<?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-8489663410936928515</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:07:33.456-08:00</updated><category term='achievement'/><category term='separation'/><category term='working experience'/><category term='tragedy'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='love'/><category term='under pressure'/><title type='text'>f y a ' s j o u r n e y o f l i f e</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-7341634681780202021</id><published>2009-01-20T03:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T03:18:08.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my hubby is not feeling well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish dat i m right there to take care of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz like d way he did to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u so much syg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahx...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-7341634681780202021?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7341634681780202021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=7341634681780202021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/7341634681780202021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/7341634681780202021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-hubby-is-not-feeling-well-wish-dat-i.html' title=''/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-1523065544667872203</id><published>2009-01-17T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T17:41:24.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;on the 17th jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all juz happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words juz came out from his mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words that has torn apart my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why it all happened all of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is he the same person that i knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if i were a stranger to him now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do we still have things in common in order for us to be together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m not sure of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let Allah choose the path for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~end~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-1523065544667872203?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1523065544667872203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=1523065544667872203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/1523065544667872203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/1523065544667872203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-17th-jan-it-all-juz-happened-words.html' title=''/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-6114783430619772637</id><published>2009-01-03T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T07:28:43.911-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><title type='text'>a new desire...</title><content type='html'>it has been a while since i post my side of story&lt;br /&gt;for the last year&lt;br /&gt;there has been ups and downs for me&lt;br /&gt;some of it is related to my love life story&lt;br /&gt;but some of it are basically related to my personal life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what ever happened in the previous year&lt;br /&gt;i would not bear it in my mind&lt;br /&gt;i wanna start a new life&lt;br /&gt;open up a book&lt;br /&gt;what ever that i might be facing later&lt;br /&gt;i'll face it without any doubt or hesitation&lt;br /&gt;i need to change&lt;br /&gt;2 a better person&lt;br /&gt;independent woman&lt;br /&gt;full of courage and confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore...&lt;br /&gt;may all the good things just stay near by my side&lt;br /&gt;and the bad things will go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~end~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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desire...'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-8092644505992756945</id><published>2008-10-30T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T11:40:04.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>miss my boo boo</title><content type='html'>he went back to his place&lt;br /&gt;it's only a day past by where he is not right beside me&lt;br /&gt;i've already missed him&lt;br /&gt;how am i going to get over this feeling&lt;br /&gt;only god knows it&lt;br /&gt;hope thathe'll be back soon&lt;br /&gt;miss u&lt;br /&gt;-Azzat-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-8092644505992756945?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8092644505992756945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=8092644505992756945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/8092644505992756945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/8092644505992756945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/2008/10/miss-my-boo-boo.html' title='miss my boo boo'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-2787409146774913343</id><published>2008-10-30T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T11:27:49.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's actually wrong with him?</title><content type='html'>i can't understand what the heck is wrong with this guy&lt;br /&gt;he told me that he had a problem back then&lt;br /&gt;when i asked him what's wrong&lt;br /&gt;he just kept quiet and say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;later then, he blame me for not being concern and caring enough towards him&lt;br /&gt;why are guys act like this?&lt;br /&gt;he put the blame on me&lt;br /&gt;by not being there with him to support him&lt;br /&gt;i just coudn't understand why&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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him?'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-1493743074378678053</id><published>2008-10-09T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T09:12:54.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's wrong with her?</title><content type='html'>i don't know what i feel right now&lt;br /&gt;everything seems not right&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if i wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know why&lt;br /&gt;something is missing inside of me&lt;br /&gt;everything that i did will end up wrong&lt;br /&gt;people see a girl that is always happy and does not seem to have any problem in her life&lt;br /&gt;that is what they see&lt;br /&gt;but inside of the girl&lt;br /&gt;no one really knows&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with her&lt;br /&gt;what does she wants&lt;br /&gt;why isn't she happy&lt;br /&gt;that a question that no one will ever know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-1493743074378678053?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1493743074378678053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=1493743074378678053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/1493743074378678053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/1493743074378678053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/2008/10/whats-wrong-with-her.html' title='what&apos;s wrong with her?'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-3364631810096772280</id><published>2008-07-29T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T18:24:08.