<?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-7566296146457781819</id><updated>2011-08-01T10:58:45.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ULTRASUSHI♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-2603352612691589415</id><published>2009-06-26T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T17:26:29.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moved :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MOVED TO MY TUMBLR BLOG:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HTTP://PEPPERZEE.TUMBLR.COM/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT USING THIS BLOG ANYMORE&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU WANT ME TO PUT YOUR LINK ON MY BLOG, TELL ME THERE ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-2603352612691589415?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/2603352612691589415/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=2603352612691589415' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/2603352612691589415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/2603352612691589415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2009/06/moved.html' title='moved :)'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-8450763847543844390</id><published>2009-03-17T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:07:13.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 truths</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;sooey tagged me sumthing long again.. omo (-___-;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;001. Real Name: fadhila&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s): dhila, dijae, gigiz, nyet, zee, sapi, shia, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. Age: 15&lt;br /&gt;004. Horoscope: leo  &lt;br /&gt;005. Male or Female: Female&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary: SD Taruna Bakti&lt;br /&gt;007. Middle School: SMP Taruna Bakti&lt;br /&gt;008. High School: SMAN 3 Bandung&lt;br /&gt;009. College School: hopefully The One Academy&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair colour: originally black.. but it turned reddish since i dun give it a good care =p&lt;br /&gt;011. Long or Short: medium&lt;br /&gt;012. Loud or Quiet: 80% loud, 20% quiet when bad mood or sleeping&lt;br /&gt;013. Sweats or Jeans: jeans&lt;br /&gt;014. Phone or Camera: phone&lt;br /&gt;015. Health Freak: hummno&lt;br /&gt;016. Drink or Smoke: neither&lt;br /&gt;017.Do you have a crush on someone: yayaya xD&lt;br /&gt;018. Eat or Drink: both&lt;br /&gt;019. Piercings: used to be ears&lt;br /&gt;020. Tattoos: nah&lt;br /&gt;021. Social or Anti-Social: lalaladunno&lt;br /&gt;022. Righty or lefty: righty&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing: 6? 7?&lt;br /&gt;024. First relationship: 9 xD&lt;br /&gt;025. First Best Friend: who? krisapi mayb?&lt;br /&gt;026. First Award: for *i forgot*, got it when im in playgroup&lt;br /&gt;027. First Kiss: NOTYET&lt;br /&gt;028. First Pet: rabbit, prob?&lt;br /&gt;029. First Big Vacation: big..?&lt;br /&gt;030. First Love at first sight: LOTTA xD but then i forget them fast too&lt;br /&gt;031. First Big Birthday: none big enough..?&lt;br /&gt;032. First Surgery: naah&lt;br /&gt;033. First sport you joined: .. forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This or That&lt;br /&gt;034. Orange or Apple juice: apple&lt;br /&gt;035. Rock or Rap: depends&lt;br /&gt;036. Country or Screamo: Country&lt;br /&gt;037. NSYNC or Backstreet boys: dunno much abt them&lt;br /&gt;038. Britney spears or Christina Aguilera: christina&lt;br /&gt;039. Night or Day: night TO SLEEP yay&lt;br /&gt;040. Sun or Moon: moon&lt;br /&gt;041. TV or Internet: internet rulez!&lt;br /&gt;042. Playstation or xbox: computer.. hehe xD&lt;br /&gt;043. Kiss or hug: both&lt;br /&gt;044. Iguana or turtle: turtle~ hello there, christopher&lt;br /&gt;045. Spider or bee: neitha&lt;br /&gt;046. Fall or spring: both since i havent experienced them yet xD&lt;br /&gt;047. Limewire or iTunes: .. whats that? =p&lt;br /&gt;048. Soccer or baseball: soccer&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Currently&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating: air&lt;br /&gt;050. Drinking: air&lt;br /&gt;051. Excitement level: low&lt;br /&gt;052. I’m about to: do random things&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to: All Angel's Angel..?&lt;br /&gt;054. Plan for today: SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting for: UN to getaway&lt;br /&gt;056. Energy Level: low&lt;br /&gt;057. Thinking of someone: yesh =pp&lt;br /&gt;058. Want kids?: yes, in the future&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to get married?: yes, future&lt;br /&gt;060. When?: 25 mayb. after i get a job&lt;br /&gt;061. How many kids do you want: 2&lt;br /&gt;062. Any name on the mind: oppa~&lt;br /&gt;063. What did you want to be when you were little: painter, manga maker..