who is he?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Yao Ming thinks for a few seconds. “It is me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;“Interesting, thanks,” says Obama. He goes back to America and visits footballer David Beckham, who now lives in Los Angeles. “David, here’s a riddle. He is not your brother but he is your father’s son. Who is he?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;“Wot? I dunno,” says Beckham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;“It’s Asian philosophical training. Think about it,” says Obama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Beckham goes to consult Tiger Woods, a sportsman with Asian blood. “He is not your brother but he is your father’s son. Who is he?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Tiger Woods thinks about it. “I know. It’s me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;David Beckham goes back to see Obama. “I know the answer to the riddle.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;“What is it?” Obama asks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;“It’s Tiger Woods,” says Beckham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;“No, you idiot,” says Obama. “It’s Yao Ming.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-418939983221338132?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/418939983221338132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=418939983221338132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/418939983221338132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/418939983221338132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-joke.html' title='a good joke'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-4129371031001311403</id><published>2010-02-01T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T16:23:37.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sayang is on webcam and its only 8.16. I like seeing him before he had his bath. Sooooooooo sexy :'D If I could, I would hug him right now. Somehow 11 February seems like a long way to go :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a great time with my sisters yesterday. Went to Sunway for January shopping but I didn't really buy anything. At least not for me. But I've bought Sayang's pressie for his birthday! So I'm good :D I hope he likes what I bought though. Its nothing fancy or anything but I can't think of anything to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be off to the mall in the afternoon you know, job hunting. Pfft. I need more of them greens. I want that pretty pretty bonita handbag! And I'm planning to get them one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang, have fun with your peanut butter :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-4129371031001311403?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4129371031001311403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=4129371031001311403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4129371031001311403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4129371031001311403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/02/sayang-is-on-webcam-and-its-only-8.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-5823745593593220768</id><published>2010-01-30T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T04:57:46.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a good day. Earlier today, I went to visit my cousin in Shah Alam. He had this kenduri thingy before he left for Australia. Oh man, I'll miss him for sure. =( Megat Hazwan, good luck and study hard. Hopefully my parents will send you to KLIA. If they did, then I could tag along and bully you for the last time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syg, if you're reading. Get well soon. I lalala love you lah :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lys, if you're reading this. Bring Copper sekali tonight. We could hide him in my closet! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-5823745593593220768?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5823745593593220768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=5823745593593220768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5823745593593220768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5823745593593220768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-is-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-8766313511153377527</id><published>2010-01-30T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T04:51:37.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Name 3 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tv shows you really like&lt;br /&gt;- Oprah&lt;br /&gt;- Numbers&lt;br /&gt;- Fairy Odd Parents :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word you use a lot&lt;br /&gt;- fuck (My said I should stop. So I shall stop)&lt;br /&gt;- kejap&lt;br /&gt;- dammit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things on your floor right now&lt;br /&gt;- clothes&lt;br /&gt;- Nana's toys&lt;br /&gt;- the remote control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things you can reach from where you are sitting right now&lt;br /&gt;- the headphone&lt;br /&gt;- my cellphone&lt;br /&gt;- tissues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things you are addicted to&lt;br /&gt;- my iPod&lt;br /&gt;- Zoo world on Facebook&lt;br /&gt;- my perfume :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things you are wearing right now&lt;br /&gt;- shorts&lt;br /&gt;- white tee&lt;br /&gt;- undies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things you could spend a million dollars on&lt;br /&gt;- a new phone as present for my boyfriend's birthday&lt;br /&gt;- pretty bright red guitar ;)&lt;br /&gt;- a new converse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things in your fridge&lt;br /&gt;- milk&lt;br /&gt;- food&lt;br /&gt;- cakes, yum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people you spoke to today&lt;br /&gt;- Sayang&lt;br /&gt;- Yani&lt;br /&gt;- Mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songs you really like right now&lt;br /&gt;- Superhuman by Gabe Bondoc&lt;br /&gt;- Gunslinger by Avenged Sevenfold&lt;br /&gt;- Empire State of Mind by Jay Z feat Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things you do each day&lt;br /&gt;- online&lt;br /&gt;- bathe&lt;br /&gt;- eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrities you like&lt;br /&gt;- Michael Buble'&lt;br /&gt;- Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;- Ellen Page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who call you the most&lt;br /&gt;- Sayang &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;- Lys&lt;br /&gt;- Jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of your best friends&lt;br /&gt;- Sayang :)&lt;br /&gt;- Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;- Jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things you kept in your drawer&lt;br /&gt;- make ups&lt;br /&gt;- books&lt;br /&gt;- accessories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;names you could call your children&lt;br /&gt;- Rose&lt;br /&gt;- Aldo&lt;br /&gt;- Alfie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;famous people you would like to meet&lt;br /&gt;- John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;- Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;- Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you would take on a trip&lt;br /&gt;- Sayang&lt;br /&gt;- Yani&lt;br /&gt;- Jo&lt;br /&gt;( I know Lys, trip dengan kau tak best! :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-8766313511153377527?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/8766313511153377527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=8766313511153377527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/8766313511153377527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/8766313511153377527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-4535502409720697049</id><published>2010-01-29T23:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:02:25.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Terasa ke? Haha gila takda life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun stalking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-4535502409720697049?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4535502409720697049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=4535502409720697049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4535502409720697049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4535502409720697049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/terasa-ke-haha-gila-takda-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-7885140185306077557</id><published>2010-01-29T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T08:40:55.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to whoever concerns.</title><content type='html'>A friend told me that I don't have to pretend to be someone I'm not. At least not anymore. No worries Yawn, lesson learned. One thing that I've learned from all this drama that those dramatic people had created was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Trust no one.&lt;br /&gt;2) Smart people could be dumb at times or in some cases, most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;3) If people dont appreciate the good things you did for them, ditch them.&lt;br /&gt;4) Stay away from people like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that Yawn and I are friends again. Not that we weren't before though. No thanks to you little immature brat. Right now I feel free as a bird. I don't have to be girly if I don't want to or I could laugh my ass off and don't care what people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that all this happens. I finally know who my real friends are and I don't have to put up with those idiot girls who talks about fashion all the time. I am not referring to anyone. I could hold grudge and attack them the same way cause boy, don't I know A LOT. But no, I don't want to be like them. No. I want to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is treating me well and as for you, well I don't have to plot any revenge series. Karma has its ways of catching up. While you people are laughing and making stupid stories about me behind my back, I am sitting here laughing at you people and your ability of producing dramas. And I enjoyed it. I am the actress and I didn't even know that. How wonderful. I guess I should demand for my payments any time soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for the girl who couldn't move on, there is a lot of things in life than looking back at the past. Now, I would have my last laugh. Yawn had hers. And I bet I would enjoy every bit of it. You'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now now, chill. While you people are plotting a new immature move ; I'll be home reading Nury Vittachi's articles. Ones that makes me giggle and don't care. I'll say fuck any time I had to, I'll rule the world I want to and I'll laugh when I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good life. Cause I'm sure I have mine.&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, without you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-7885140185306077557?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7885140185306077557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=7885140185306077557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7885140185306077557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7885140185306077557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-whoever-concerns.html' title='to whoever concerns.'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-5494249860218190669</id><published>2010-01-29T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T04:41:59.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2LXcZ9lv2I/AAAAAAAAAr4/3b9ATNiWWXs/s1600-h/mm.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2LXcZ9lv2I/AAAAAAAAAr4/3b9ATNiWWXs/s320/mm.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432140983567761250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Michael Buble equals love&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/6738866224855245285-5494249860218190669?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5494249860218190669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=5494249860218190669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5494249860218190669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5494249860218190669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/michael-buble-equals-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2LXcZ9lv2I/AAAAAAAAAr4/3b9ATNiWWXs/s72-c/mm.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-968508718017410557</id><published>2010-01-29T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T04:39:52.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Girl, I am</title><content type='html'>I'm waiting for My to come home with dinner. She went to visit my grandmother this morning and left her two cute-innocent child at home. Wait, Hariz is not innocent. So that leaves me, one. I am so bored without My around. Unlike yesterday when we literally turn the house upside down and when Dy comes home.. total renovation. Maybe a little. Okay okay not so much. But we had fun. It happens when she take off that motherly mask and start saying weird things. I know she's bored when she started sharing things with me. Like what her boss say over the phone or laugh while watching Oprah. (oh its the Chris Rock episode)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I did a little bit of everything alone. Watch the tv, read the newspapers, day dreaming (I like to day dream with my sister), bla bla bla. Bottom line, alone. Hariz is no help at all. That job of his better pay well or he might as well stay home and play Monopoly with me all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also down with a flu, high fever, cough and my tonsils are gy-normos. Not in the freaky way, no. Its in the unhealthy-I-felt-like-swallowing-my-own-tonsils kinda way. Apparently my boyfriend has the same problem only his lucky that he'll be turning into Cyclops or Gambit soon. (I'm not a comic freak, but I did a research on Gambit since Sayang is a huge fan. I still remember when he was trying to flirt me, we use Gambit's picture as his display picture. Hehe)&lt;br /&gt;But Gambit, Cyclops or whatever kind, I love you boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, let me share this wonderful news. Sayang and I will be turning two months tomorrow. The relationship, not us. Hehehe. Sayang, if you're reading; Happy Anniversary, I love you so much. I know you know that I do. I wish you well and I wish us to be happy always. I love you Munchkins. :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm off to watch Oprah. Michael Buble' is on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-968508718017410557?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/968508718017410557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=968508718017410557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/968508718017410557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/968508718017410557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-girl-i-am.html' title='Happy Girl, I am'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-5132569457810556472</id><published>2010-01-29T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T03:30:31.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2LE1aclUII/AAAAAAAAArw/0KJ2tbG6jko/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2LE1aclUII/AAAAAAAAArw/0KJ2tbG6jko/s320/DSC00012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432120522473558146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the nicest thing you ever got me.&lt;br /&gt;Although you are 19days late.&lt;br /&gt;Love you to bits :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P : Aw comelnya. Thank you V-londy!&lt;br /&gt;I : I know right! When I saw this, I terus teringat you.&lt;br /&gt;P : Is it because theres a picture of a red headed girl?&lt;br /&gt;I : Yes. Exactly how I first saw you. So Hayley William red!&lt;br /&gt;P : Ah, the good old days.&lt;br /&gt;I : Hahaha so when will you turning Britney blond?&lt;br /&gt;P : Oh no darling, blond is not my color. I will be turning Katy Perry black quite soon.&lt;br /&gt;I : Even better! That is why I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;P : I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iman and I obviously has no language barriers what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P : What the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;I : What the fack.&lt;br /&gt;P : What the fag.&lt;br /&gt;I : What the feg.&lt;br /&gt;P : What the fug.&lt;br /&gt;I : What the pug.&lt;br /&gt;P : Okay this is fun! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-5132569457810556472?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5132569457810556472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=5132569457810556472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5132569457810556472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5132569457810556472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/iman.html' title='Iman'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2LE1aclUII/AAAAAAAAArw/0KJ2tbG6jko/s72-c/DSC00012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-6086265031164546804</id><published>2010-01-28T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T04:25:44.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-448fa1258f541919" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D448fa1258f541919%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331512160%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28560DAEB6658EFF2CAD9EB36E16D6CABF1CB183.6ADFACB6672DD018213452EE4049A8E55AC248D4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D448fa1258f541919%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrW7aIY5xYRGQ-athmkdhO9cjdKM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D448fa1258f541919%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331512160%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28560DAEB6658EFF2CAD9EB36E16D6CABF1CB183.6ADFACB6672DD018213452EE4049A8E55AC248D4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D448fa1258f541919%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrW7aIY5xYRGQ-athmkdhO9cjdKM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boyfriend gave me this.&lt;br /&gt;i lol-ed&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/6738866224855245285-6086265031164546804?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6086265031164546804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=6086265031164546804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6086265031164546804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6086265031164546804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-1702580594248243230</id><published>2010-01-28T04:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T04:19:58.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think curiosity kills the cat. I'm pretty sure it's karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yours Truly.&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/6738866224855245285-1702580594248243230?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1702580594248243230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=1702580594248243230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1702580594248243230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1702580594248243230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-think-curiosity-kills-cat.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-5413892097964931187</id><published>2010-01-28T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T04:19:06.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lies are the friend you never met.&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/6738866224855245285-5413892097964931187?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5413892097964931187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=5413892097964931187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5413892097964931187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5413892097964931187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/lies-are-friend-you-never-met.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-7144882410772781044</id><published>2010-01-28T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T04:18:25.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>L : What is the one thing you wish you had but you can't?&lt;br /&gt;P : For you to stop asking questions. Its impossible, I know.&lt;br /&gt;L : At what age do you realize that it is impossible?