<?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-2044016596469346078</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:37:41.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teyhaahaahaa</title><subtitle type='html'>no noise no distractions.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nurul Fatiha Mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17426281647636305670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aRBussLtZk/TdDeSlzlZ6I/AAAAAAAAAz4/KOzD8oK0rng/s220/231104_1701452021774_1402158215_31440090_7406827_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044016596469346078.post-7167840466174300353</id><published>2012-02-15T18:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T18:17:14.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of my hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when you hit the ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll be sorry that I'm not around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044016596469346078-7167840466174300353?l=chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/feeds/7167840466174300353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044016596469346078&amp;postID=7167840466174300353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/7167840466174300353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/7167840466174300353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/2012/02/fall-out-of-my-hands-out-of-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurul Fatiha Mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17426281647636305670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aRBussLtZk/TdDeSlzlZ6I/AAAAAAAAAz4/KOzD8oK0rng/s220/231104_1701452021774_1402158215_31440090_7406827_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044016596469346078.post-5838416702194415910</id><published>2012-02-13T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T21:28:48.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6hzrDeceEKc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sedih ngat aihh dengaq lagu ni. Dah la, nak pergi dengar lagu tamil dance. Happy sikit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/2044016596469346078-5838416702194415910?l=chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/feeds/5838416702194415910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044016596469346078&amp;postID=5838416702194415910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/5838416702194415910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/5838416702194415910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/2012/02/sedih-ngat-aihh-dengaq-lagu-ni.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurul Fatiha Mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17426281647636305670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aRBussLtZk/TdDeSlzlZ6I/AAAAAAAAAz4/KOzD8oK0rng/s220/231104_1701452021774_1402158215_31440090_7406827_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6hzrDeceEKc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044016596469346078.post-8735928720736201166</id><published>2012-02-12T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T23:12:59.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S0cdX1YrsUI/TzfVKLKvw_I/AAAAAAAAA34/dqJ-JX6NfMQ/s1600/Picture0017-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S0cdX1YrsUI/TzfVKLKvw_I/AAAAAAAAA34/dqJ-JX6NfMQ/s320/Picture0017-tile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708265423488664562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GtoC1MnhSiM/TzfUjX-dswI/AAAAAAAAA3s/4N1QqvEKIZI/s1600/Picture0010-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GtoC1MnhSiM/TzfUjX-dswI/AAAAAAAAA3s/4N1QqvEKIZI/s320/Picture0010-tile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708264756911911682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044016596469346078-8735928720736201166?l=chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/feeds/8735928720736201166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044016596469346078&amp;postID=8735928720736201166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/8735928720736201166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/8735928720736201166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurul Fatiha Mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17426281647636305670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aRBussLtZk/TdDeSlzlZ6I/AAAAAAAAAz4/KOzD8oK0rng/s220/231104_1701452021774_1402158215_31440090_7406827_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S0cdX1YrsUI/TzfVKLKvw_I/AAAAAAAAA34/dqJ-JX6NfMQ/s72-c/Picture0017-tile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044016596469346078.post-787858980233428259</id><published>2012-02-11T18:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T19:24:01.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="450" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8gyLR4NfMiI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Busta Rhymes is freaking sick. Hahahahahaha.&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/2044016596469346078-787858980233428259?l=chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/feeds/787858980233428259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044016596469346078&amp;postID=787858980233428259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/787858980233428259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/787858980233428259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/2012/02/busta-rhymes-is-freaking-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurul Fatiha Mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17426281647636305670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aRBussLtZk/TdDeSlzlZ6I/AAAAAAAAAz4/KOzD8oK0rng/s220/231104_1701452021774_1402158215_31440090_7406827_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8gyLR4NfMiI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044016596469346078.post-8630041786057621838</id><published>2012-02-10T18:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T18:30:30.