&lt;br /&gt;064. Careers in mind: animator, illustrator.. still things near drawing&lt;br /&gt;065. Mellow future or wild: NORMAL one&lt;br /&gt;066. Something you would never try: murtad&lt;br /&gt;067. When do you want to die: when i could get into heaven, so now i have to do lotta good things first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Which is the better in the boy/girl you like (in the future)&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or Eyes: eyes&lt;br /&gt;069. Romantic or Funny?: depends on situation&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or Taller?: taller!&lt;br /&gt;071. Protective or Caring?: in between&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous?: as long as i lyk it, it would b fine xDD&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice Stomach or Nice Arms?: nice arms~&lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud?: in between&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or Relationship?: Relationship&lt;br /&gt;076. Trouble Maker or Hesitant?: ..normal?&lt;br /&gt;077. Muscular or normal: 1/2 muscular.. like OHWONBIN! :DD miss him soo AWW T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;078. Kissed a stranger: hell nah&lt;br /&gt;079. Broken a bone: no, thx God&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses or contacts: yea&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran away from home: no, my parents would kill me and never let me go back&lt;br /&gt;082. Held a gun/knife for self defence: nuh&lt;br /&gt;083. Killed somebody: noooooo&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken some one’s heart: mayb..?&lt;br /&gt;085. Had your heart broken: HELLYESH&lt;br /&gt;086. Been arrested: no!&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried when someone died: ..not yet&lt;br /&gt;088. Liked a friend more than a friend: i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you believe in&lt;br /&gt;089. Yourself: yes&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles: yes&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight: nah; they just look at appearance, not heart&lt;br /&gt;092. Heaven: yesh&lt;br /&gt;093. Santa Claus: no&lt;br /&gt;094. Tooth Fairy: nah&lt;br /&gt;095. Kiss in the first date: heckno&lt;br /&gt;096. Angels: yes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Answer Truthfully&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there 1 person you want to be with right now?: .. may i keep it privacy? :ppp&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you’re in life now?: yes, except the FINALEXAM thingie!&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God?: yes&lt;br /&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag 10 people.&lt;/p&gt;tagged:&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE WHO WANT TO REPOST THIS&lt;br /&gt;i dun want to kill someone specifically x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-8450763847543844390?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/8450763847543844390/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=8450763847543844390' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/8450763847543844390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/8450763847543844390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2009/03/100-truths.html' title='100 truths'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-787938087094928769</id><published>2009-02-20T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T05:06:32.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long.time.no.see! xDD</title><content type='html'>kyaa kyaa. long time no see y'all! :DD miss ya so muchie! totally miss my graveyard-ish blog, shineendonesia, korean bands indo, ALL OF YAAA xD&lt;br /&gt;guess waht? I FAILED! ive predicted this: i'll get bad scores fo half of the subjects AND IT JUST HAPPENED. well, its not magic, its just a prediction cuz having bad scores now's just like A HABIT fo meeh Y.A.Y &gt;________&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, me+classmates went to the ice rink. hahaaa i need 15 mins or more to remember how to run on ice. and seesh, there was a lil' chinese girl crashed us and haunted us for hours! she called me CICI BOTAK [/bald] cuz i use jilbab, but then i told her my name is TAO MING SHE and then she called me CICI A-SE xDD tehee. but thats much better than my friend. mira was called CICI BROKOLI [/broccoli] bcoz of her curly hair, aci was called