&lt;br /&gt;P : After the age of 11, I stop wishing.&lt;br /&gt;J : If there is one thing I wish I can have but I couldn't, is a breast implant.&lt;br /&gt;P : Hahahaha seriously. Your game of 'pretend' are turning to reality.&lt;br /&gt;D : I wish I could just walk up to you, cut off your 'thing', grill it and force it down your throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we just didn't stop laughing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-7144882410772781044?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7144882410772781044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=7144882410772781044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7144882410772781044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7144882410772781044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-204089865696034161</id><published>2010-01-28T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T03:06:29.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;"every back stabbers begins with a trust"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                                                - Juffri S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes Juff, I've learn that the hard way. But boy, have I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;moved on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or what? ;)&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/6738866224855245285-204089865696034161?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/204089865696034161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=204089865696034161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/204089865696034161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/204089865696034161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/every-back-stabbers-begins-with-trust.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-5962486875656913842</id><published>2010-01-28T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:58:15.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2FtPiYPVSI/AAAAAAAAAro/d-KCMjDuKPA/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2FtPiYPVSI/AAAAAAAAAro/d-KCMjDuKPA/s320/DSC00025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431742739279467810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled every time I look at the calender ;&lt;br /&gt;"Gee, sayang dah nak balik!"&lt;br /&gt;and smiled, like I've never smile before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You complete me, sleepyhead.&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/6738866224855245285-5962486875656913842?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5962486875656913842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=5962486875656913842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5962486875656913842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5962486875656913842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-smiled-every-time-i-look-at-calender.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2FtPiYPVSI/AAAAAAAAAro/d-KCMjDuKPA/s72-c/DSC00025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-7116341902217841812</id><published>2010-01-28T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:51:11.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy Yummy Tummy</title><content type='html'>M : Sayang, angkat kain. Its 6 oclock dah.&lt;br /&gt;P : Okayyy. So kalau 3oclock kita buat apa?&lt;br /&gt;M : Tidur.&lt;br /&gt;P : Oh what if kita tidur at 3.01 or 3.05 ke?&lt;br /&gt;M : When you're late, you are messing with the balance of life.&lt;br /&gt;P : Oh, pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My just doesn't make sense sometimes. But I love her still. Since she's on leave till next Tuesday, I have no time for naps and couldn't come online too much. Whatever, my world is perfectly fine with My at home. I don't have to cook! YEAHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M : What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;P : Drawing.&lt;br /&gt;M : Using your sister's color pencils? Why?&lt;br /&gt;P : When I turn 13, you stop buying me color pencils.&lt;br /&gt;M : No, I mean why are you drawing?&lt;br /&gt;P : Cause I'm bored. Wan got class, so I can't text him in class.&lt;br /&gt;M : Text me lah.&lt;br /&gt;P : Bazir credit je.&lt;br /&gt;M : Okay draw then.&lt;br /&gt;P : Cunted. Can you cook sotong for me tonight?&lt;br /&gt;M : K, cunted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why, I love Raja Nazimah binti Raja Shahminan, so much. Then while I was still drawing,&lt;br /&gt;she send me a text saying that she loves me. When I went up to her room, she pretend to be sleeping so I kiss her cheek instead. I love you My.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll teach you how to play guitar hero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-7116341902217841812?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7116341902217841812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=7116341902217841812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7116341902217841812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7116341902217841812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/mummy-yummy-tummy.html' title='Mummy Yummy Tummy'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-8800095992207740340</id><published>2010-01-27T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:32:19.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Webcaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2A_8H063vI/AAAAAAAAArI/scYc7aaPwY8/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2A_8H063vI/AAAAAAAAArI/scYc7aaPwY8/s200/DSC00037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431411452734529266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2A_4bqY6iI/AAAAAAAAArA/STGwMZvi4AA/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2A_4bqY6iI/AAAAAAAAArA/STGwMZvi4AA/s200/DSC00041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431411389339593250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2A_vdA5l3I/AAAAAAAAAq4/b1krlEPeVzk/s1600-h/DSC00035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2A_vdA5l3I/AAAAAAAAAq4/b1krlEPeVzk/s200/DSC00035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431411235083622258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2A_mW356tI/AAAAAAAAAqw/BNP7DAtXESk/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2A_mW356tI/AAAAAAAAAqw/BNP7DAtXESk/s200/DSC00036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431411078816459474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss you Sayang :'( Oh this one is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2BAIbh4dWI/AAAAAAAAArQ/3yfYIcz3A9M/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2BAIbh4dWI/AAAAAAAAArQ/3yfYIcz3A9M/s200/DSC00033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431411664181818722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably can't see what I'm writing down there.&lt;br /&gt;So, you have to come home and see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Current activity :&lt;br /&gt;Facebook&lt;br /&gt;Webcaming with Sayang&lt;br /&gt;Chat with Danial&lt;br /&gt;Text with Mak Mertua :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-8800095992207740340?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/8800095992207740340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=8800095992207740340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/8800095992207740340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/8800095992207740340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/webcaming.html' title='Webcaming'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S2A_8H063vI/AAAAAAAAArI/scYc7aaPwY8/s72-c/DSC00037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-4169190194171009438</id><published>2010-01-27T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T01:05:47.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cheers to the girl who thinks that everyone likes her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;fuck you, bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-4169190194171009438?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4169190194171009438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=4169190194171009438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4169190194171009438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4169190194171009438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/cheers-to-girl-who-thinks-that-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-6244358404775512358</id><published>2010-01-26T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T19:24:00.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>Gabe Bondoc,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thank you for keeping me company while I was doing my house chores, sing me to sleep and for healing certain wounds. Oh, for letting me believe that there are another McDreamy, you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My boyfriend hates you. HAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-6244358404775512358?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6244358404775512358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=6244358404775512358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6244358404775512358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6244358404775512358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-4131662825983141295</id><published>2010-01-26T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T19:18:56.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why you're here and who you are</title><content type='html'>P : Oi gila. I finally found one and only guy yang nak get to know you.&lt;br /&gt;L : Who la?&lt;br /&gt;P : Wan's friend, Din.&lt;br /&gt;L : Who?&lt;br /&gt;P : Wan's friend lah senget.&lt;br /&gt;L : I know lah. You told me that tadi. Who is he?&lt;br /&gt;P : Pfft. Lys, which finger am I holding up right now?&lt;br /&gt;L : Alala, chill la. I'm playing je. Jeez, whats up with you and your hormones?&lt;br /&gt;P : Pfft. Tired.&lt;br /&gt;L : Okok, how did this Din knew me?&lt;br /&gt;P : Blog.&lt;br /&gt;L : Cute tak?&lt;br /&gt;P : I dont know. Get a facebook lah. Its like you're living in tempurung or something.&lt;br /&gt;L : I'm twittered. Say hi back. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;P : Bila masa dia cakap hi dekat kau?&lt;br /&gt;L : Eh tak ehhh? Hahahha okayy. Dont you dare post this dekat blog. Or I swear I'll kill you.&lt;br /&gt;P : Ikut mood ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Lys, looks like my mood meter shows - MEAN. Here you go. I already post this, so you still want to kill me? Three words sister, BRING IT ON. Haha love you bitach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Din, if you're reading. Please make up your mind. Jo ke Lys. Don't phunk with Jo's heart. No no no no. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo, piece gay boy. You owe me ice cream, capishe'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-4131662825983141295?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4131662825983141295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=4131662825983141295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4131662825983141295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4131662825983141295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-youre-here-and-who-you-are.html' title='why you&apos;re here and who you are'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-648216540723334965</id><published>2010-01-25T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T22:35:04.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S16MzACZ2XI/AAAAAAAAAqk/ArJKI4FcHGA/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S16MzACZ2XI/AAAAAAAAAqk/ArJKI4FcHGA/s320/DSC00268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430933008466696562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I refuse to go on&lt;br /&gt;Without the joy you bring&lt;br /&gt;I'll look deep into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and ask you to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Gabe Bondoc, Life Love Everything.&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/6738866224855245285-648216540723334965?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/648216540723334965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=648216540723334965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/648216540723334965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/648216540723334965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-miss.html' title='I miss'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S16MzACZ2XI/AAAAAAAAAqk/ArJKI4FcHGA/s72-c/DSC00268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-8717186686741609892</id><published>2010-01-25T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T22:28:05.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x_Bp6RNSUVo"&gt;Gabe Bondoc on YouTube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabe, I swear I could listen to you all day.&lt;br /&gt;Can I please download you into my life (or at least my ipod.&lt;br /&gt;yes, lets start with ipod). Arghhhhhhh.&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/6738866224855245285-8717186686741609892?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/8717186686741609892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=8717186686741609892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/8717186686741609892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/8717186686741609892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/gabe-bondoc-on-youtube-gabe-i-swear-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-8127488345142986795</id><published>2010-01-25T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T22:24:24.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Dreamy</title><content type='html'>Okay Danial was so right. Gabe Bondoc is awesome! And yes, this time I admit my lame-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raja muhamad says:&lt;br /&gt; hahahahah&lt;br /&gt; gabe bondoc&lt;br /&gt; YOU TAK TAU?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puteri afiqah ramli says:&lt;br /&gt; TAKKK&lt;br /&gt; omg im so lameee&lt;br /&gt; hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raja muhamad says:&lt;br /&gt; loserrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puteri afiqah ramli says:&lt;br /&gt; okay this time, i admit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my lame-O-ness, I finally found the guy who could stand side by side with Chase Crawford, John Mayer, Micheal Buble' and Ridzuan Ahmad to fight against evil and save me. Okay this lameness has to end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-8127488345142986795?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/8127488345142986795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=8127488345142986795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/8127488345142986795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/8127488345142986795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/mr-dreamy.html' title='Mr Dreamy'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-4189032445063246095</id><published>2010-01-25T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:58:43.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets take him down</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm done with my lunch. Dy haven't got back so I had to dine alone. Its all good Dy. I'll plot a revenge on you later :P I hate to admit this but my Sambal Ayam taste weird. Its spicy just the way I like it but its didn't reach the level that I've set up for. I shall improve! (Don't worry Sayang, I know you are worried about this. Hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iman ask me if I want to go wall climbing with her today but I had to decline. I'm sorry baby girl, perhaps later we should. I felt sorry for her. For someone who had a career and as busy as a bee, she sure looks tired. Thanks for the chocolates woman. You are THE BOMB! My will learn to love you. I'm sure :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lys thinks that I need to get myself TWITTER-ed pronto. But me think not. I have countless accounts and I literally had forgotten the email and password to each and every one of them. Well, ALMOST. I couldn't even concentrate on MySpace since now that I'm busy with Facebook. I had forgotten all about my YouTube account. But Blogspot, ah&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-4189032445063246095?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4189032445063246095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=4189032445063246095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4189032445063246095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4189032445063246095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/lets-take-him-down.html' title='lets take him down'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-191707421904880553</id><published>2010-01-25T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T20:57:59.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stick it to the man</title><content type='html'>Jo is dying for another update, so here goes. First, Jo get a girlfriend. Seriously. Second, updates right. So its almost 1 o'clock and I haven't had my breakfast. I guess I should forget about breakfast now huh? Yeap. Dy's off from work for two days. So the two girls and gay aren't allowed anywhere near the premises. Well, even if they're allowed to, I believe they wouldn't dare. Haha yes yes, Dy looks scary sometimes but he's cool. Its weird how you people didn't know that after knowing me for so long. Oh well. So since My's not doing okay &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; (not suppose to mention where or Dy will kill me, literally), I am suppose to make lunch for Dy and I. To be honest with you, I don't really get the message right. Either "cook yourself" or "takeouts". But whatever, I already started cooking anyway. I am making Dy's favorite Sambal Ayam with Telur Masin. He likes it old school. I'm not the best chef in the whole wide world but I work perfectly fine in the kitchen. Superb, just like My said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already made a list of things to buy before my semester starts. Uhh, just wait till Dy look at the list. He'd wish he would just keep me home. I also did some list of things to do after lunch and before Dy gets back. Cleaning the house, do the laundry, go online - to do some research on my subjects, check emails to see if the BOD send me any notification, things like that. I've promise My that I'll be a good girl from now on. I will obey my parents, study hard, stay in the relationship with the one I truly love (in this case, Wan), balanced up everything and be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm up for the challenges. Ops, gotta check on my Ayams. Toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-191707421904880553?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/191707421904880553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=191707421904880553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/191707421904880553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/191707421904880553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/stick-it-to-man.html' title='stick it to the man'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-3562181037373382599</id><published>2010-01-24T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T16:28:47.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boldness</title><content type='html'>Did you some how felt annoyed to read someone's post filled with all those lovey dovey stuffs? Yes? Good. Cause I'm going to post one right now. Not to annoy you, cause I believe that I've done that ages ago. But whatever, I call the shots here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Sayang and I are separated miles apart, we can't see each other twice a week anymore. In my defense, I haven't seen him in two weeks and its killing me softly. We're on call once or twice everyday but its not enough. No physical contact what so ever. HAHAHAH Okay okay, too much details, I KNOW! :P But he'll be on his way back on the 11th so I can't wait! Its not a figure of speech. I really can't wait. We have so many things to do together. Watch movies, study (I promise to brief him about *drum rolls* MICROECONOMICS) , went to the saloon together, visit his grandmother, make cupcakes and do this other thing that you shouldn't know. Come to think of it, he's like part time lover and a full time friend. Not that its a bad thing or anything. Its just nice to have your boyfriend do stuffs and share the same interest with you. Not the saloon thing, that just something that we had to do. Sayang, if you're reading.. which I seriously think you will, please get well soon. I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My's home. She took a day off since her fever is not being so cooperative. So Dy told me to take good care of her. So no naps for me today. Although I am not in my best well being too. But come to think of it, I was born this way. Couldn't help it. Perhaps had Jo and Lys over later and Qie might be joining during lunch time. Should go, and recharge my battery. Its like I have this thing on my forehead saying, "BATTERY LOW". I should recharge while My's still asleep and perhaps do the laundry later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L : When will Wan be coming back?