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mesej semalam, sampai bila-bila takkan dapat lupa. Memang sakit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044016596469346078-8630041786057621838?l=chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/feeds/8630041786057621838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044016596469346078&amp;postID=8630041786057621838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/8630041786057621838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/8630041786057621838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/2012/02/mesej-semalam-sampai-bila-bila-takkan.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurul Fatiha Mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17426281647636305670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aRBussLtZk/TdDeSlzlZ6I/AAAAAAAAAz4/KOzD8oK0rng/s220/231104_1701452021774_1402158215_31440090_7406827_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044016596469346078.post-4428843566518352756</id><published>2012-02-10T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T01:07:04.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pycO-1p9qc/TzP9GP_4L6I/AAAAAAAAA3g/XYYf2sdeqws/s1600/Modern-Teen-Girls-Bedroom-Design-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pycO-1p9qc/TzP9GP_4L6I/AAAAAAAAA3g/XYYf2sdeqws/s320/Modern-Teen-Girls-Bedroom-Design-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707183436624048034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cantiknyaaaa. I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044016596469346078-4428843566518352756?l=chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/feeds/4428843566518352756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044016596469346078&amp;postID=4428843566518352756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/4428843566518352756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/4428843566518352756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/2012/02/cantiknyaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurul Fatiha Mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17426281647636305670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aRBussLtZk/TdDeSlzlZ6I/AAAAAAAAAz4/KOzD8oK0rng/s220/231104_1701452021774_1402158215_31440090_7406827_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pycO-1p9qc/TzP9GP_4L6I/AAAAAAAAA3g/XYYf2sdeqws/s72-c/Modern-Teen-Girls-Bedroom-Design-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044016596469346078.post-2713620666996637154</id><published>2012-02-08T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T21:52:37.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amboi Dang Suria, hang ingat hang cantik sangat ka nak mengata orang tak hensem tak boleh jadi pengacara. Kuang ajaq sangat aih. Dahlah bibir botox, geli gila wehhhhhhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044016596469346078-2713620666996637154?l=chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/feeds/2713620666996637154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044016596469346078&amp;postID=2713620666996637154' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/2713620666996637154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/2713620666996637154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/2012/02/amboi-dang-suria-hang-ingat-hang-cantik.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurul Fatiha Mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17426281647636305670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aRBussLtZk/TdDeSlzlZ6I/AAAAAAAAAz4/KOzD8oK0rng/s220/231104_1701452021774_1402158215_31440090_7406827_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044016596469346078.post-622812218263936033</id><published>2012-02-08T14:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T15:48:05.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cats are getting thinner. Pity them, maybe because they're sick of listening to my problems by now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sick of exercising like a bastard.  My thighs are not shrinking at all, but the other part of my body did, guess which one, yes, my fucking buttocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have limited choices in choosing what field to continue for my degree, and why is that, oh i forgot, i chose diploma in culinary arts over pure science in matriculation. What was I thinking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044016596469346078-622812218263936033?l=chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/feeds/622812218263936033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044016596469346078&amp;postID=622812218263936033' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/622812218263936033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/622812218263936033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-cats-are-getting-thinner.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurul Fatiha Mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17426281647636305670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aRBussLtZk/TdDeSlzlZ6I/AAAAAAAAAz4/KOzD8oK0rng/s220/231104_1701452021774_1402158215_31440090_7406827_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044016596469346078.post-7082132799108857193</id><published>2012-02-04T13:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T15:41:36.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have small arms, 26 inch waist, flat chest and flat buttocks, but my thighs are awkwardly huge. I weigh 41 kg, my height is 153 cm and my BMI is 17 which is slightly underweight. It's just doesn't make sense. How on earth I become underweight but my thighs are like the size of a ripe jack fruit. It's like all the foods that I eat run down to my thighs without even passing my stomach and the fat just sit there and multiplying in amount, it is ridiculously annoying. So, I'm working out on my thighs now, been 5 days starting from last Monday. I couldn't see much of a difference right now, but hoping to see it in 3weeks. Can't wait to have legs like chopsticks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, my thighs are like this, but this one looks normal, mine is like a smaller size of upper body and thighs are exactly like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PZ9Fowt4S2U/TyzQKKLA7GI/AAAAAAAAA3I/_kKNNQMRkaY/s1600/1515490_look71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PZ9Fowt4S2U/TyzQKKLA7GI/AAAAAAAAA3I/_kKNNQMRkaY/s320/1515490_look71.