CICI BUAYA [/croc], dunno why but tat spoiled brat said tat her nose and teeth looks like croc, WTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went eat and salat, and when we went back to the rink, her coach already came! HOORAAAY God still loves us! xDDD then we met another 2 lil' girl, much better than the first girl, and they tot us to walk backward xD seems ridikulus cuz were a senior year-er of high school and they're just.. elementary schooler? prob. and we met OUR LOVELY friend agung es titik [/s., i dunno what's that S stands fo; and agung is his name]. he was so AWESOMEISH on ice! but he just tot us abt walking backward too, ALONG WITH TAT TWO GIRLS xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put aside the ZONKish parts, we met 2 cute boys! one is a coach [whose voice was ultimate weird fo a handsome guy like him], and the other is an ordinary visitor who came with his lil' sis, and santi said that.. when i walked on ice [with weird poses of hand cuz i tried to enjoy the music and add some ballet's hand positions :p] he stared at me? and santi was jealous.. xDD but totally, THEY.WAS.CUTEEE. ^_________^&lt;br /&gt;i wanna see them again! I WANNA KNOW THEIR NAMES! I WANNA MARRY THEM nyahaaa xDD or prob just one of them.&lt;br /&gt;KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry my oppa.&lt;br /&gt;thats just half kidding.&lt;br /&gt;OK stop OUT OF TOPIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMOO i must finish the yearbook layout SOON before mar 7~&lt;br /&gt;SHEEESSSH T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: FI-NAL-LY! oppa [not raffi] texted me! finally, its not me who started a conversation! xDD&lt;br /&gt;and YEAH its not an important thing to talk abt, but he still text meeee kyaaaa x]]&lt;br /&gt;*ovaaexcited&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-787938087094928769?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/787938087094928769/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=787938087094928769' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/787938087094928769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/787938087094928769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2009/02/longtimenosee-xdd.html' title='long.time.no.see! xDD'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-6005509789672665535</id><published>2009-02-05T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T03:49:58.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>omgah T-T</title><content type='html'>wat would b worse than final exam? for a schooler history: NO.&lt;br /&gt;heckkkk it was supposed 2 b on 16/2, but i dno wut was tat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;president edward&lt;/span&gt; was thinking: he made a new schedule; our exam will b on 11/2! HELL! and he just told us ysterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. im gonna hiatus 8/2 till 22/2 [more days for remedies :p]. HELL~ bye, shineendo T___T&lt;br /&gt;first day: biologi. stephenie meyer's fave subject? [1. edward and bella met in bio class, 2. she designed vampires' 25 chromosomes, 3. etc]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently wanting OWB back &gt;3&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-6005509789672665535?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/6005509789672665535/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=6005509789672665535' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/6005509789672665535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/6005509789672665535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2009/02/omgah-t-t.html' title='omgah T-T'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-5319781640890391410</id><published>2008-12-31T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:56:30.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay xD</title><content type='html'>well. i aint bothering him and her NO MORE.&lt;br /&gt;cuz now ive already have my special one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a cool guy--extremely handsome! xD&lt;br /&gt;a guy that i believe can protect me,&lt;br /&gt;and the most important thing;&lt;br /&gt;a guy whom loves me sooo x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R A F F I    M U M T A Z    R A H M A N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28.12.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updated, gue baru inget dia pernah mengatakan sesuatu sebelumnya:&lt;br /&gt;[rffi bsa korean lumayan.. stidaknya jauh lbih baik dri gw xDD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. light chat&lt;br /&gt;him, "kalo gue yang jadi penjaga elo, gimana?"&lt;br /&gt;zee, "penjaga? .. satpam? bodyguard?"