&lt;br /&gt;P : 11.&lt;br /&gt;L : So, we can't come in contact with you on that particular day?&lt;br /&gt;P : Boleh. I'll be seeing him the next day. So the next day, tak boleh lah.&lt;br /&gt;L : Okay fair enough.&lt;br /&gt;J : Semangat boyfriend nak balik.&lt;br /&gt;P : Mestilah. You apa tau.&lt;br /&gt;J : Yeah, I never know how it felt to have a one before. Am I not attractive?&lt;br /&gt;L : You are, if you have boobs but you don't. So you're not.&lt;br /&gt;J : But I want to know how it feels like.&lt;br /&gt;P : Jo, maybe you hang around us too much. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;L : Yes, and you're suppose to date girls not boys.&lt;br /&gt;P : I suppose you can always date gays.&lt;br /&gt;J : Motherfishcracker. Girls are no fun.&lt;br /&gt;P : This is some what, disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;L : Tell me about it. *gasp*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-3562181037373382599?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3562181037373382599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=3562181037373382599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3562181037373382599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3562181037373382599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/boldness.html' title='boldness'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-3060159010337651800</id><published>2010-01-23T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T19:41:25.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>goowoolly</title><content type='html'>First things first. This one is for my Medina baby. Update the blog already!! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, its Sunday. I'll call it Sunny Sunday cause darn, its hot out there. Daddy and Hariz attend this family sports day what shit in Shah Alam. They got wall climbing there and that explains why he didn't wake me up this morning. Climbing in a condition like mine now, not a chance. I might faint after few feet above the ground. But I miss, so I shall drag those little lazy arses soon. We'll climb some kick ass walls fo' sho'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sisters are going to the mall buying something. I don't feel like leaving the house today, so I guess I'm stuck at home with My. Not that its a bad thing or anything. But whatevs right. My's cool. I'll survive. As long as she didn't drag me to the kitchen with her or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I could dance off to Stylophonic whole day. Had Lys over and she introduce it to me. I'm not really a big fan of techno but this one is alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-3060159010337651800?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3060159010337651800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=3060159010337651800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3060159010337651800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3060159010337651800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/goowoolly.html' title='goowoolly'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-1599061539153138434</id><published>2010-01-23T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T06:45:44.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was browsing through other people's blog and I notice that Ridzuan Ahmad had finally updated his blog. Yippie! Hahaha. It took forever huh sayang? ;) But I love you wholeheartedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh today is a good day. Bored, but good. I went over to the saloon to get my fringe fixed by my favorite hairstylist Cindy. Btw thank you Cin (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma : Now, ni baru betul. Nampak lah sikit mata tu.&lt;br /&gt;P : Okay My, you win.&lt;br /&gt;Ma : Its for your own good. Nanti juling karang ha.&lt;br /&gt;P : Okay My. Come to think of it. Baru lah nampak terang sikit rumah kita ni.&lt;br /&gt;Ma : Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thanks Jo for the company. And btw, you drive like a crazy gay boy. Still, and forever will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sayang, if you're reading this. I miss you so much. I can't wait for you to come home, of course be mine whole day long. Hehehe. Mr Big, Mummy miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-1599061539153138434?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1599061539153138434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=1599061539153138434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1599061539153138434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1599061539153138434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-was-browsing-through-other-peoples.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-2616967019398259225</id><published>2010-01-22T06:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T06:17:30.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I miss my boyfriend, doe! :'(&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/6738866224855245285-2616967019398259225?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2616967019398259225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=2616967019398259225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/2616967019398259225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/2616967019398259225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-miss-my-boyfriend-doe.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-7584764562910772085</id><published>2010-01-21T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T21:26:42.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>call me mean but at least i dont have to pretend</title><content type='html'>Q : Did you know how to say mean things to someone and never felt bad about it?&lt;br /&gt;P : Oh yeah? How.&lt;br /&gt;Q : End it with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't give a shit about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;now now, don't forget the smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Q : Why did you mark the smiley red?&lt;br /&gt;P : Oh cause red always means, go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-7584764562910772085?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7584764562910772085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=7584764562910772085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7584764562910772085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7584764562910772085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/q-did-you-know-how-to-say-mean-things.html' title='call me mean but at least i dont have to pretend'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-755891897939663758</id><published>2010-01-21T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T21:14:29.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>things we used to have</title><content type='html'>I collected all my guts to text an old friend last night. We end off pretty bad for God knows why but she is in fact a good friend to me. I remember back in our 'solo' days, we like to talk and gossips our ass off. We shed our tears and reminded our self not to be weak again. We're wonder woman and she makes me feel good about myself and convince me that I don't have to be so nice to people who obviously doesn't deserve it. Lets just say, I learn from the best. Absolute best. I wouldn't want something so amazing like that to go away, so that is why I text her. Not because I've been feeling so down or lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With God blessings, she replied. Very gracefully, simple yet eye opening with calmness and the message says,&lt;br /&gt;"Be strong, I heard about the drama. Ignore them. They are not worthy. Take care."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is enough to kept me smiling and strong at the end of the day. If you're reading, thank you Z. xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-755891897939663758?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/755891897939663758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=755891897939663758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/755891897939663758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/755891897939663758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-we-used-to-have.html' title='things we used to have'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-8458215843891182317</id><published>2010-01-20T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:31:59.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1f00JQcP-I/AAAAAAAAAqU/pPMdCe1Q5yo/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1f00JQcP-I/AAAAAAAAAqU/pPMdCe1Q5yo/s320/DSC00055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429077052493676514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tehehehe ;)&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/6738866224855245285-8458215843891182317?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/8458215843891182317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=8458215843891182317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/8458215843891182317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/8458215843891182317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/tehehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1f00JQcP-I/AAAAAAAAAqU/pPMdCe1Q5yo/s72-c/DSC00055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-4810191250909023440</id><published>2010-01-20T22:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:24:09.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever get tired of being too nice? It's a common question, so no offense. I admit, I am by far.. not the nicest person on earth. But back then, I was. I know, shocking. However I felt like I am being one still, sometimes. Hmm, confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, being nice aren't always good. Well, when you're being too nice, people usually stab you in the back, tend to take advantage of you and don't usually appreciate what you did for them. Let me tell you one thing. Human is a group of ungrateful, selfish, backstabbing, unworthy bitch there is ever existed. When I use human, I am actually referring to 'some people'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be nice to EVERYONE. You can, once in a while be mean and sarcastic. You don't have to be friends with people who you can't stand, you don't have to talk to them, or even look of them if you don't want to. Nobody is forcing you than yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you rather have no friends or having friends who talk bad about you from the back and literally trying to bring you down? Your call. Nobody can decide for you. All you have to know is that which ever choice you make, will cost you a little bit of something someday. I have had the time where I had to decide. And I choose mine correctly. I don't have to be nice to people if I don't want to. Cause I hell know that I could be one hell of a jerk if I felt like being one without opening one side of my eyes to what people have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to do what other people did just so you could blend in and be cool. You really don't have to. As you grow older you'll realize that no matter how much you scarifies for someone or God knows whatever shit you did for someone (family is so not counted), at the end of the day, you're always alone. In the afterlife, every man for himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-4810191250909023440?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4810191250909023440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=4810191250909023440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4810191250909023440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4810191250909023440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/have-you-ever-get-tired-of-being-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-6502254387072584783</id><published>2010-01-20T19:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T19:04:47.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jo jackpot</title><content type='html'>J : Hey, do you want to do something fun?&lt;br /&gt;P : Oh yeah? Like what?&lt;br /&gt;J : Lets run a red light.&lt;br /&gt;P : Running a red light is not fun, its stupid.&lt;br /&gt;J : Just embrace the moment. Watch and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J : TADA! Did you see that?&lt;br /&gt;P : Hahahaha, yeah I did. Wow, you must be brave.&lt;br /&gt;J : Heh, I can do without the sarcasm. But whatever, you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;P : I'm not being sarcastic okay. Must take a lot of guts and money to run that particular red light.&lt;br /&gt;J : Why so?&lt;br /&gt;P : Red light tu, ada camera do! Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;J : Ah shit! *cries*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-6502254387072584783?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6502254387072584783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=6502254387072584783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6502254387072584783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6502254387072584783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/jo-jackpot.html' title='jo jackpot'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-3992052690708989442</id><published>2010-01-20T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:53:03.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the thing</title><content type='html'>If Zoo World is real, then I'll be the richest zoo owner in the entire world. Muahahaha but of course, its not. So boooo. I should have listen to Lys earlier when she said this game could be seriously addictive and damn she's right. I think one of my boyfriend's nightmare is coming true. I finally found something good enough to kept me away from my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today my bloody PMS gave me a little surprise presents. A pimple on my chin. It ain't prettay sistah! I wish I could get my hands on those sharps thingy that doctors use in the operation theater to take it out and off my face. I declare this to be a major VIP surgery. Why aren't there any pimples specialist?! I don't like this '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt;'. Cause Jo was making fun of me all afternoon. Evening, sorry. Heh. Curse you, gay boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and sorry about my ugly blog. Suddenly I don't feel like using anymore fancy layouts at the back. Somehow they gave me migraines. So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;poof!&lt;/span&gt; and it's gone. Well this has been a fun day. Thanks L and you too J. Love ya too bits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-3992052690708989442?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3992052690708989442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=3992052690708989442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3992052690708989442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3992052690708989442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/thing.html' title='the thing'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-442107490666976012</id><published>2010-01-19T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T19:36:41.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Money</title><content type='html'>Its 11.30 and I already posted 3 post (including this) for today. God, I so need a new hobby. Anyway, I found this new game on Facebook. Its called Zoo World and it.is.AWESOME! I don't really have to go through any hard work like feeding the pet, clean any fish tanks and what not. All I have to do is click the buy button and I'll obtain money every 5 minutes. Wooo, shake that money makerrrrr. Hahaha now, my zoo is worth 22,400 in half an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and at the same time, I am watching Make A Room for Baby at Travel and Living channel.  They're designing this circus colorful like room for a baby boy. Gee, I wonder how Aldo's room would be. But of course after Aldo will be 'produce'. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should seriously stop shitting craps. Sorry, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-442107490666976012?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/442107490666976012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=442107490666976012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/442107490666976012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/442107490666976012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-money.html' title='Baby Money'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-1253842410677239271</id><published>2010-01-19T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T16:41:13.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuck tuck</title><content type='html'>L: Jo, look at this! Cantik tak?&lt;br /&gt;J: Cantik do, woot.&lt;br /&gt;L: Not the lady!&lt;br /&gt;J: Oh you mean the lingerie she's wearing?&lt;br /&gt;L: The panties! Look at it!&lt;br /&gt;J: This is really weird. I'm a dude la gila!&lt;br /&gt;L: So what??! Isn't that what guys do? Plus I was talking about the details on that thing. Not the, you know!&lt;br /&gt;P: Lys, not all guys are like that.&lt;br /&gt;L: Hey, its Jo we're talking about here.&lt;br /&gt;P: Oh right. Now that make sense. Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;J: Woo woo, stop right there. Even if I am whatever you think I am doesn't mean I, you know.&lt;br /&gt;L: I thought you're gay.&lt;br /&gt;P: He IS gay.&lt;br /&gt;J: I'm not gay.&lt;br /&gt;P: After 7 years you're still in denial.&lt;br /&gt;L: Whatever. All I know is that this panties is adorable!&lt;br /&gt;P: Panties is a vile word Lys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-1253842410677239271?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1253842410677239271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=1253842410677239271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1253842410677239271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1253842410677239271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/tuck-tuck.html' title='tuck tuck'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-199854979239306678</id><published>2010-01-19T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T16:32:50.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy-o</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1ZPJX8LncI/AAAAAAAAAqA/yMUQRo8qd1E/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1ZPJX8LncI/AAAAAAAAAqA/yMUQRo8qd1E/s320/DSC00010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428613423305563586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its has been 10 days since I turned 20. I always thought 20 is a big number but then again, Daddy proves me otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; Dy, I think I'm old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daddy :&lt;/span&gt; Then I must be older. What makes you say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; Cause I'm 20. I felt so old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daddy :&lt;/span&gt; You're already old after you left school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me : &lt;/span&gt;That's not helping. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daddy :&lt;/span&gt; Just remember that no matter how old you become, you could always be older and that there are bigger things in life that you could achieve. So you could never be so old or too old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me : &lt;/span&gt;Thank you Daddy, you're the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he gave me a sweet peck in the cheek just like he always did when I was a little girl. I love you Daddy. You are and always be the biggest, largest, oldest, awesomest, nicest guy in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-199854979239306678?