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a while since i last posted any of my stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of bz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a dilemma right now on deciding what's the best for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i get myself involved into another responsibilities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or should i not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends &amp;amp; family advised me not to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe they are right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i'm still thinking of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's still the best for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-3364631810096772280?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3364631810096772280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=3364631810096772280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/3364631810096772280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/3364631810096772280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-been-while-since-i-last-posted-any.html' title=''/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-5328391696270146530</id><published>2008-06-20T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:55:50.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flu............</title><content type='html'>not feeling very well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having pretty bad damn flu here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish that my hubby is right here with me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to take care of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~end~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-5328391696270146530?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5328391696270146530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=5328391696270146530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/5328391696270146530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/5328391696270146530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/2008/06/flu.html' title='flu............'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-5743065597553273889</id><published>2008-06-12T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T23:00:02.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another arguement</title><content type='html'>yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i had another fight with my dad&lt;br /&gt;i just can't figure out why my own father keep picking out on me&lt;br /&gt;i'm his own daughter&lt;br /&gt;could he just stop it&lt;br /&gt;and be nice to me&lt;br /&gt;all i'm asking is for some love from a father to his daughter&lt;br /&gt;is that so hard for him to understand?&lt;br /&gt;well then, i've left nothing much to say then if he still acting out that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~end~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-5743065597553273889?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5743065597553273889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=5743065597553273889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/5743065597553273889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/5743065597553273889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-arguement.html' title='another arguement'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-7156828862552868975</id><published>2008-06-06T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T22:45:27.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='achievement'/><title type='text'>the result has come out!!</title><content type='html'>i was so anxious and damn nervous thinking of the result that i might get for my first semester.&lt;br /&gt;i could not wait for the day to come.&lt;br /&gt;the result was supposed to come out on the 9th of June 2008.&lt;br /&gt;however, one of my closest friend and also my beloved sis, Listiari, gave me a call and asked me whether i have checked the results.&lt;br /&gt;i was very suprised when i heard the news!&lt;br /&gt;i asked her what did she get and she told me she received a Dean's List.&lt;br /&gt;i rushed back to my house and quickly online to check mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without any expectation, my results was totally beyond my expectation!&lt;br /&gt;i also managed to received a Dean's List!&lt;br /&gt;i screamed out with joy&lt;br /&gt;and i knew that both of my parents are proud of me&lt;br /&gt;although this only my first semester, but i am sure that i still can score well in this coming semester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~end~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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out!!'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-4524653179575107821</id><published>2008-06-03T20:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:08:11.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tragedy'/><title type='text'>terrible.....</title><content type='html'>on the 3rd of June, a drastic tragedy happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;it is going to be one memorable incident in my life.&lt;br /&gt;while i was working, a guy approached me and he asked my opinion on Nokia 6500 slide phone.&lt;br /&gt;which one would i prefer? the black one or the silver?&lt;br /&gt;then, he said that he wanted to buy the black one.&lt;br /&gt;later, he said that he wanted to register a broadband line and plus modem.&lt;br /&gt;before i went to take the form, he requsted to have a look at Nokia N82 and N95 (b) phone.&lt;br /&gt;i took it out a i went away just for about 10 secs.&lt;br /&gt;and when i'm back, he's still there and i asked him to fill up the form.&lt;br /&gt;but he told me that he had to look for his daughter to take her ID card.&lt;br /&gt;few minutes later, i realizad that both of the phone had gone missing&lt;br /&gt;i asked my colleague whether they have any idea where it is&lt;br /&gt;i thought i had misplaced it, but finally i remember what actually happened&lt;br /&gt;i went to search for that old man but he's nowhere to be seen&lt;br /&gt;guess that i'd been cheated.&lt;br /&gt;it cost about RM4298&lt;br /&gt;then, i went to the police station to lodge a police report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom suspected that maybe i was sort of hypnotized by that person because i was like dreaming when it happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that i could be able to sort this matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, please protect me and give me blessings to get through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~end~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-4524653179575107821?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4524653179575107821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=4524653179575107821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/4524653179575107821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/4524653179575107821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/2008/06/terrible.html' title='terrible.....'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-4964914995518838355</id><published>2008-06-02T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T11:37:13.