&lt;br /&gt;him, "bukaaan! ya tempat buat curhat, dan lain-lain.."&lt;br /&gt;zee, "oh.. itu. oke."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. rffi brokeup&lt;br /&gt;zee, "emang naya salah apa?"&lt;br /&gt;him, "yang salah bukan dia, tapi aku."&lt;br /&gt;zee, "salah kenapa pula kau?"&lt;br /&gt;him, "entahlah.."&lt;br /&gt;*kriik* *kriik*&lt;br /&gt;zee, "oppaneun geusarang andwaeyo?"&lt;br /&gt;him, "i love what i protect"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan seminggu kemudian gue baru nyadar kalo dia pernah mengatakan percakapan no.1 itu&lt;br /&gt;[xDD hahaaa tumben gue lemot &amp;amp; ngga narsis?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OHEMGEE! xD *snsd mode on* *faints*&lt;br /&gt;and he gave me.. huhu x]] well, SOMETHING SWEET for my new-year-present..&lt;br /&gt;guess what did he said then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"itu deposito buat ulang taun ke.16 kamu juga lho ya."&lt;br /&gt;beuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: thanks to ve &amp;amp; ibnu who has became my inspiration &gt;______&lt; &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/7566296146457781819-5319781640890391410?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/5319781640890391410/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=5319781640890391410' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/5319781640890391410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/5319781640890391410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay-xd.html' title='yay xD'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-4569537684704917803</id><published>2008-12-26T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T07:01:07.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>미안해야 하는거니 / Mianhaeya Haneun Geoni ?</title><content type='html'>미안한거니 미안해야 하는거니&lt;br /&gt;널사랑하게 되버린걸&lt;br /&gt;내 사랑이 널 많이힘들게&lt;br /&gt;한다는걸 알면서도&lt;br /&gt;아직도 보내지도 못하고있어&lt;br /&gt;이런날 이해한다면&lt;br /&gt;조금 만나다 온다고 해도&lt;br /&gt;나 용서해 잠시만 더&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to apologize? Should I apologize?&lt;br /&gt;I’m falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I know my love&lt;br /&gt;has made you suffer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t forget you&lt;br /&gt;If you could understand me&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;although I’m crying again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Mianhaeya Haneun Geoni -- Sassy Girl Chunhyang OST]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i apologize? it seems like im the one should be blamed.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like the reason she walked back and tries so hard not to love him is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;its all my fault. if only i didnt let her know that i call him "oppa"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to lose my friends; her, him..&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to hurt them;&lt;br /&gt;but in the same time, i myself dont want to get hurt too.&lt;br /&gt;i still love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, im feeling like i am the third person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;third persons are totally sucks.&lt;/span&gt; ottkhae?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-4569537684704917803?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/4569537684704917803/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=4569537684704917803' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/4569537684704917803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/4569537684704917803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2008/12/mianhaeya-haneun-geoni.html' title='미안해야 하는거니 / Mianhaeya Haneun Geoni ?'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-1289412902180594906</id><published>2008-12-23T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T02:35:13.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>viva absenteeism :D</title><content type='html'>prob my first time *runaway* from skool bfore skooltime over. but hell yesterday NO TEACHERS came teach us, hell we couldn't tolerate them anymore. fair enough; 17 OF 23 RANAWAY FROM CLASS!&lt;br /&gt;[HELL TEACHERS, WE ARE PROUD! THANKS FOR ASKING!