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/199854979239306678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=199854979239306678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/199854979239306678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/199854979239306678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/daddy-o.html' title='Daddy-o'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1ZPJX8LncI/AAAAAAAAAqA/yMUQRo8qd1E/s72-c/DSC00010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-3747926890764513029</id><published>2010-01-19T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T02:31:01.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy strikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1WJpoxG0bI/AAAAAAAAAp4/TsuZzThQTFs/s1600-h/hilary_duff2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1WJpoxG0bI/AAAAAAAAAp4/TsuZzThQTFs/s320/hilary_duff2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428396274276028850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Duff sisters.&lt;br /&gt;Love those boots, and yes THE BEG!&lt;br /&gt;I want one!&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/6738866224855245285-3747926890764513029?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3747926890764513029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=3747926890764513029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3747926890764513029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3747926890764513029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/jealousy-strikes.html' title='Jealousy strikes'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1WJpoxG0bI/AAAAAAAAAp4/TsuZzThQTFs/s72-c/hilary_duff2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-758061803453468564</id><published>2010-01-19T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T01:47:59.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shitz, love</title><content type='html'>Ahoy bloggie! I've been wanting to blog but the minute i click the New Post link, my brain freezes. Sorta like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;:O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, exactly like that. So, I've been having the two idi-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ops&lt;/span&gt;-ots over more frequently now and although its very nice of them to come and and make a living hell out of me, I kinda like it but not so much. KIDDING. Okay, I love having you two around! There! I've said it and man, there goes my alter ego. I still hate you for stealing my pancakes and I'll make sure that you'll drag your ass back to the mall and get me some before I literally make a living hell out of you, L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Muahahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, how do you like me now babehh? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Jo, thanks for driving me here and there today and of course for the lovely breakfast treat. You know, I'm not sure why I'm going to say this but, you're not half as bad. You precious little gem. But, still gay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-758061803453468564?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/758061803453468564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=758061803453468564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/758061803453468564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/758061803453468564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/shitz-love.html' title='Shitz, love'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-3670200762216653003</id><published>2010-01-17T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:07:27.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fishville takes forever to DL. Shit. Awh, I miss my boyfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-3670200762216653003?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3670200762216653003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=3670200762216653003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3670200762216653003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3670200762216653003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/fishville-takes-forever-to-dl.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-1895990106845037332</id><published>2010-01-17T08:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T08:29:44.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos!</title><content type='html'>these are the pictures that i was suppose to upload like ages ago. but here , enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M5s3rmfDI/AAAAAAAAApg/5HKuDdsBOVg/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M5s3rmfDI/AAAAAAAAApg/5HKuDdsBOVg/s320/DSC00071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427745418935434290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother think he looks hot like this. NOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M5o6c0xqI/AAAAAAAAApY/PKvm8keWPMw/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M5o6c0xqI/AAAAAAAAApY/PKvm8keWPMw/s320/DSC00052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427745350959285922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my two favorite retards! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M5kPorz4I/AAAAAAAAApQ/BFaDksL_xLs/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M5kPorz4I/AAAAAAAAApQ/BFaDksL_xLs/s320/DSC00049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427745270746828674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adoring sister who pays for everything I bought. LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M5eSrYOtI/AAAAAAAAApI/EzS39SPcG54/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M5eSrYOtI/AAAAAAAAApI/EzS39SPcG54/s320/DSC00040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427745168484219602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, the little poser and his victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M5ZOOig2I/AAAAAAAAApA/GXljE1f87dI/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M5ZOOig2I/AAAAAAAAApA/GXljE1f87dI/s320/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427745081390170978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;miss little flat bum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M5Uuf54pI/AAAAAAAAAo4/T53-jRcR6UQ/s1600-h/DSC00010+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M5Uuf54pI/AAAAAAAAAo4/T53-jRcR6UQ/s320/DSC00010+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427745004153594514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wish to stalk him, he works at petrosains klcc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M5OK_Hh_I/AAAAAAAAAow/n2Q3F1I1uvM/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M5OK_Hh_I/AAAAAAAAAow/n2Q3F1I1uvM/s320/DSC00012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427744891541620722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;popsy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M4wNdNGiI/AAAAAAAAAoo/AM28p4ARttE/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M4wNdNGiI/AAAAAAAAAoo/AM28p4ARttE/s320/DSC00080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427744376808610338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I should seriously remind Lys not to candid me in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M53NjbkDI/AAAAAAAAApo/phhIOhxd7HM/s1600-h/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M53NjbkDI/AAAAAAAAApo/phhIOhxd7HM/s320/DSC00060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427745596605435954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and you, I miss you.&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/6738866224855245285-1895990106845037332?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1895990106845037332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=1895990106845037332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1895990106845037332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1895990106845037332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/photos.html' title='photos!'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M5s3rmfDI/AAAAAAAAApg/5HKuDdsBOVg/s72-c/DSC00071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-3584944162539253510</id><published>2010-01-17T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T08:30:45.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>down-dates</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not blogging in a while. I've been busy with, stuffs. Anyway, I came across a blog that belongs to an old friend of mine. So I read a few posts and I noticed that all of her posts are so, filled with grudges and anger. Seriously man, chillax lah. I felt like hanging myself while reading it. So full of negative vibes. Me don't like. Cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh its 12.11, I'm sleepy and my butt hurts like hell. Lys said if I spend so much time on this chair, I'll definitely will have flat bum. Oh no, its the world gone mad Lys. Not gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my big crush on Justin Timberlake, consuming every type of food I could find in the kitchen and the fact that my boyfriend is miles away from home just make me want to lay back, cry and wait for someone to shoot me dead. I'm sure that there are people out there who are dying to do that. So please do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else. OH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana got this amazing haircut today and though it wasn't so Blake Lively or some sort, it is actually pretty amazing. I am charmed by that particular stylist. She did Ieya's hair few weeks back and I'm still in love with it. Since I am so kind and adoring, I'll share the information. Look for Cindy at SuperStylist. She's the short girl with amazing blond hair. Oh she looks like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M7JTozdII/AAAAAAAAApw/yt-xCAvVXb8/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M7JTozdII/AAAAAAAAApw/yt-xCAvVXb8/s320/DSC00044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427747006987859074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves, xx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang, I miss you so badly :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-3584944162539253510?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3584944162539253510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=3584944162539253510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3584944162539253510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3584944162539253510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/down-dates.html' title='down-dates'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S1M7JTozdII/AAAAAAAAApw/yt-xCAvVXb8/s72-c/DSC00044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-7035741181084291777</id><published>2010-01-14T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T06:09:06.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its a beautiful lazy day and yes, I do love one lazy day. I don't have to do anything at all. I spend the whole week downloading songs, watching movies, sleeping and spend most of my time wondering why malay dramas are so dramatic. Its so typical. Urgh! Bloody tv program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, lets watch animal planet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-7035741181084291777?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7035741181084291777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=7035741181084291777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7035741181084291777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7035741181084291777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-beautiful-lazy-day-and-yes-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-6372641785518371882</id><published>2010-01-12T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T18:26:35.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sayang, you are the greatest boyfriend anyone could ever ask for.&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/6738866224855245285-6372641785518371882?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6372641785518371882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=6372641785518371882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6372641785518371882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6372641785518371882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/sayang-you-are-greatest-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-279872576657774742</id><published>2010-01-12T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T18:24:06.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo</title><content type='html'>I can't remember how many times I've watch the heartbreak kid. I just can't get enough of Adam Sandler. He's like this good looking old man. Haha, weird. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm looking forward for a good movie with the girlfriends this weekend but couldn't find any. They wanted to watch the old dogs but I've watch with the boyfriend. Sure, John Travolta is undeniably awesome. A Robbie William? He could just sit on the floor doing nothing and it still makes me laugh. So my guess, this will be my second chance. Although I wanted to watch this movie tooth fairy so badly. The trailer was off the hook man. Well, why should I complain. I have all the time in the world until March. Bloody March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-279872576657774742?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/279872576657774742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=279872576657774742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/279872576657774742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/279872576657774742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/boo.html' title='Boo'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-3270656721115181643</id><published>2010-01-12T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T04:42:52.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay shoutouts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daddy :&lt;/span&gt; Thank you for all the second chances you gave me. For the trust you laid on me although its obvious that I don't deserve any. For all the luxury you throw upon me. For the love and the good night kisses. For all the great talks. For the singing and dancing in the car together. For telling me that I could do greater things and for telling me you love me and always lend your arms through every breakups and hardships life has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mumster :&lt;/span&gt; Mummy you've always been the biggest nag-ster around me. You don't show love by telling em, you show us how its done and I like the way you roll. I'm sorry for raising my voice to you. I'm sorry for complaining how house chores gave me eye bags. For being totally immature just to get off trouble. For slamming the door when you say hurtful things but I know, you do that for love. Your sarcasm will always be the greatest treat in my 20 miserable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syazni (sister) :&lt;/span&gt; One thing I had to say is that you face my stubborness like a man and I'll always love you for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Niena (sister) : &lt;/span&gt;You always be around when I need you. Even when I don't, you're there. You gave me everything I ever needed and you certainly know how to comfort me with your loving attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hariz (brother) :&lt;/span&gt; At times you could be goddamn annoying, you just won't admit it. But for what its worth, you are the best brother ever. Thank you for letting me sneak into your room in the middle of the night just because I'm afraid to sleep alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ieya (sister) : &lt;/span&gt;You have a pure heart. So innocent and generous. There are times when I'm afraid to let you go to school. Afraid that someone might bully you or you might fell on your way to class. But you grew up to be a fine looking lady. Thank you for taking care of me every time I was admitted to the hospitals and for keeping up with my super negative vibes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nana (sister) :&lt;/span&gt; You one smart bitch. I'll love you forever. Thank you for putting a smile on my face when I hadn't got any. You are in fact, the reason why I'm looking forward to come home sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boyfriend : &lt;/span&gt;I should thank you for everything. You were there when I need you the most. You made me lilies out of red papers. You share things with me. You became my best friend, my boyfriend. You're everything. Now lets hope 5 years comes fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sha :&lt;/span&gt; Like I said, fate loves us bitch. Thank you for being a good friend, a good bitch and a good sister to me. I love it when we sit down and gasp and drool over hot boys. It'll continue in March. Haha see you bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yana :&lt;/span&gt; Okay I was told that you've got skinnier now. I'm so jealous but whatever. You're used to it. Haha just remember, I'm the one with the nice hair, duh. Haha thank you for being there. For supporting, for all the laughs and weird things we (including Sha) did. I'm just a call away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lys : &lt;/span&gt;I got no shoutouts for you since you're actually sitting next to me. Seriously, move over bitch. You know I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Qie :&lt;/span&gt; I swear, you are the weirdest person I've ever met. Will always be the weirdest. Thank you for all the pampering and the cursing sessions we had. I'll always remember you, you freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and boys.. I miss you guys. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-3270656721115181643?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3270656721115181643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=3270656721115181643&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3270656721115181643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3270656721115181643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/okay-shoutouts.html' title='okay shoutouts'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-6168884870311024199</id><published>2010-01-12T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T04:08:22.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you look like the hobos who killed my mother and it's a random quotation</title><content type='html'>Hello bloggie! Am sorry for ignoring you. In my defense, I've been avoiding the internet for quite some time. Mind me. I actually have a life. Anyway, my unemployment and sit-at-home activities will end soon. Well.. went to the education fair the other day with with Pops and Baby Brother for college browsing for me. Not the brother. He's fine with community college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, decided to go to Unisel for Pre Education Diploma but the course is not registered under the Malaysian Qualification Agency (MQA). Yes fools, contact them and checked if your course is registered like ASAP, seriously. So, Pops had finally choose a proper and registered college for me. I'm going to KLiUC doing Corporate Communication. Here's the best part.. Sha's doing the same thing! Hello, fate loves us together. So bitchy, slutty and corrupted minds. Oh man, another bumpy ride biatch. We'll survive. Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two corporate bitch, coming right up.&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-6168884870311024199?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6168884870311024199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=6168884870311024199&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6168884870311024199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6168884870311024199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-look-like-hobos-who-killed-my.html' title='you look like the hobos who killed my mother and it&apos;s a random quotation'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-474096214401716638</id><published>2010-01-04T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:48:33.