tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82028779558123667672011-07-09T00:21:41.661+08:00Fatin Farhanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01021230557958184735noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8202877955812366767.post-82046204119964537342009-09-27T12:26:00.000+08:002009-09-27T12:27:06.769+08:00HAHAHAHAHA! i sound corny down there. i have moved to www.tinnn.wordpress.com<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8202877955812366767-8204620411996453734?l=fuachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fatin Farhanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01021230557958184735noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8202877955812366767.post-5666889441334856312009-09-26T15:59:00.004+08:002009-09-26T16:32:25.300+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">HEHEHEHEHE!<br /></span></div><br /><br />i don't what is the definition of me now. i smiled along the way home and yeaaa... i thought of something. something that could make things worst but who cares. i was just thinking not that i wanted to do it. i have my decision though in mind but i can't tell. I.. I... I.. never felt this way.... i mean, i could not tell that i am in love. lets just think this way.. i am just falling for something that is beautiful. really beautiful.. i smiled all night. wait, no.. until now. i still smile.. and my heart beats happily. i want yesterday to be repeated. every time there's a message from mail popped out, i am so nervous and got butterflies in my tummy. i wonder if it was the message that i expected. if it wasn't, i got upset. shizzz, can't believe im in this situation.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8202877955812366767-566688944133485631?l=fuachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fatin Farhanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01021230557958184735noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8202877955812366767.post-4185617898636297122009-09-19T00:20:00.003+08:002009-09-19T00:26:20.327+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6Y2RL5JP6g/SrO0grqGMOI/AAAAAAAAADg/bpUTVbV_cRI/s1600-h/Polarlicht_2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6Y2RL5JP6g/SrO0grqGMOI/AAAAAAAAADg/bpUTVbV_cRI/s320/Polarlicht_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382844453205979362" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">bring me here love. lets live our life here.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8202877955812366767-418561789863629712?l=fuachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fatin Farhanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01021230557958184735noreply@blogger.com0