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Time Zone, and watched TRANSPORTER 3! but everything turned out crap when qisthi's [or tita's?] cellphone rang. it was ferty, telling us that MR.P WAS TOTALLY MAD AT US AND WANT US BACK SCHOOL ASAP. shitt. the film havent even reached the climax yet! WHATTASALTYSQUID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to school.. we found out mr.p was NOT that mad, and he preached us forabut 40 or 50 mins. hell. and the only thing i could do was staring at him, eyes full of hatress. [well, staring like thats hard enough; you have to keep your eyes in that position + lessen eye-blinks.. phew, it hurts a bit] he told us there havent such incident lyk this before, almost the whole class ran. oooohreally? the 4th gen of axel said that they ALL once ranaway [a.k.a mabal]. they were ALL, and were just 17/23! baka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaysss. 081223; a date that we can remember fo teh 'book' History of Exeter's Friendship :D&lt;br /&gt;[oh whee, today is 23, thats our total! xDD yet, proud againn]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-1289412902180594906?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/1289412902180594906/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=1289412902180594906' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/1289412902180594906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/1289412902180594906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2008/12/viva-absenteeism-d.html' title='viva absenteeism :D'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-6761799185109657824</id><published>2008-12-15T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T07:33:57.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Were Not That Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DISCLAIMER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* JANG GEUN-SUK belongs to Lobe Ent *&lt;br /&gt;* HWANG CHA-HYUN belongs to me *&lt;br /&gt;* JANG JI-WON belongs to my friend *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE SHOT FAN FICTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Category: Romance&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 13 + [prob?]&lt;br /&gt;Language: English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story Copyrighted to Zee / Shia [not real names]&lt;br /&gt;[supershia.blogspot.com]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;=================================&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;author's note&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wheee xD first fanfic written in english!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well. i once used jae-joong [DBSK] as the boyfriend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but after second thought i think geun-suk fits his image much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the boyfriend is sometimes melancholy and sometimes far-from-romantic,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think jae-joong's image is not too close to that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[if i make a super-melancholy-romantic story, i think i'll use jae-joong though xD]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well. enjoy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================================= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When was the last time you look at the rain?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever observed every drop of it, watching them falling down the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Can you heed their yielding noise when they touched the soil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining.&lt;br /&gt;It was dark.&lt;br /&gt;I continued asking myself,&lt;em&gt; does rain usually be this daunting?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sighed, &lt;em&gt;is this just me? Does sorrow make things looks awful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a man I know pushed the restaurant’s door and rushed over me. He was tall and handsome—I love him, &lt;em&gt;but he’s late&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;“I have been here since ten-thirty.” I smirked at him, “What time is it now?”&lt;br /&gt;Geun-Suk sighed, “Eleven. I‘m really sorry, Cha-Hyun.”&lt;br /&gt;I smiled indignantly, “Is that so? I’ve heard that not only once.”&lt;br /&gt;“Are you… mad at me?”&lt;br /&gt;I groaned. “I want, but I cant.”&lt;br /&gt;I stood up and caressed his hair, forcing a warm smile, “You are the birthday boy—today is your day. No one is able to be mad at you today.”&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks a lot.” He smiled back at me and it was sincere, unlike mine. He grasped my hand and heaved me in excitement. “Where are we going now?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yours to decide.”&lt;br /&gt;“As my apology, I’ll give you the honor to decide the first destination.”&lt;br /&gt;“You do?” I scolded, “I thought you love to lead me on everything?”