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its a keeper</title><content type='html'>Here I am. Sitting and blogging. I'm wearing an oversize t-shirt and a boxer shorts. I spend the whole morning gazing outside the window, trying to understand whats going on around me. Why he's behaving like that, how did it turn out this way, why can't it be the way I expect it to be. Perhaps I've been reading the Puisi book too much. It gets to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only ought to blame myself of whatever is happening. Sometimes I wonder if, goodbyes are the best solution. That drifting yourself away is always the right thing to do. As long as other people is happy and pleased with the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meantime I am trying to understand why, the reason behind the lies and truth behind everything. Why God tested me so hard. I felt like breaking down and cry, I need shoulders to cry on. But its a waste. When I had someone around listening, I end up not speaking. I didn't lie, I just prefer not to speak. Somehow, does that work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifices are made for love. Not for self interest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-474096214401716638?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/474096214401716638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=474096214401716638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/474096214401716638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/474096214401716638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-keeper.html' title='its a keeper'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-9149007404229105243</id><published>2010-01-04T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T18:58:38.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>encounter</title><content type='html'>Don't try this conversation with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;P : Whats the stupidest thing you've ever did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Q : I googled google. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;P : Oh, that's a stupid thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Q : Yeah, how about you? What is the stupidest thing you've ever did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;P : Being friends with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could cause we practically grew up together and she's not the kind of girl who breaks down and cry and be all drama queen all the sudden. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Qie, I hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-9149007404229105243?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/9149007404229105243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=9149007404229105243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/9149007404229105243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/9149007404229105243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/encounter.html' title='encounter'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-7689084326517555351</id><published>2010-01-03T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:23:30.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diversity of Malaysians</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;L : Omfgee, have you read this? Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;P : I have actually. Can't put the blame on anyone. Diversity of Malaysians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Q : Diversity of Malaysian? What is it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;L : Oh nothing. Its about this new 'service' that some 'company' provide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Q : What service?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;P : Hahaha. You mentioned it, you explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;L : Well, read it your self. Page 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Q : Omfgee. Shiitttt shitttt. Ew ew ew. FUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;L : You know, I'll be shock if you go to heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;P : Haha, that's make the two of us but whose complaining?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Q : Whaaaaat iiiiiiiiiisss thisssssss? EW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;P : Hey, you're the one filled with curiosity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;L : Yeap&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Q : So, best ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;L : Best. Serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;P : Proven. Bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;L : What? She ask, I answered lah. Plus do I look like someone who did something like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Q&amp;amp;P : YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;L : Okay, fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;P : Bi-bi-bi-bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Q : Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;L : What was that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;P : A way of expressing little one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-7689084326517555351?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7689084326517555351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=7689084326517555351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7689084326517555351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7689084326517555351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_03.html' title='Diversity of Malaysians'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-2075790769239346796</id><published>2010-01-03T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:46:22.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>author</title><content type='html'>Okay &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Nick Pitera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blew me away&lt;/span&gt;, seriously. He has one very unique and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;dreamy voice.&lt;/span&gt; Come on, how many guys you knew could imitate a woman's voice &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perfectly&lt;/span&gt;? My point exactly. His version of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;A Whole New World&lt;/span&gt; stands above everyone else. Embrace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t9-CS2v8wcc"&gt;Click this to view Nick Pitera's video &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, its &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lazy Monday&lt;/span&gt;. Six days to go! Since &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;this week is officially my week,&lt;/span&gt; I am not going to let any shits bringing me down. Na'uh. I'm going to smile, laugh and do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;WHATEVER I WANT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; without having anyone's intervention&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please biatches, this may sound a little impossible to ask from you but can you please leave me alone? I know it sounds impossible. So perhaps only for this week? Yes? No? Yeah, thought so too. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; couldn't resist ruining other people's life and being so goddam nosy&lt;/span&gt;. I know the 'can't-help-it' feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, till then. Bye bye Biatch (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-2075790769239346796?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2075790769239346796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=2075790769239346796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/2075790769239346796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/2075790769239346796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/author.html' title='author'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-6962429872595130077</id><published>2010-01-03T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:13:19.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0FcptB39xI/AAAAAAAAAn0/5xljqJBhWzA/s1600-h/tumblr_kvocphK4871qzaxlqo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 443px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0FcptB39xI/AAAAAAAAAn0/5xljqJBhWzA/s320/tumblr_kvocphK4871qzaxlqo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422717297862637330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from Na. And she's right. It makes me want to hang myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-6962429872595130077?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6962429872595130077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=6962429872595130077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6962429872595130077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6962429872595130077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/got-this-from-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0FcptB39xI/AAAAAAAAAn0/5xljqJBhWzA/s72-c/tumblr_kvocphK4871qzaxlqo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-9045098062275336454</id><published>2010-01-03T06:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T06:24:25.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0CokZ1BJzI/AAAAAAAAAns/W6fMgbFRRMY/s1600-h/469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0CokZ1BJzI/AAAAAAAAAns/W6fMgbFRRMY/s320/469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422519294716094258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-9045098062275336454?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/9045098062275336454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=9045098062275336454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/9045098062275336454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/9045098062275336454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0CokZ1BJzI/AAAAAAAAAns/W6fMgbFRRMY/s72-c/469.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-7315597440361117902</id><published>2010-01-03T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T06:23:54.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Moments</title><content type='html'>Had lunch over at Manhattan Fish Market @ Sunway Pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0Cmz017yuI/AAAAAAAAAnM/9LXRgMfPv8E/s1600-h/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0Cmz017yuI/AAAAAAAAAnM/9LXRgMfPv8E/s320/DSC00015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422517360642476770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0Cm6tFJPQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/DSq_bMqQtu4/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0Cm6tFJPQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/DSq_bMqQtu4/s320/DSC00026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422517478817873154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mumsy and Pops,&lt;br /&gt;At first they were bored (just look at Pop's face) and&lt;br /&gt;the next minute, they dug in. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Delicious food, dive in guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0CnvBhd8cI/AAAAAAAAAnc/PWgmaGagEGo/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0CnvBhd8cI/AAAAAAAAAnc/PWgmaGagEGo/s320/DSC00010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422518377658577346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little brother is being himself, vain.&lt;br /&gt;I still wonder what WTS means.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;what the shiiitttt?&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0Cn_TPUK6I/AAAAAAAAAnk/3qI3rmpInKg/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0Cn_TPUK6I/AAAAAAAAAnk/3qI3rmpInKg/s320/DSC00017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422518657292184482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby sister, Puteri Nur Khairina/Nana.&lt;br /&gt;A vainpot in the making. So let her be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more pictures in my phone but I'm too lazy to upload all of them (:&lt;br /&gt;Chow.&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/6738866224855245285-7315597440361117902?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7315597440361117902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=7315597440361117902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7315597440361117902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7315597440361117902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/family-moments.html' title='Family Moments'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0Cmz017yuI/AAAAAAAAAnM/9LXRgMfPv8E/s72-c/DSC00015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-1049239448897904265</id><published>2010-01-03T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T06:13:32.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm only me when I'm with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0Cl5wCqFXI/AAAAAAAAAnE/3CxfyIhDZZI/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0Clw6KC3SI/AAAAAAAAAm0/85nI8gJNss4/s320/DSC00008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422516211017768226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0CltSi_v-I/AAAAAAAAAms/sHfAuxkk1yQ/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0CltSi_v-I/AAAAAAAAAms/sHfAuxkk1yQ/s320/DSC00006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422516148845395938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0ClpLBa1bI/AAAAAAAAAmk/-sLNqRoTuEU/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0ClpLBa1bI/AAAAAAAAAmk/-sLNqRoTuEU/s320/DSC00004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422516078106039730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0CllkbPYII/AAAAAAAAAmc/d4bErgIALzY/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0CllkbPYII/AAAAAAAAAmc/d4bErgIALzY/s320/DSC00002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422516016205750402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0ClfIP7NUI/AAAAAAAAAmU/uxkvE7KwFHI/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0ClfIP7NUI/AAAAAAAAAmU/uxkvE7KwFHI/s320/DSC00001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422515905562883394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-1049239448897904265?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1049239448897904265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=1049239448897904265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1049239448897904265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1049239448897904265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-only-me-when-im-with-you.html' title='I&apos;m only me when I&apos;m with you'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0Cl5wCqFXI/AAAAAAAAAnE/3CxfyIhDZZI/s72-c/DSC00054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-7885309709297285095</id><published>2010-01-03T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T06:30:53.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>precious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0Cj_x2cBQI/AAAAAAAAAmM/JWH6x3pGV2c/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0Cj_x2cBQI/AAAAAAAAAmM/JWH6x3pGV2c/s400/DSC00005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422514267462829314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lys, Qie and Amin call this, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sexy Smashing Work of Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then they ask me for ice cream. Pfft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Technology was suppose to make our life easier. Not so darn complicated and make you want to &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hang yourself to death&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mind you, I am actually bad-talking about my laptop.&lt;/span&gt; I've been pursuing &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Amer&lt;/span&gt; to reformat it for me but yes, in my dreams. He ain't doin' the dirty job. Fine boy, we'll see how far those stubborn bones could go after I show you all the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;greens&lt;/span&gt;. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its January 3rd, 2010. It has been 3 days since new year (&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DUH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) and my life had been chaotic as hell. I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;stressed&lt;/span&gt;, perhaps overworked but surely depressed. But it all will end soon. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Syg, I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lys, I never forget. Bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Qie darling, you are still the shitz. Heart you.&lt;br /&gt;Shafira, love you.&lt;br /&gt;Ridzuan Ahmad, love you more. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-7885309709297285095?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7885309709297285095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=7885309709297285095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7885309709297285095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7885309709297285095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/precious.html' title='precious'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S0Cj_x2cBQI/AAAAAAAAAmM/JWH6x3pGV2c/s72-c/DSC00005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-8833371999502543083</id><published>2010-01-02T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T06:01:02.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When we're far apart, my world stop spinning and finally collapses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;missing her boyfriend&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/6738866224855245285-8833371999502543083?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/8833371999502543083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=8833371999502543083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/8833371999502543083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/8833371999502543083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-were-far-apart-my-world-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-2060169456203787879</id><published>2010-01-02T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T05:58:23.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurry back honey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Author's note :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why everyone can't just leave my boyfriend and I alone. Had we done something bad to you? Had he done anything bad to you? Exactly. Mind your own fucking business and move on. Please pick up 'a life' on your way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;School starts on Monday and Iya doesn't look so entertained with herself. At all. Gee , you had no idea how much I miss school. All those crazy friends, sleeping during History class, wearing the ugly uniform, canteen food. Okay, as gross as it sounds, I miss. But you can't rewind time. Well, truth hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch over at Manhattan Fish Market. Love the place, starting to hate the food. Okay, no offense, its just one person's point of view. Too much garlic. Gives me headache. And still has it. Okay, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Syg, I know you went there to study. I wish you well. Keep up those grades and maintain. Make our parents proud and you'll be just fine. Dont worry about me, although I had to admit I has been a little lonely not having you around but I'll survive. For you, of course. &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/6738866224855245285-2060169456203787879?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2060169456203787879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=2060169456203787879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/2060169456203787879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/2060169456203787879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/hurry-back-honey.html' title='hurry back honey'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-4551060568604005278</id><published>2010-01-01T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:11:26.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'll be old in exactly 9 days.&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/6738866224855245285-4551060568604005278?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4551060568604005278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=4551060568604005278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4551060568604005278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4551060568604005278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/ill-be-old-in-exactly-9-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-6463826301683307345</id><published>2010-01-01T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:10:41.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sz275b_7diI/AAAAAAAAAmE/xtXHbX3v-eU/s1600-h/359450_bungee_jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sz275b_7diI/AAAAAAAAAmE/xtXHbX3v-eU/s400/359450_bungee_jump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421696121866778146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mumsy, I want to bungee jump again!