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705163700919397474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my target is this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tD5SeFvBJjY/TyzQwywhQ4I/AAAAAAAAA3U/jhc26jbk8ZE/s1600/694440_IMG_1849b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tD5SeFvBJjY/TyzQwywhQ4I/AAAAAAAAA3U/jhc26jbk8ZE/s320/694440_IMG_1849b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705164364649153410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me luck. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my last post, I mentioned I was proud and stuffs that my friends actually have something to be occupied with, and guess what, now, I am too. Wahaha. Happiness overwhelming. Hihi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&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/2044016596469346078-7082132799108857193?l=chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/feeds/7082132799108857193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044016596469346078&amp;postID=7082132799108857193' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/7082132799108857193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/7082132799108857193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/2012/02/im-working-out-on-my-thighs-now-been-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurul Fatiha Mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17426281647636305670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aRBussLtZk/TdDeSlzlZ6I/AAAAAAAAAz4/KOzD8oK0rng/s220/231104_1701452021774_1402158215_31440090_7406827_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PZ9Fowt4S2U/TyzQKKLA7GI/AAAAAAAAA3I/_kKNNQMRkaY/s72-c/1515490_look71.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044016596469346078.post-1627721396797859651</id><published>2012-01-10T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T00:30:11.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a while since I last wrote. Been trying to write something here actually before,but I ended up pressing the backspace button over and over again, but now I decided to write because i is so bored omaigad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing most of my friends have something to do with their life now, I mean something decent, something to be proud of, something that won't make themselves feel humiliated if someone is to be asking what is going on with their life now, well, all I could say is I'm happy for them. Apart from being what I am now, I actually could have been better. I always have problems deciding which one is better especially when it comes to dealing with so many options,  and I usually pick the ones that I' ll regret later, then I'll be sitting alone like a dog, talking to myself, thinking of I should have choose the other way around. I don't know why but sometimes I feel like I have some kind of disorder which the persons suffering from it behave like they have an imaginary friend or something, continuously having monologue conversations. Pathetic. Next time, if I have an opportunity to do something, I promise will work my ass off for that one :') Well, pretty much short for a bored person hihi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044016596469346078-1627721396797859651?l=chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/feeds/1627721396797859651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044016596469346078&amp;postID=1627721396797859651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/1627721396797859651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/1627721396797859651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello.html' title='Hello,,'/><author><name>Nurul Fatiha Mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17426281647636305670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aRBussLtZk/TdDeSlzlZ6I/AAAAAAAAAz4/KOzD8oK0rng/s220/231104_1701452021774_1402158215_31440090_7406827_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044016596469346078.post-3780851860304718183</id><published>2011-08-25T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T02:14:51.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Langkah-langkah untuk menjadi cucu yang disayangi dan diagungi oleh neneknya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Bangun awal pagi, seawal jam 6.30 pagi. Jangan amalkan bangun lambat kerana anda mungkin akan dipandang serong oleh nenek anda. Tahu tidur sahaja seperti beruang kutub yang gemuk dan tahu makan sahaja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tolong memasak di dapur, kalau tak masak pun, tolong tengok dan sembang-sembang. Tanya masak apa tu, buat-buat macam berminat walaupun sebenarnya anda tak berminat langsung. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sapu rumah hari-hari, sapu dengan hati yang ikhlas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Basuh kain, pastikan anda menggunakan seminimum air yang boleh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Menawarkan diri untuk membasuh semua pinggan mangkuk yang kotor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sapu daun-daun kering yang jatuh di halaman rumah nenek anda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Kalau ada kenduri, jangan sekali-kali duduk di ruang tamu, anda harus berada di dapur sehingga kerja-kerja memasak habis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lipat kain, jangan biar kain bertimbun di atas kusyen rumah nenek anda, jangan buat begitu sama sekali jika anda tidak mahu dibenci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Setiap kali ada orang tua yang datang di rumah nenek anda, hulurkan tangan anda untuk bersalam dengan mereka, dan lagi bagus jika anda bersembang-sembang dengan mereka. Dengan cara ini, anda akan menjadi popular di kalangan orang-orang tua, dan siapa tahu, anda akan menjadi calon menantu rebutan di kalangan mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lap mana-mana permukaan meja