&lt;br /&gt;He rose his shoulder. “Well, not now. Like I said, as my apology.”&lt;br /&gt;I assume my eyes went alight.&lt;br /&gt;“If you insist... roller-coaster first?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh no.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So? How was it going?”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know.” I muttered, “Everything was fine except the part that…”&lt;br /&gt;Ji-Won smiled a tease, “He’s always late to go to date, isn’t he?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.” I growled, “It seems like I held him no more interest. He is not satisfied at our date.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, please, Cha-Hyun. There is always you in his eyes, I know. At home, almost all of the handwritten piano sheets are dedicated to you.”&lt;br /&gt;“But he always comes late…”&lt;br /&gt;“So what?” She said, her voice was hushed, “As long as Chang-Min loves me, I don’t care if I have to wait him whole day long.”&lt;br /&gt;I snorted. “You can say that because Chang-Min has never been late for your date.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time I met Geun-Suk. It was March 13th, 2006, at the cassette store. And it was raining. And I was in vain because of my height.&lt;br /&gt;He was standing by me, staring at the same CD rack as me. Just a single glance, I could recognize that he is Ji-Won’s elder brother she told me about—I could effortlessly see their resemblance.&lt;br /&gt;I had already found the CD I want—Maksim’s, but it was placed on the highest shelf and the only store staff I could see was the cashier and she was serving another customer; so I started trying to reach my Maksim but I was completely failed—I needed someone 170 cm tall.&lt;br /&gt;“May I help you?”&lt;br /&gt;I turned myself. It was Geun-Suk offered me his help. He smiled the stunning sincerity I always love.&lt;br /&gt;I nodded, “Yes, please.”&lt;br /&gt;“Which one?”&lt;br /&gt;“The black one. Maksim.”&lt;br /&gt;He attained Maksim easily and gave it to me. “Do you like The Flight of Bumblebee?”&lt;br /&gt;“Surely every fans of him do.” I said, “One of his best.”&lt;br /&gt;He smiled then stood still, gazed at me. I looked back at him, “What?”&lt;br /&gt;“No, it’s just…” He sneered, “Do I know you?”&lt;br /&gt;“Probably. Well, I’m about to ask the same question, but I’ll be more specific; are you Jang Geun-Suk, Jang Ji-Won’s brother?”&lt;br /&gt;His eyes widen in surprise, “Oh my, you are the rowdy girl who always brings Ji-Won home!”&lt;br /&gt;“Am I rowdy?” I squinted my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, most girls usually don’t use big bikes like you do.”&lt;br /&gt;“My father is a Harley fans and I prefer riding bikes than drive.”&lt;br /&gt;“What’s you name, rowdy?”&lt;br /&gt;“Call me rowdy no more or I’ll rip you apart.”&lt;br /&gt;“See? You &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; rowdy.”&lt;br /&gt;“Stop calling me rowdy, &lt;em&gt;bishounen&lt;/em&gt;!”&lt;br /&gt;He choked, “Okay, let’s stop. What’s your name, &lt;em&gt;Ji-Won’s friend&lt;/em&gt;?” He offered a handshake.&lt;br /&gt;“Hwang Cha-Hyun.”&lt;br /&gt;“You know, Hwang Cha-Hyun, I still think you are a beautiful rowdy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beautiful rowdy&lt;/em&gt;. Rowdy, but beautiful. Till now, I still don’t know whether he was complimenting me or insulting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was him who finally confessed his feeling. Yes, to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;November 18th, 2006.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just talk.”&lt;br /&gt;“Talk about what?” He sighed. I could feel anxiousness in his tone. “I’ve told you lot of things, and now, it’s your turn to &lt;em&gt;say something&lt;/em&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he has told me a lot of his feeling to me. He texted me. And then I called him to assure what he typed in his messages.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I do have the same feeling, but uh, there’s so many ‘buts’ in my mind…”&lt;br /&gt;“And what are they?”&lt;br /&gt;The reason to say no…? I think; none.&lt;br /&gt;He is cute. He is kind. He is also clever—well, he is way too attractive. But I didn’t know. I just couldn’t accept.&lt;br /&gt;I bit my lips. I didn’t want to say no, so I assume I was just not ready.&lt;br /&gt;“Not ready?”&lt;br /&gt;I nodded in snail’s pace, “Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;It brought a bit shock to me when he then asked, “When will you be ready?”&lt;br /&gt;“You’ll wait?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;“For how long?”&lt;br /&gt;He murmured, “I… still don’t know. As long as I can, I guess.”