&lt;br /&gt;It's fun. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Trust me&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/6738866224855245285-6463826301683307345?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6463826301683307345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=6463826301683307345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6463826301683307345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6463826301683307345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2010/01/mumsy-i-want-to-bungee-jump-again-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sz275b_7diI/AAAAAAAAAmE/xtXHbX3v-eU/s72-c/359450_bungee_jump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-3555840220622704251</id><published>2009-12-31T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:19:32.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Leave us alone,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seriously&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/6738866224855245285-3555840220622704251?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3555840220622704251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=3555840220622704251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3555840220622704251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3555840220622704251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/leave-us-alone-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-4099446717274694659</id><published>2009-12-31T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:09:31.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 0-9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sz11RYmLbTI/AAAAAAAAAl8/T86VKfZ4iBo/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sz11RYmLbTI/AAAAAAAAAl8/T86VKfZ4iBo/s400/DSC00002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421618467944754482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a wonderful week having &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Syg&lt;/span&gt; around. Watch movies on his labby, playing the guitar, making lunch for him. Loving the moments. I'll wait for you to come home soon &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Syg&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I should thank his boys, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Aiman, Nabil and Naim&lt;/span&gt; for their willingness to drag Wan to Subang for our last date before he's off to Dungun. Had lunch, laugh our ass off. Its fun. Again, thank you. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hope to see you guys pretty soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Syg's off to Dungun. Sedih but its fine. Shall I remind you Mister that you're there untuk menimba ilmu. Don't forget that okay? I miss you already. I'll be waiting for you to come home love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh ohh goodbye 09, hello 10. I'll be 20! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year you guys. xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-4099446717274694659?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4099446717274694659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=4099446717274694659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4099446717274694659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4099446717274694659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-0-9.html' title='Goodbye 0-9'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sz11RYmLbTI/AAAAAAAAAl8/T86VKfZ4iBo/s72-c/DSC00002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-4152427123490491189</id><published>2009-12-27T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T04:55:54.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Whenever I miss you; I put your tune on play mode,&lt;br /&gt;Stare over your picture,&lt;br /&gt;and read the sweetest notes you gave me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put on your clothes,&lt;br /&gt;Spray your perfume just so I could feel you close,&lt;br /&gt;I could feel your hands holding mine tightly,&lt;br /&gt;and our lips touches,&lt;br /&gt;That moment I knew,&lt;br /&gt;Dammit, I love you.&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/6738866224855245285-4152427123490491189?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4152427123490491189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=4152427123490491189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4152427123490491189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4152427123490491189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/whenever-i-miss-you-i-put-your-tune-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-8497204079842196895</id><published>2009-12-27T04:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T04:47:49.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I  remember every look upon your face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The way you roll your eyes, the way you taste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You make it hard for breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- two is better than one, boys like girls.&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/6738866224855245285-8497204079842196895?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/8497204079842196895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=8497204079842196895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/8497204079842196895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/8497204079842196895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-remember-every-look-upon-your-face.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-790508438854940425</id><published>2009-12-26T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T05:04:05.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;I need more Poppers and Paddle Pop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Putt being demanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-790508438854940425?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/790508438854940425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=790508438854940425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/790508438854940425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/790508438854940425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-need-more-poppers-and-paddle-pop-putt.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-1811093112513890291</id><published>2009-12-26T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T04:30:28.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My man, My hero.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;December 26th, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its has been exactly &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;27 days&lt;/span&gt; since I've been in a relationship with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ridzuan Ahmad&lt;/span&gt;. Although it looks like the word '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;days&lt;/span&gt;' play its role pretty obvious,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I still look at them as the best moments of my life&lt;/span&gt;. Every second &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the love I had for him grows stronger&lt;/span&gt;. Not less. And I thank God for giving me one of his best creations, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nur Ridzuan bin Noor Ahmad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you would be delighted to know how it all started. (or not) One way or another, I'm still going to tell you the story. I know,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; I'm demanded&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Live with it suckers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was on November 23rd on the same year. It was a sunny day and I'm bored. Lys was suppose to take me out for movies but typical typical old Lys canceled the plans last minute. It was a pity moment full of anger because I waited for her like half an hour or so. Then I walk my way up to the computer and log into my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing, replying comments, blogging until.. I saw the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;friend request&lt;/span&gt; icon on the upper right side of the page. I click it and saw the name; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ridzuan Ahmad&lt;/span&gt;. Mutual friends; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plenty&lt;/span&gt;. Okay, better approve and without hesitations, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I did&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I open up his page to thank him for the add. Its one of my courtesy and lame effort of saying &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt; and make friends. It worth the time after a few minutes when he replied and being all goody two shoes back. Oh great, friendly people. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He introduce me this one song,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Surrender by Billy Talent &lt;/span&gt;and luckily for him, I was desperate for a good tune. So I log into my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;4shared&lt;/span&gt; and download it immediately. I love it, still do. Then we exchange our IM email and chat-ed about 3 hours or so until he ask for my phone number. Its one of the funniest moment of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Can I have your number? You know, in case nak ajak you makan satay ke?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh my ass off over the excuse that he manage to came up with in matter of minutes or perhaps seconds. So I gave him mine and forgot to ask for his.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; It cost me two days of staying by the phone in case he gave me a ring&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But no luck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days later, we met again on the IM. We chatted for hours until I caught him flirting, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt;. That is why people call me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hitch&lt;/span&gt;, ladies and gentlemen. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;As a real man's man, he admit his defeat and confess that he was in fact, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flirting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started to rely on text message and phone calls when we both had to go back to our hometown for Raya but &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;we manage to blew each other away&lt;/span&gt; and so on the 30th of November, 2009, the words finally came out of his mouth or his fingers as he was actually &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;typing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Putt, be my gf?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as romantic and unique way of asking, and after countless of inhaling the inhaler and trying so hard to breath normally, I said &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;"YES"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here we are. 27 days after, still in love and hopefully will be in love, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sayang, thank you for being you, for loving me, accepting me the way I am and definitely, thank you for the add (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;We used to be the same person in two different places, now we're an item which everyone adores and hate at the same time. Lets embrace the moment as they bite their nails in jealousy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-1811093112513890291?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1811093112513890291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=1811093112513890291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1811093112513890291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1811093112513890291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-man-my-hero.html' title='My man, My hero.'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-6190793043834053711</id><published>2009-12-25T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T09:00:30.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALYSSA motherfucking MUNIRAH, please come home.&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/6738866224855245285-6190793043834053711?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6190793043834053711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=6190793043834053711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6190793043834053711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6190793043834053711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/alyssa-motherfucking-munirah-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-7375538426335551540</id><published>2009-12-25T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T08:29:50.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause you're precious</title><content type='html'>Forget about formal English or lame words, from today onwards; sophiecantdance is only readable to certain people. Private is the new black. And you girls, are the new bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bravo little girl. Top notch. Job well done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Up top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, this blog is only readable to my boyfriend, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ridzuan Ahmad&lt;/span&gt;. This blog is my private diary and only him has the access to the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang, this one's for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the mess I've made and I promise I'll clean it up. Thank you for always be there with me and for me. I love you so much. Till death do us apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-7375538426335551540?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7375538426335551540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=7375538426335551540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7375538426335551540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7375538426335551540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/cause-youre-precious.html' title='cause you&apos;re precious'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-7122512630283663654</id><published>2009-12-24T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T02:10:11.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wake up and smell the coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzM9dWv_njI/AAAAAAAAAl0/g3f5l7eiKzI/s1600-h/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzM9dWv_njI/AAAAAAAAAl0/g3f5l7eiKzI/s400/girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418742351189220914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember back in the days when we love to have sleepovers and comb our hair while watching cartoons and laugh our ass off while watching Mr Phua speaking bad &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Minglish&lt;/span&gt; (Malay-English)? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I miss those days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We used to dance off while singing the school song and act all &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;senior-y&lt;/span&gt; to all our juniors. We love to stand tall holding our face too high so no one could step on our heads and being bitchy behind our back. We used to promised each other that no matter what happens, we always got each others' back and always wish each others' luck. This one is for you L, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good luck in UK&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll survive little one&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Eh kau pehal kacau boyfriend aku?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;No I didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eh dudette, supp? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Problemmo bitcho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jangan sibuk boleh? Its between me and her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Her who? Yang ni? Sorry, we're a package.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Fine. (walks away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Being brave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nah, just act like one. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Coolies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;bitcho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;, love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;muchoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fucko you-o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Pfft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Language ladies. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss you muchoo stinky-o&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-7122512630283663654?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7122512630283663654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=7122512630283663654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7122512630283663654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7122512630283663654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/wake-up-and-smell-coffee.html' title='wake up and smell the coffee'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzM9dWv_njI/AAAAAAAAAl0/g3f5l7eiKzI/s72-c/girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-1870112417232333180</id><published>2009-12-23T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T07:44:17.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yumster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzI563A2ZtI/AAAAAAAAAlM/9f_ca-wi0Hg/s1600-h/DSC00011+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzI563A2ZtI/AAAAAAAAAlM/9f_ca-wi0Hg/s400/DSC00011+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418456985042839250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This what happens when you had too much&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Paddle Pop&lt;/span&gt; milkshake. You go all Gaga, Vrrooomm&lt;br /&gt;and Lalala. Come on, do the Power Rangers pose with me.&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/6738866224855245285-1870112417232333180?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1870112417232333180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=1870112417232333180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1870112417232333180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1870112417232333180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-what-happens-when-you-had-too-much.html' title='yumster'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzI563A2ZtI/AAAAAAAAAlM/9f_ca-wi0Hg/s72-c/DSC00011+%281%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-1624629211543363815</id><published>2009-12-23T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T05:47:35.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rascals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzIehPoKfZI/AAAAAAAAAlE/kQQD13KMTqg/s1600-h/ella-kitten-photos-cat-photos-gallery-cute-black-and-white-fluffy-playfull-pose-on-sofa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzIehPoKfZI/AAAAAAAAAlE/kQQD13KMTqg/s400/ella-kitten-photos-cat-photos-gallery-cute-black-and-white-fluffy-playfull-pose-on-sofa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418426858159635858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I shall name you, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ginger&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since half of my family members are Ailurophobics, I am not allowed to have cats. If you don't know what Ailurophobic is, there's this thing called &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Google&lt;/span&gt;. Look it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really weird because I was born to be one of them but I guess after years of growing up without one, I've realize something. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I need one&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously. I've been afraid of furry things/animals that moves for ages now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;Its time to suck it up and embrace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might explain the weird dream I had: I was a black and white cat and I help my master to find a missing diamond. Weird enuff? Here comes the best part, my master is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;. I know, weird. -.