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wish he was still here right beside me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SEQ9BccfuvI/AAAAAAAAAAY/nL4N9dIbWt8/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207354164172012274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SEQ9BccfuvI/AAAAAAAAAAY/nL4N9dIbWt8/s320/DSC00033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is my ginger breadman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss him so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish that he did not have to go back to his place in KL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wish that he would spent most of his time right here with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was there with me whenever i needed him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dedicated to............................AZZAT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~end~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-4964914995518838355?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SEQ9BccfuvI/AAAAAAAAAAY/nL4N9dIbWt8/s72-c/DSC00033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-1835669663023628642</id><published>2008-06-01T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T08:36:18.948-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='separation'/><title type='text'>a sad moment in my life</title><content type='html'>today is my last day for me to spent my time with azzat. azzat spent a few nights at my house.&lt;br /&gt;i'd enjoy all the moments with him.&lt;br /&gt;i wish that he don't have to go back to his place.&lt;br /&gt;my mom told me that he look sad when he had to leave my house and say goodbye to my family&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to kiss him but i can't&lt;br /&gt;he hugged me&lt;br /&gt;i wish that the world would just stop at that moment&lt;br /&gt;hope that he would come again to my place this coming weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AZZAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~end~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-1835669663023628642?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1835669663023628642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=1835669663023628642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/1835669663023628642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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was kind of afraid if he knew what i've been doing while i was far away from his side&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;just hope for the best then&lt;br /&gt;hope that everything would be just fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~end~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-8167669756312095440?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8167669756312095440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=8167669756312095440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/8167669756312095440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/8167669756312095440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/2008/05/bla-bla-bla.html' title='bla bla bla'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-4870725296999346654</id><published>2008-05-29T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T00:40:23.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working experience'/><title type='text'>interesting experience</title><content type='html'>Today is the day that are quite exhausting for me.&lt;br /&gt;I had to serve lots of customer the day.&lt;br /&gt;I can see different personalities for all sorts of people.&lt;br /&gt;Some of them are very talkative, friendly, and funny...&lt;br /&gt;But there are also people who are so damn fucking rude!&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not a worker, i would definitely talked back to them.&lt;br /&gt;As if they are so damn fucking good!&lt;br /&gt;and some of them even talk to me in a very unappropriate manner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what else can I say?&lt;br /&gt;I just could keep my mouth shut and cursed them in my heart!&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a very interesting experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~end~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-4870725296999346654?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4870725296999346654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=4870725296999346654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/4870725296999346654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/4870725296999346654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/2008/05/interesting-experience.html' title='interesting experience'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-4939064830058135117</id><published>2008-05-27T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:51:44.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>headache</title><content type='html'>it's already been two days i'm having a damn headache&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i've got nothing much to write about&lt;br /&gt;last night, azzat called me and he told me that he would be coming to my place on this coming friday&lt;br /&gt;i was very suprised and happy at the moment!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the day to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~end~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-4939064830058135117?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-4129015820485233247</id><published>2008-05-26T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T21:31:45.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='under pressure'/><title type='text'>stop hurting me!</title><content type='html'>i couldn't stand it anymore!&lt;br /&gt;i had enough! why is all these bad things keep on coming to me??&lt;br /&gt;i respect him so much but he keep on treating me as if i am a stranger towards him.&lt;br /&gt;am i such a horrible person??&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just feel like i want to put an end to this.&lt;br /&gt;maybe if i did not exist in this world, the world would be so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~end~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-4129015820485233247?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4129015820485233247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=4129015820485233247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/4129015820485233247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/4129015820485233247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/2008/05/stop-hurting-me.html' title='stop hurting me!'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-6542257809171535407</id><published>2008-05-25T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T15:24:36.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another disappointment</title><content type='html'>On the 25th of May, Sunday, I was disappointed by another person. My principle in life is that if you promised someone, you must fulfill it. It turns out that the guy did not turn out to be that way. However, I was able to accept his excuse on why he did not manage to keep his promise to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Yesterday, I had my lunch time with my friend, Ah Yern. She's a nice girl, but on the other hand, she always do some stupid stuffs. While I was in the lift with her, she suddenly hit the door lift. I was pretty shocked and kind of upset with her action. It just that I'm afraid that one day, if she couldd't control herself, it could lead to suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I finished my work at almost 11 at night. kind of exhausted and sleepy right now. So I guess, this is the end of my story for the day. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-6542257809171535407?