atau apa sahaja yang anda nampak kotor, jangan biarkan perabot di rumah nenek anda diselubungi sawang labah-labah dan habuk yang degil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jangan sekali-kali menggunakan bilik air terlalu lama, ini akan menyebabkan nenek anda pening kepala untuk membayar bil air untuk bulan tersebut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jika anda teingin untuk makan atau masak sesuatu, anda perlu memberitahu nenek anda akan keinginan anda itu, supaya nenek anda boleh membeli bahan-bahan yang diperlukan untuk masakan tersebut. Jangan sekali-kali pendamlan hasrat anda untuk sesuatu yang anda inginkan, nanti ditakuti nenek anda fikir anda mengadu kepada ibu bapa anda bahawa tidak ada makanan sedap yang ada di rumahnya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anda harus sentiasa bersopan santun dan bercakap lemah lembut supaya anda tidak delabel sebagai anak kurang ajar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Sekiranya anda mempraktikkan langkah-langkah di atas, saya jamin, anda akan menjadi cucu kesayangan nenek anda dan akan sentiasa menjadi topic perbualan nenek anda dan kawan-kawannya. Jika langkah-langkah yang saya bagi ini tidak memberi apa-apa kesan kepada nenek anda dan anda sendiri, anda masih lagi dibelenggu oleh hujah-hujah yang langsung tidak munasabah di belakang tabir, besar kemungkinan, anda memang kurang digemari oleh nenek anda. Tapi tidak mengapa, hidup perlu diteruskan. Mungkin nenek anda akan bertukar persepsinya terhadap anda jika anda memberinya sebuah rumah banglo ataupun kereta mewah. Mungkin juga. Semoga berjaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044016596469346078-3780851860304718183?l=chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/feeds/3780851860304718183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044016596469346078&amp;postID=3780851860304718183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/3780851860304718183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/3780851860304718183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/2011/08/10-august-2011-langkah-langkah-untuk.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurul Fatiha Mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17426281647636305670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aRBussLtZk/TdDeSlzlZ6I/AAAAAAAAAz4/KOzD8oK0rng/s220/231104_1701452021774_1402158215_31440090_7406827_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044016596469346078.post-183465804897487319</id><published>2011-08-24T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T00:16:05.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;Breaking up makes you feel committing suicide is the best solution you can opt for. Constant failures in exams and drastic changes in grades? Making excuses like you cannot focus in class and you have no longer interested in having good grades because you are just too overwhelmed by all the memories and moments you had with him. Well let me just say you are just plain stupid. Something messed up in your head, you are downright disgusting. Get a life lah.&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/2044016596469346078-183465804897487319?l=chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/feeds/183465804897487319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044016596469346078&amp;postID=183465804897487319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/183465804897487319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/183465804897487319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/2011/08/breaking-up-makes-you-feel-committing.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurul Fatiha Mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17426281647636305670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aRBussLtZk/TdDeSlzlZ6I/AAAAAAAAAz4/KOzD8oK0rng/s220/231104_1701452021774_1402158215_31440090_7406827_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044016596469346078.post-3568187125146916759</id><published>2011-08-23T02:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T16:20:40.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#333333; background:white"&gt;I'm staying with my grandmother now. We moved out of our house, my dad got a job in Penang while my mom works far away from home, so the last thing they decide was my youngest sister will be staying with my aunt who lives nearby, while me and my brother live with my grandmother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#333333;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#333333;background:white"&gt;I don’t really like the latter idea, because of some reasons, it’s not like I hate my grandmother, and hate really is a strong word. Back then, when I was still in school, I used to live with her, occasionally. I admit that I was kind of lazy, you know, girl is not supposedly reluctant to do daily chores in house and just sit there doing nothing but watching tv until your butt cracked so badly when you try to get up after 10 hours of sitting, especially if you live with your grandparents, because they talk, and talk, endlessly, and that is not good, AT ALL. So, yeah, after sometimes, I sort of used to it, it here means the back talking or whatever you call it, ok so I used to it, plus I don’t mind it either because I deserve all the ‘compliments’, back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#333333;background:white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#333333;background:white"&gt;Now, that I’m 21 years old, I’m all grown up, I can proudly say that I can clean up, tidy up, all those things. What I’m trying to say is that, even if I clean, I sweep the floor, I wash the dishes, I mow the lawn, I wash my clothes frequently, EVERYTHING, she still talksssssssss. What makes me even sad is that she referred me as ‘perempuan’ when she talks about me with another kid who’s living in this house. I personally think ‘perempuan’ is slightly harsh especially when you’re referring to your granddaughter, it’s not like I don’t have a name or something. There’s always something’s wrong with what I did, and why the hell is that? What the fuck is wrong with her? I never