- But thats what you get when you watch Pink Panther over and over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-1624629211543363815?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1624629211543363815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=1624629211543363815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1624629211543363815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1624629211543363815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/rascals.html' title='Rascals'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzIehPoKfZI/AAAAAAAAAlE/kQQD13KMTqg/s72-c/ella-kitten-photos-cat-photos-gallery-cute-black-and-white-fluffy-playfull-pose-on-sofa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-2062674037518016995</id><published>2009-12-23T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T05:35:28.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What you see is what you get</title><content type='html'>This special post is dedicated to Little Miss Stalker and Miss I'm-so-afraid-I'll-have-no-friends-left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get a life. Seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You can thank me later.&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/6738866224855245285-2062674037518016995?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2062674037518016995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=2062674037518016995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/2062674037518016995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/2062674037518016995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-you-see-is-what-you-get.html' title='What you see is what you get'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-3703339423230442505</id><published>2009-12-22T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T20:08:36.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzGXcrOvAPI/AAAAAAAAAko/zqqCQwohv60/s1600-h/power-rangers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzGXcrOvAPI/AAAAAAAAAko/zqqCQwohv60/s400/power-rangers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418278345600073970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I love them. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am not ashamed!&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/6738866224855245285-3703339423230442505?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3703339423230442505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=3703339423230442505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3703339423230442505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3703339423230442505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzGXcrOvAPI/AAAAAAAAAko/zqqCQwohv60/s72-c/power-rangers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-7559352470439322286</id><published>2009-12-22T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T20:06:54.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now don't you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzGXR55KlWI/AAAAAAAAAkg/HXT5ooIr2Vg/s1600-h/bb2681e47c58d4f0.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 361px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzGXR55KlWI/AAAAAAAAAkg/HXT5ooIr2Vg/s400/bb2681e47c58d4f0.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418278160557577570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yes, yes I do.&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/6738866224855245285-7559352470439322286?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7559352470439322286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=7559352470439322286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7559352470439322286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7559352470439322286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/now-dont-you.html' title='Now don&apos;t you?'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzGXR55KlWI/AAAAAAAAAkg/HXT5ooIr2Vg/s72-c/bb2681e47c58d4f0.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-501975722840851842</id><published>2009-12-22T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T20:05:36.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another week like this, I swear you'll be seeing me looking like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzGTNNVKmCI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/OxelHK4EhnA/s1600-h/zombie-walk-bilder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzGTNNVKmCI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/OxelHK4EhnA/s320/zombie-walk-bilder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418273681829435426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know, the picture scares me too. Imagine me, looking like this. Confirm, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ridzuan Ahmad&lt;/span&gt; lari. Hahahaha. Anyway, since I have a looooooooooooooooooooooonggg holiday in my hands, I've decided to prepare myself a list of things I want to do before I continue working/studies/etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TADA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go wall climbing for three days in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Skydive, if possible and if they have one spot safe enough for me to jump.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BOYS, lets paintball!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go fishing and catch a big fish.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy myself something nice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Improve guitar skills. Hehehe ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try not to get a haircut no matter what or how much money they bribe me with.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Update tumblr.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch as many DVDs as I can.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a part time job. Need more of them greens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Improve manual driving.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went out for movies with The Brother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit/go meet old friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paint nails-Rainbow during PMS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Help The Mum with house chores.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Improve cooking/baking skills.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jump on the trampoline for at least half an hour.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hang out at the mall.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ruin Qie's life by saying harsh and nasty things everyday ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Oh how inspirational , xo&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/6738866224855245285-501975722840851842?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/501975722840851842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=501975722840851842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/501975722840851842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/501975722840851842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-week-like-this-i-swear-youll-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzGTNNVKmCI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/OxelHK4EhnA/s72-c/zombie-walk-bilder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-2767826167763456039</id><published>2009-12-22T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T06:03:29.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;When I touch your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It's then I understand the beauty lives within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It's now that we begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You always light my way whenever comes a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;No matter where I go I always feel you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Michelle Branch, Everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, I am officially worn out. Seriously, I am so tired.. I could barely open my eyes! But I got my specs, so I'm good. Hopefully I could stay awake until the end of this post. Everyone seems to be sick. High fever, vomit, dizzy and their face looks like Harry Potter's face when he feels pain on his scar. So pale and sad. That's it, no holiday for me. *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Ridzuan Ahmad to the rescue?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh and I feel so out of breath these days, seriously. I need to run full course fast. I want to run full course. I demand to run full course. Lets run full course. Hahaha. Sorry, I am so lame. I guess you're used to it already. Ps, Pa thanks for the shoe! Lovin' them. Still wearing.. not taking it off. Na'uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, oh chh-chh-check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzDROohQbuI/AAAAAAAAAkE/-nKoZ6W8KrA/s1600-h/e0c2d55d2f5a8152.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzDROohQbuI/AAAAAAAAAkE/-nKoZ6W8KrA/s400/e0c2d55d2f5a8152.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418060401051987682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna I wanna I wanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-2767826167763456039?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2767826167763456039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=2767826167763456039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/2767826167763456039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/2767826167763456039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/woff.html' title='woff'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SzDROohQbuI/AAAAAAAAAkE/-nKoZ6W8KrA/s72-c/e0c2d55d2f5a8152.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-111392316853973017</id><published>2009-12-21T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:44:40.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>121ohh121</title><content type='html'>Dear boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;please,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;stop being so goddam cute!&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/6738866224855245285-111392316853973017?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/111392316853973017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=111392316853973017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/111392316853973017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/111392316853973017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/121ohh121.html' title='121ohh121'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-5944065468455354883</id><published>2009-12-21T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:13:56.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>two is better than one</title><content type='html'>Its Tuesday. Gahh, the holidays are still counting but well unfortunately it seems so endless. I know, its very ungrateful of me to whine cause I know theres a lot of you guys out there who are dying to get a day off. But trust me, having them in packs equals total pain. I need to grab hold of those pens and papers. Now let this brain of mine working already! So need to get a job, pronto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could came up to me and ask what I want for my birthday, I would say &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a cat&lt;/span&gt;. A grayish black furry cat and I shall name him &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Night&lt;/span&gt;. Cool, I'll be the next Sabrina only older and way uglier. *grin* Oh I've watch The Grinch on HBO yesterday and apparently I'm looking forward for it again today. I had a good laugh, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mom, The Dad, The Little Sister and The Younger Sister went out with a mission : Out to buy The Younger Sister's school appliances and should be back before lunch time with lunch. Can I demand for an apple pie oh noble one? Well, perhaps not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well then, The Boyfriend should get me one. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisterhood of the traveling pants, here I come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-5944065468455354883?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5944065468455354883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=5944065468455354883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5944065468455354883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5944065468455354883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-is-better-than-one.html' title='two is better than one'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-4690725753023636274</id><published>2009-12-21T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T05:53:16.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyfriend Part 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY BOYFRIEND, WITH &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;HIS SENSE OF HUMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he makes me laugh all the time. seriously. I can't remember a single day gone&lt;br /&gt;by, being mad at him. he knows how to make me laugh, smile and&lt;br /&gt;blush with humor. oh and he could imitate cartoon voices.&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/6738866224855245285-4690725753023636274?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/4690725753023636274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=4690725753023636274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4690725753023636274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/4690725753023636274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/boyfriend-part-4.html' title='Boyfriend Part 4'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-7856691291516461622</id><published>2009-12-21T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T05:50:39.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyfriend Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY BOYFRIEND, &amp;amp; HIS &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;KINDNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he cares about others. I'm sure everyone agrees cause that's&lt;br /&gt;what people kept on telling me. If something happen,&lt;br /&gt;they'll definitely kill me or perhaps at least spank my ass.&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/6738866224855245285-7856691291516461622?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7856691291516461622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=7856691291516461622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7856691291516461622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7856691291516461622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/boyfriend-part-3.html' title='Boyfriend Part 3'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-6422944139583679930</id><published>2009-12-21T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T05:48:46.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyfriend Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY BOYFRIEND, THE &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;CORNY&lt;/span&gt; DUDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, he is by far the corniest boy I've ever dated.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, its a good thing. In fact,&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;. Love you, xo.&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/6738866224855245285-6422944139583679930?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6422944139583679930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=6422944139583679930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6422944139583679930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6422944139583679930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/boyfriend-part-2.html' title='Boyfriend Part 2'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-6356082082049513618</id><published>2009-12-21T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T05:46:45.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyfriend Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY BOYFRIEND, THE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ROCK STAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;seriously, you should hear him play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, thank God he is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;MINE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-6356082082049513618?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6356082082049513618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=6356082082049513618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6356082082049513618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6356082082049513618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/boyfriend-part-1.html' title='Boyfriend Part 1'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-729339658480489559</id><published>2009-12-21T00:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T00:32:51.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ch-ch-check it out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bangles collection from &lt;a href="http://ninakimi.blogspot.com/search/label/Bangles"&gt;Nina Kimi.&lt;/a&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/6738866224855245285-729339658480489559?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/729339658480489559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=729339658480489559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/729339658480489559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/729339658480489559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/ch-ch-check-it-out.html' title='ch-ch-check it out'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-3335677315870536911</id><published>2009-12-21T00:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T00:28:44.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She rocks my fashion sense</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sy8wBd1K-hI/AAAAAAAAAj0/wakXpG45BwE/s1600-h/BE10027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sy8wBd1K-hI/AAAAAAAAAj0/wakXpG45BwE/s400/BE10027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417601678495644178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this from &lt;a href="http://www.ninakimi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nina Kimi&lt;/a&gt; blog page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This my friends, is why I love the most about online shopping. Nina Kimi in specific. I've always love their gladiators and ouh of course fancy accessories. Its awes! Trust me, go and check it out and find something for yourself. Oh man, I'm like one of those die hard fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qie, you see that pictures up there. Yeah, thats the birthday list from me to you. Get that and I swear, I love you forever. Literally :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-3335677315870536911?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3335677315870536911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=3335677315870536911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3335677315870536911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3335677315870536911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/she-rocks-my-fashion-sense.html' title='She rocks my fashion sense'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sy8wBd1K-hI/AAAAAAAAAj0/wakXpG45BwE/s72-c/BE10027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-3248230470951373470</id><published>2009-12-20T23:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T23:18:56.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Sexy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sy8hJQb0uhI/AAAAAAAAAjs/33vtTL1C0HU/s1600-h/batman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sy8hJQb0uhI/AAAAAAAAAjs/33vtTL1C0HU/s400/batman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417585319664204306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bruce Wayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Micheal Keaton&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/6738866224855245285-3248230470951373470?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/3248230470951373470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=3248230470951373470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3248230470951373470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/3248230470951373470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-sexy.html' title='Hello Sexy'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sy8hJQb0uhI/AAAAAAAAAjs/33vtTL1C0HU/s72-c/batman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-7297230350111035892</id><published>2009-12-20T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T23:03:10.