<?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-7220659856756723219</id><updated>2011-05-04T01:03:15.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life And Me :)</title><subtitle type='html'>Just READ ! HAHA !
if u dont read it, I WILL KILL YOU ALL!!!! muahahaha</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatinbella.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220659856756723219/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatinbella.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fatin bella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631117584268027396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51wipQZVOnA/TbJOnp07clI/AAAAAAAAABU/abW8Ssd2UhU/s220/DSC06562.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220659856756723219.post-4659370776761091451</id><published>2011-04-24T23:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T23:18:54.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the one that go away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Summer after high school when we first met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;We'd make out in your Mustang to Radiohead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;And on my 18th birthday we got matching tattoos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Used to steal your parents liquor and climb to the roof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Talk about our future like we had a clue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Never planned that one day I'd be losing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;In another life, I would be your girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;We'd keep all our promises, be us against the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;In another life, I would make you stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;So I don't have to say you were the one that got away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The one that got away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I was June and you were my Johnny Cash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Never one without the other, we made a pact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Sometimes when I miss you I put those records on whoao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Someone said you had your tattoo removed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Saw you downtown, singing the blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;It's time to face the music I'm no longer your muse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;In another life, I would be your girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;We'd keep all our promises, be us against the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;In another life, I would make you stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;So I don't have to say you were the one that got away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The one that got away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The oooooooo-one (x3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The one that got away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;All this money cant buy me a time machine, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Can't replace you with a million rings, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I should have told you what you meant to me, whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Cause now I pay the price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;In another life, I would be your girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;We'd keep all our promises, be us against the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;In another life, I would make you stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;So I don't have to say you were the one that got away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The one that got away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The oooooooo-one (the one) (x3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The one musicjuzz.blogspot.com that got away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;In another life, I would make you stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;So I don't have to say you were the one that got away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The one that got away&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/7220659856756723219-4659370776761091451?l=fatinbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatinbella.blogspot.com/feeds/4659370776761091451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fatinbella.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-that-go-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220659856756723219/posts/default/4659370776761091451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220659856756723219/posts/default/4659370776761091451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatinbella.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-that-go-away.html' title='the one that go away'/><author><name>fatin bella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631117584268027396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51wipQZVOnA/TbJOnp07clI/AAAAAAAAABU/abW8Ssd2UhU/s220/DSC06562.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220659856756723219.post-6458680618641027589</id><published>2011-04-22T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T21:33:46.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;its all starts in 2007. i move to this school called SK. ST.MARY . that time i was standard 4. i was lonely coz its my first day of school. it is so sad that i have to leave my old school witch is in Australia. when i first meet this girl her name is Dila and Irdina. she is a wonder full friend. but that time she is mean. In 2008 i was standard 5, i meet another friend called Dina. she is friendly to me. but we always fights, i don't know why. 2009 i was standard 6, UPSR!!!! i found another friends!!! &amp;nbsp;they are called Farah, aneesa, syamim, leen, and more!!!! 2010 form 1 in a new &amp;nbsp;school called SMK.ST.MARY, we all separated a Little bit. we all have our own life. it was sad but somehow we were together again. 2011 form 2, life is getting complicated. i always want to hangout with them, but every time my plan didn't work. some of them says that their mothers don't let them go out, some of them say tired... its just so hard. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220659856756723219-6458680618641027589?l=fatinbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatinbella.blogspot.com/feeds/6458680618641027589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fatinbella.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-best-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220659856756723219/posts/default/6458680618641027589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220659856756723219/posts/default/6458680618641027589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatinbella.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-best-friends.html' title='My Best Friends'/><author><name>fatin bella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631117584268027396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51wipQZVOnA/TbJOnp07clI/AAAAAAAAABU/abW8Ssd2UhU/s220/DSC06562.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220659856756723219.post-5363372543158421819</id><published>2011-04-22T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T20:36:52.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;he is cute + charming!!! he is 15 years old. when i first saw him my heart was beating very fast. he is like a angle 2 me. he is smart and talented guy. when every time he text me, he always says DARLING!!! how are you, do you fill OK today? i always reply to him no matter what. if I'm sick, he always cheer me up. if I'm not happy, he always make me happy every time. i always postpone our date coz mum don't let me go out, i fell sorry for him. but he always understand me. i love him so much!!!! i cant leave with out him no matter what happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!! &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&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/7220659856756723219-5363372543158421819?l=fatinbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatinbella.blogspot.com/feeds/5363372543158421819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fatinbella.blogspot.com/2011/04/he-is-cute-charming-he-is-15-years-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220659856756723219/posts/default/5363372543158421819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220659856756723219/posts/default/5363372543158421819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatinbella.blogspot.com/2011/04/he-is-cute-charming-he-is-15-years-old.html' title='THE BOY'/><author><name>fatin bella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01631117584268027396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51wipQZVOnA/TbJOnp07clI/AAAAAAAAABU/abW8Ssd2UhU/s220/DSC06562.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220659856756723219.post-6899872305838189602</id><published>2011-04-22T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T00:34:33.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[Dance Cover/HD/1080p] Black Queen (블랙퀸) - K.Pop Girl Group (Mix Music)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/m4mobJF_V3E?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220659856756723219-6899872305838189602?l=fatinbella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatinbella.blogspot.com/feeds/6899872305838189602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fatinbella.blogspot.com/2011/04/dance-coverhd1080p-black-queen-kpop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220659856756723219/posts/default/6899872305838189602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220659856756723219/posts/default/6899872305838189602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatinbella.blogspot.com/2011/04/dance-coverhd1080p-black-queen-kpop.html' title='[Dance Cover/HD/1080p] Black Queen (블랙퀸) - 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