&lt;br /&gt;“But you will not make me wait forever, uh?” He continued.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I couldn’t refuse. Then a finicky answer came.&lt;br /&gt;“College.” I said in hushed voice, “Wait until I’m in college. Wait for one more year… Can you?”&lt;br /&gt;I could feel he was smiling.&lt;br /&gt;“Absolutely; yes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year later, I finally accepted him as my boyfriend. Well, it was fine for a while, but things went odd after he debuted as a pianist.&lt;br /&gt;He started come late to our date, he rarely picked up my call, and when we’re on our date, it seems like he prefer look around than talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;“What is it?” I asked one day when he looked out of the window of the café. He smiled.&lt;br /&gt;“Waiting for Muse* to come.” (* = goddess of inspirations)&lt;br /&gt;I jerked an insulting giggle, “Muse? To you? What for?”&lt;br /&gt;He gripped my hands and deliberately stroked them.&lt;br /&gt;“For you.”&lt;br /&gt;It was his very answer, strange one. Since then, I don’t want to ask about his peculiar habit anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But it slowly drives me mad. Is the sky more interesting than me to him? Or worse; does he look at girls with mini-skirts and I don’t realize it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you come late again, I will break you up.” I threaten him one day. Again, I could feel he trembles.&lt;br /&gt;“Why do it must be a breaking up?” He asked—his eyes were gloomy. I am totally weak to this kind of sight, so I swung my face round and retorted.&lt;br /&gt;“It seems like you don’t care about me anymore.”&lt;br /&gt;He startled. My eyes wetted—I couldn’t bring myself to do this thing further.&lt;br /&gt;“Honey, in contrast; I love you more than you know.”&lt;br /&gt;I hissed, “Don’t honey me!”&lt;br /&gt;I hate my own tongue… But I have to do this. He has to prove his love words.&lt;br /&gt;He fingered my face. I could hardly swing my face round anymore. I could see his eyes close enough now—it was beautiful and sad.&lt;br /&gt;“I won’t be late.” He said, “I promise.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I glanced at my watch. Quarter to six, while the planned time should be at five-thirty. &lt;em&gt;I won’t be late&lt;/em&gt;, you said?&lt;br /&gt;I sipped my coffee again, observing the street. There’s no signs of Geun-Suk. The only sign I had was the coming of the rain. Lucky it wasn’t big so I could still walk home.&lt;br /&gt;I checked the street again.&lt;br /&gt;I gave up.&lt;br /&gt;I called the waitress for the bill and took my cell phone out of my handbag. I dialed up a number and waited, but as I expected, he didn’t pick up my phone. I had called his home and it was Ji-Won picked my call, saying that Geun-Suk has already left.&lt;br /&gt;Bastard. Where the hell is he now? I ought to break him up.&lt;br /&gt;The waitress came and gave me my bill. I gave her a 10000 won.&lt;br /&gt;“Keep the change.”&lt;br /&gt;The waitress smiled in shy and left.&lt;br /&gt;I glared at the street. Still, no Jang Geun-Suk there. He confuses me so; today would he say he loves me and he wont be late, but tomorrow he probably say nothing except disappearing.&lt;br /&gt;I stood up and walked down the street, leaving the coffee shop. I could hardly someone cried my name, but when I looked back, no one’s there.&lt;br /&gt;I swear it was Geun-Suk’s, but… probably my mind played trick on me? Ironic; it is me who want to break him up, and it was also me who heard a delusion of his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis all one, raining so soon.&lt;br /&gt;I once in love o’er thy rain,&lt;br /&gt;Now it brings none but misfortune;&lt;br /&gt;My love, thou shalt not leave me vain…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cell phone rang. I glimpsed at it. Who would call me at such a night?&lt;br /&gt;I flapped it. &lt;em&gt;Jang Ji-Won&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeoboseyo?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeoboseyo, Cha-Hyun?” Her voice was dreadful, “Where are you now?”&lt;br /&gt;“Me? Home. Why?”&lt;br /&gt;She fell silent.&lt;br /&gt;“Aren’t you supposed to be with my brother now?”&lt;br /&gt;I sighed, “I was supposed to; but he didn’t come.”&lt;br /&gt;“He… He did not?”&lt;br /&gt;I felt something gone wrong. “Why? What’s happened? Where’s he now?”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s the problem!” She exclaimed, “It’s late night and he’s not home already! I called his cell phone but he didn’t pick up!”&lt;br /&gt;I sipped my milk again, “Okay… And where did he say he’s going to?”