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go dec</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;R : haha.. b nak tau x, mama (his grandmother) ckp, cucu menantu sms ke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P : hahahaha. cucu menantu malu dah :'D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;R : cucu sendiri pon malu dh ni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Brother is not doing so good today, so the house seem so quiet which doesn't happen often. But lets not be selfish. As a proud, cute and totally loving sister who adore her one and only brother, I am actually worried about him. He's so hot I mean, his body is so hot and the temperature, high. But I'm just a sister with a driving license but no car to drive her poor brother to the clinic. Luckily for him, The Younger Sister or so we call the future nurse could take care of her and The Dad is not working. So the poor elder sister doesn't seem so helpless anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-7297230350111035892?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7297230350111035892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=7297230350111035892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7297230350111035892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7297230350111035892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/go-dec.html' title='Go dec'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-5639975010979119111</id><published>2009-12-20T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T17:45:41.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hula Monday</title><content type='html'>Its &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt; Monday again. Well, perhaps its too early to tell. The Dad took a week off starting from today. So meeting The Boyfriend this week is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;90 percent impossible&lt;/span&gt;. Its okay, lets embrace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays has been amazing so far. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stressing&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;. But I guess it all will end soon. Since everyone already started college. Qie is busy with Taylors, the three musketeers are busy climbing and sucking their thumbs, the girls with their upcoming final papers, Fa is back in KTT. Who else? Semua orang okay. But baby Shafie is off home soon. Yes, I'll be flying my way to Hartamas soon. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Hopefully soon won't cost me anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, yeah you. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I don't like you biatch&lt;/span&gt;. Stay away. Far faaaaaaaaaaarrr away :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and its Monday, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I want to hula hoop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sy7SxGFXTXI/AAAAAAAAAjk/xTJa4iFSVu4/s1600-h/2660450897_0ec7b8502a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sy7SxGFXTXI/AAAAAAAAAjk/xTJa4iFSVu4/s400/2660450897_0ec7b8502a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417499142661819762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PS/ Syg, rindu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-5639975010979119111?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5639975010979119111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=5639975010979119111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5639975010979119111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5639975010979119111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/hula-monday.html' title='Hula Monday'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sy7SxGFXTXI/AAAAAAAAAjk/xTJa4iFSVu4/s72-c/2660450897_0ec7b8502a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-2710732699003464862</id><published>2009-12-19T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T20:58:41.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't take a step back</title><content type='html'>Sometimes all I really need is time. Time for me to embrace and accept certain things slowly and being able to absorb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all I really need is space. A place to be alone for me to be able to think everything through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all I really need is changes. Changes to make me a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all I really need is a reality check. To keep reminding me of what I had had and what I will achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all I really need is hope. Hope that gives me a little taste of what He had install for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all I really need is to laugh. So all my depression could fly away with the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all I really need is companion. Someone to guide me through hardship and always stand by me to tell me everything will be alright. Someone who can stood by me after years gone by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all I really need..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sy2u30gX1xI/AAAAAAAAAjc/A141HMKfJn4/s1600-h/21ecc83f6206399c.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sy2u30gX1xI/AAAAAAAAAjc/A141HMKfJn4/s400/21ecc83f6206399c.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417178200807036690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you&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/6738866224855245285-2710732699003464862?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2710732699003464862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=2710732699003464862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/2710732699003464862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/2710732699003464862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-take-step-back.html' title='don&apos;t take a step back'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sy2u30gX1xI/AAAAAAAAAjc/A141HMKfJn4/s72-c/21ecc83f6206399c.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-2380893480412096361</id><published>2009-12-19T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T20:45:27.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I has been a fun ride, but this has to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- putt being so unrealistic for the time being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-2380893480412096361?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/2380893480412096361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=2380893480412096361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/2380893480412096361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/2380893480412096361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/009.html' title='009'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-7218597147295495875</id><published>2009-12-18T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T04:54:29.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Them prettats with flat asses!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Syt68ISL08I/AAAAAAAAAjE/FI0pBza5ciY/s1600-h/blake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 337px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Syt68ISL08I/AAAAAAAAAjE/FI0pBza5ciY/s400/blake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416558150277649346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake Lively, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know there's a million girls out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who is dying to to be as pretty and as gorgeous as you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sorry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'd kill to be like Ellen Page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Syt7LBLqsHI/AAAAAAAAAjM/jeT2u9qu5G0/s1600-h/ellen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Syt7LBLqsHI/AAAAAAAAAjM/jeT2u9qu5G0/s400/ellen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416558406069301362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;XO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-7218597147295495875?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/7218597147295495875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=7218597147295495875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7218597147295495875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/7218597147295495875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/them-prettat-with-flat-asses.html' title='Them prettats with flat asses!'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Syt68ISL08I/AAAAAAAAAjE/FI0pBza5ciY/s72-c/blake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-6135501777940748378</id><published>2009-12-18T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T03:30:34.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>+)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If you're going away, please take me with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-boyfriend.&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/6738866224855245285-6135501777940748378?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6135501777940748378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=6135501777940748378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6135501777940748378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6135501777940748378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='+)'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-5514882780106708616</id><published>2009-12-17T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T23:14:55.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>notes 007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sysr1FDNB4I/AAAAAAAAAi8/7UdjuGRkHNM/s1600-h/emotion_rhs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sysr1FDNB4I/AAAAAAAAAi8/7UdjuGRkHNM/s400/emotion_rhs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416471167731828610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"If I did or say something &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;, find a way to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;tell me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Putt being best friends with her emotions&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/6738866224855245285-5514882780106708616?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5514882780106708616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=5514882780106708616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5514882780106708616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5514882780106708616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/notes-007.html' title='notes 007'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sysr1FDNB4I/AAAAAAAAAi8/7UdjuGRkHNM/s72-c/emotion_rhs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-6055777185633782322</id><published>2009-12-17T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:55:18.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now be jealous</title><content type='html'>Here here, the picture of gifts that my boyfriend, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Ridzuan Ahmad&lt;/span&gt; made for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SysmYbIrpAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/n9BWYctOMNU/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SysmYbIrpAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/n9BWYctOMNU/s200/DSC00001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416465177886041090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a close up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SysmdvdMUjI/AAAAAAAAAic/_pDieQOplcM/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SysmdvdMUjI/AAAAAAAAAic/_pDieQOplcM/s200/DSC00002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416465269240123954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its Lily(s), I prefer Roses but now I think I've started to&lt;br /&gt;love them. PS &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;This is hand made.&lt;/span&gt; Tak main lah beli beli okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;TADA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sysm6-20ovI/AAAAAAAAAis/ItNmaOx629c/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/Sysm6-20ovI/AAAAAAAAAis/ItNmaOx629c/s200/DSC00006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416465771590361842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those orange thingy are notes. Love notes. Which&lt;br /&gt;is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;absolutely adorable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SAYANG&lt;/span&gt;. Me love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-6055777185633782322?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/6055777185633782322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=6055777185633782322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6055777185633782322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/6055777185633782322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/now-be-jealous.html' title='Now be jealous'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SysmYbIrpAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/n9BWYctOMNU/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-1641186184168007412</id><published>2009-12-17T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:12:08.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ape? AQILAH? ;)</title><content type='html'>Oh its Saturday. I hate Saturdays! Its so, Saturday-ish. Saturday Saturday Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P : Its lazy Saturday, can you drive any slower?&lt;br /&gt;Q : I thought it should be lazy Monday? And yes, I could. Wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;P : Erh, stop being so effing annoying and drive faster.&lt;br /&gt;Q : Ooo someone is a little grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;P : Yes, if I'm a dwarf, I'll be grumpy. With pleasure. Now step on it biatch.&lt;br /&gt;Q : Okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P : The bloody microphone won't work and I spill coke on my bloody shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Q : You should stop using the word bloody. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;P : Fine. The effing microphone won't work and I spill coke on my effing shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Q : Oh that too.&lt;br /&gt;P : The freaking microphone won't work and I spill coke on my freaking shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Q : Nah, sounds freaking weird.&lt;br /&gt;P : WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That and I love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q : The dude told me that the girl in the red shirt is effing hot but her boyfriend is a nerd case.&lt;br /&gt;P : What?&lt;br /&gt;Q : I said, the dude told me that the girl in the blue shirt is so hot but her boyfriend so tak hot.&lt;br /&gt;P : (feeling a little weird but curious) Come again?&lt;br /&gt;Q : The girl, tuu tuu *pointing* is so tak hot but her boyfriend, pehh serious shit punya hot.&lt;br /&gt;P : *giggle* Who told you that?&lt;br /&gt;Q : My brother.&lt;br /&gt;P : Cranks up laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOYAH. Here's my revenge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-1641186184168007412?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/1641186184168007412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=1641186184168007412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1641186184168007412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/1641186184168007412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/ape-aqilah.html' title='Ape? AQILAH? ;)'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-5773207535052615481</id><published>2009-12-17T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T21:46:37.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To you technology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SysVCv5WxmI/AAAAAAAAAiM/HCjWNmXuC4Y/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SysVCv5WxmI/AAAAAAAAAiM/HCjWNmXuC4Y/s320/DSC00007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416446113804109410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear my beloved labby, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOLA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember the first time I saw you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh so mesmerizing, so intriguing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so.. soo.. so white. Yes, white!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then I got to touch you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So soft, so delicate, very fragile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh the first time my fingers touches your keys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I felt so happy, so connected to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;until I found out that the bluetooth is not working properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, that seriously pisses me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But takpa, I love you anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I installed few bloody security protections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To protect you from those bastards virus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hug you when I go to sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I pamper you and protect you from the sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh tapi, is this the way you're repayme?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By being so bloody complicated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and leads to me - cursing you day in and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is this what you really want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please, lets work out our differences,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before I get myself a new one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A bright red, Nokia notebook,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soft and slick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What? Jealous now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SO WHY DONT YOU WORK PROPERLY NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Your upset owner, xo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738866224855245285-5773207535052615481?l=sophiecantdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/feeds/5773207535052615481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738866224855245285&amp;postID=5773207535052615481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5773207535052615481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738866224855245285/posts/default/5773207535052615481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophiecantdance.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-you-technology.html' title='To you technology'/><author><name>Puteri Afiqah Ramli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13650627922126733225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/S00rsPRVcpI/AAAAAAAAAoI/iRo7C9AcNZ8/S220/17560_100314859999083_100000617075379_5744_2095016_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCXfaNc0Seo/SysVCv5WxmI/AAAAAAAAAiM/HCjWNmXuC4Y/s72-c/DSC00007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738866224855245285.post-1449455074158534121</id><published>2009-12-17T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T01:47:33.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good girl gone bad</title><content type='html'>Today is a good day. Thank you pretty baby (!). He made me flowers using red papers with sweet words on them. He also wrote small notes and put them inside a bottle. It was the sweetest thing. I swear to God, if I'm alone I'd cry reading it. That's the cutest thing about Ridzuan Ahmad. The man with full of surprises. I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We usually exchange gifts; at least exchange the things we own or owned so we won't much each other very much. Its not helping though, I still miss him. Do you miss me? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a few things from him. I'm going to post pictures later. For now, please excuse me. 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