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6542257809171535407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=6542257809171535407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/6542257809171535407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/6542257809171535407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-disappointment.html' title='another disappointment'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-4999191620262971226</id><published>2008-05-24T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T11:36:19.616-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><title type='text'>not a very lucky day for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;today, lots of unwanted stuff happened to me. i had a fight with Azzat in the afternoon. i told him that last night to of my friends put up a night at my house. they sleep in my room together with me. nothing happened between us. when i told Azzat about it, he asked me a question. did any of the boys did anythg to me. i replied no. but he said 'Are you sure?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I was so pissed off at that moment when i heard that. What?? Do you think that i am the type of girl who would just simply sleep with other guy? of course not. i felt as my heart was torn apart into pieces. i was disappointed with him. it makes me to start thinking again whether is our relationship is going somewhere or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that he realised about his mistake.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dedicated to azzat.............................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-4999191620262971226?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4999191620262971226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=4999191620262971226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/4999191620262971226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/4999191620262971226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/2008/05/not-very-lucky-day-for-me.html' title='not a very lucky day for me'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-9022872396088220746</id><published>2008-05-23T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T03:50:45.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>complicated problems</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine told me that she's in problem. I told her that I'm not sure whether I would be able to help her out. Here's the story of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a boyfriend right now. However, at the same time she keeps on contacting another guy. She told me that she love her current boyfriend so much but at the same time she just love to be friends with other guys. This other guy *Fendi, actually told her that he has started to fall in love with her. She was kind of suprised but at the same time, she likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, she had befriended with *Fendi's best friend, *Shawn. At first, she just contacted him to asked him about *Fendi. But now, it turned out that this other guy started to get in touch with her more frequently than *Fendi. Recently, she gave him a call and *Shawn actually expressed out his feeling towards her. He told her that he had fallen for her and he's willing to wait for her if things did not work out between her and *Fendi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard her probleems, I don't know how to help her. But I knew deep inside of heart that the guy that she really love is her boyfriend right now, that is *Adam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-9022872396088220746?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/9022872396088220746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=9022872396088220746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/9022872396088220746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/9022872396088220746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/2008/05/complicated-problems.html' title='complicated problems'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-7153908455864300243</id><published>2008-05-20T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T02:29:40.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>miss him so much....</title><content type='html'>it's almost a week since i and him apart&lt;br /&gt;he's in shah alam right now while i'm in Perak.&lt;br /&gt;i wish that he was here with me.&lt;br /&gt;i remember that on the last day we were together, he almost cry because he didn't want me to leave him. but what can i do? i have to. i have to go back to my hometown. to my family.&lt;br /&gt;every night he will give me a call&lt;br /&gt;asking about my condition, did anything happened to me when he's not by my side&lt;br /&gt;i was so touched when i hear what he said&lt;br /&gt;at that moment, i realize that how much he loves me&lt;br /&gt;i could not imagine what would happened to me if he suddenly disappear from my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~end~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-7153908455864300243?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7153908455864300243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=7153908455864300243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/7153908455864300243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/7153908455864300243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/2008/05/miss-him-so-much.html' title='miss him so much....'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8489663410936928515.post-5914339581554218301</id><published>2008-05-12T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T21:34:17.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>few background stories about myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I am just a normal and like any other girls here. In the year of 2008, I would turn to 19 years old this year. For the first time in my life, I had to stay apart from my family because I need to continue my studies in UiTM Malacca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first semester here. during this whole semester, lots if things had happened to me. Positive and not forgetting negative stuffs. At first, I had no one to hold on to. I was scared back then. I wanted to quit, however, my friends stopped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the induction session for all of the Part 1 students, i met someone. He was one of the PM there. He's under the 'Biro Disiplin'. He said he towards me. At that moment, I already had a crush for him. But, I was uncertain then. I'm afraid that he has a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me, he was available at that moment. He asked me for my cell phone number. Without any second thoughts, I immediately gave him my no. This is just the opportunities that I must not let it go. Who know that one day, we could be together once we knew each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for right now. Kind of sleepy and tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8489663410936928515-5914339581554218301?l=fyasjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5914339581554218301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8489663410936928515&amp;postID=5914339581554218301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/5914339581554218301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8489663410936928515/posts/default/5914339581554218301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyasjourney.blogspot.com/2008/05/few-background-stories-about-myself.html' title='few background stories about myself'/><author><name>fya_baby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17445057018516969533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGnv5knaEv0/SV-CTedtz_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BpegDkbmHxg/S220/DSC00067.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