raise my voice towards her, never, neither did I left all my clothes piling up and asked her to wash all of them manually. People say ignorance is a bliss, but can you even stand it if one keep talking about you in another language which she thinks you cannot understand a word even if you did nothing wrong, but then, acting like an angel in front of you to cover it up. I know that sometimes, older people tend to whine a lot, this is not good, that is not good, all bullshits, but can’t they even glance at the better side of us. Can somebody give me a logic explanation upon this matter? I have no intentions on being rude, but this is really making me cursing continuously like a fucking bastard,,, I can assume some of you might think that I'm slightly exaggerating, well, maybe I am. There's nothing much I can do here, plus, I'm unemployed for the rest of this holiday, that just make me feel even more depressed. Maybe, I take things seriously when it's supposed to be a joke, or maybe an advice. I can't wait to finish studies, get a proper job, a fixed monthly salary, a driver's license with my name on it, a car, and most importantly, being able to share some of my earnings with my parents and making them proud of having me as their daughter. I'm sick of being a loser for the rest of my life, I just hope for a better future to live for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044016596469346078-3568187125146916759?l=chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/feeds/3568187125146916759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044016596469346078&amp;postID=3568187125146916759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/3568187125146916759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/3568187125146916759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-staying-with-my-grandmother-now_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurul Fatiha Mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17426281647636305670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aRBussLtZk/TdDeSlzlZ6I/AAAAAAAAAz4/KOzD8oK0rng/s220/231104_1701452021774_1402158215_31440090_7406827_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044016596469346078.post-614429998064704425</id><published>2011-08-22T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T22:03:13.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Aku suka tengok perempuan pakai maxi skirt lepas tu dengan tali pinggang halus halus, lepas tu blaus longgar. Aku suka tengok perempuan pakai winged eyeliner. Aku suka tengok perempuan pakai kemeja dengan t-shirt, lepas tu ikat kemeja tu. Aku suka tengok perempuan pakai tapered pants dengan tucked in shirt. Aku suka tengok perempuan pakai pashmina longgar longgar. Aku suka tengok perempuan yang free hair. Aku suka tengok perempuan kurus dan paha kecil. Aku suka tengok perempuan tetek besar hahahaha. Aku suka tengok perempuan pakai kebaya. Aku suka tengok perempuan pakai jam. Aku suka tengok perempuan pakai nail colour warna warni. Aku suka tengok perempuan pakai braces. Aku suka tengok perempuan pakai tudung labuh. Aku suka tengok perempuan pandai main piano. Aku suka. Aku suka.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Aku tak suka tengok perempuan pakai multi-coloured inner yang berlapis lapis yang bersilang. Aku tak suka tengok perempuan pakai tudung tapi pakai legging. Aku tak suka tengok perempuan pakai multi-coloured eyeshadow. Aku tak suka tengok perempuan taip mesej guna perkataan eww eww. Aku tak suka tengok perempuan pakai&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;blusher macam clown. Aku tak suka tengok perempuan&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;gemuk tapi pakai baju ketat ketat macam nangka busuk. Aku tak suka. Aku tak suka. Hahahaha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044016596469346078-614429998064704425?l=chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/feeds/614429998064704425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044016596469346078&amp;postID=614429998064704425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/614429998064704425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/614429998064704425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/2011/08/aku-suka-tengok-perempuan-pakai-maxi.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurul Fatiha Mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17426281647636305670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aRBussLtZk/TdDeSlzlZ6I/AAAAAAAAAz4/KOzD8oK0rng/s220/231104_1701452021774_1402158215_31440090_7406827_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044016596469346078.post-441875426059503093</id><published>2011-08-22T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T00:06:57.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Sekarang aku tengah sibuk membuat senaman di rumah untuk mengecilkan paha dan betis. Masuk hari ni, dah 3 hari aku bersenam, senaman tu agak intense dan membuatkan aku sakit seluruh badan selepas 3 hari mengamalkannya. Aku harap melalui senaman ini, harapan aku selama ini untuk mempunyai paha yang berdiameter kecil dan langsing akan termakbul dan aku boleh mengenakan apa sahaja jenis seluar yang aku idamkan tanpa risau selulit dan lebihan lemak akan kelihatan. Hahaha. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2044016596469346078-441875426059503093?l=chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/feeds/441875426059503093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2044016596469346078&amp;postID=441875426059503093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/441875426059503093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2044016596469346078/posts/default/441875426059503093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatepeppermint.blogspot.com/2011/08/sekarang-aku-tengah-sibuk-membuat.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurul Fatiha Mazlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17426281647636305670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2aRBussLtZk/TdDeSlzlZ6I/AAAAAAAAAz4/KOzD8oK0rng/s220/231104_1701452021774_1402158215_31440090_7406827_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