&lt;br /&gt;“It should be to your date!”&lt;br /&gt;Okay. This guy seriously needs to be killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if something bad happened to him?&lt;br /&gt;What if he had an accident or something?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Ji-Won, I didn’t think about those possibilities before. The only thing struck my mind was he is a bastard who loves to make people worried—even after his girlfriend told him about breaking up.&lt;br /&gt;I surely want to punch him, kick him, claw him, stab him... While in the other side, there’s a part of me saying that I still love him, I ought not to break him up, et cetera. Cha-Hyun, let’s walk contradiction.&lt;br /&gt;I walked down the street, back to the coffee shop I visited on afternoon. The shop has already been closed—definitely it has; who wants to open a café at eleven-thirty p.m.?&lt;br /&gt;Well, there’s no shops open there except a cigarette kiosk at the corner. I ran there and knocked the window. An old lady came.&lt;br /&gt;“Darling, you shouldn’t be here in such late night!” She undertoned me, but then she smiled, “Buying some cigarettes for your father?”&lt;br /&gt;I shook my head, “No, I just want to ask something.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, go on.”&lt;br /&gt;“Was there a guy—about 170 cm tall, black short-haired—came here or… maybe you saw him around here? It should be around afternoon.”&lt;br /&gt;Stupid question. How come she recognize an anonymous walking across the street while there’s so many people more interesting to be seen passing in front of her eyes? I must be—&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, the poor guy?”&lt;br /&gt;She saw him? But.. poor?&lt;br /&gt;“What do you mean by poor?”&lt;br /&gt;She exhaled, “Well, I don’t know the exact story, but my husband saw it. He said that the guy suddenly bumped to the street and a car crashed him. Such a poor guy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It was around two.”&lt;br /&gt;That was the time I left the coffee shop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“You know nothing about me.” I snorted, started playing my capuchon’s zipper again.&lt;br /&gt;He laughed, “Don’t I?”&lt;br /&gt;“You are officially my boyfriend since two months ago—that’s kinda short time.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well that’s long enough for me.”&lt;br /&gt;“But you still don’t know anything!”&lt;br /&gt;“Probably…” He moaned, “But at least two months had already made me know about some things you like and things you hate.”&lt;br /&gt;“Really? Okay… Name three things I hate.” I challenged him.&lt;br /&gt;“Well… cockroach, chili, studying.”&lt;br /&gt;“Good enough.” I smirked, “Name three things I like.”&lt;br /&gt;“Drawing, ice cream…”&lt;br /&gt;He stood still. I chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;“What? Just can name two? Too bad.”&lt;br /&gt;He smiled, “No. I was just wondering is&lt;/em&gt; this &lt;em&gt;could be one of your favorites too.”&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;/em&gt;This &lt;em&gt;what?”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, &lt;/em&gt;this&lt;em&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;He kissed my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;And I screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hissed. I hate the prom—the dinner was not an all-you-can-eat, my dress suffers me, and now I broke my stiletto heels…? Way too great.&lt;br /&gt;“Shit!”&lt;br /&gt;He stopped and laughed at my pain, “Cursing a whole night long after your prom, darling?”&lt;br /&gt;I jerked a smile, “Oh, hell yes, my love!”&lt;br /&gt;I tried to mend my heels, but of course I failed. Pity I didn’t bring super glue to the prom in case something like this happens. He watched my effort and laughed once again.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, shut up.”&lt;br /&gt;He smiled, “May I help you?”&lt;br /&gt;“Like I said, shut-up!”&lt;br /&gt;“Seriously I can help.”&lt;br /&gt;I rose my eyes on him, “Help? Like what? Laugh at me?”&lt;br /&gt;He rolled his eyes, “I count that too… but I seriously can help you.”&lt;br /&gt;I tried to bond the heels, but it only made it worse. The heels completely separated from the shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I gave up on my stiletto and tossed it to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;“Okay. Help me now.”&lt;br /&gt;He stood up.&lt;br /&gt;“Stand up.”&lt;br /&gt;“What?!”&lt;br /&gt;“I said, stand up.”&lt;br /&gt;“Without shoes?!”&lt;br /&gt;He groaned, “Just-stand-up!”&lt;br /&gt;I hesitantly stood up. He turned his back to me and kneels.&lt;br /&gt;“Up.”&lt;br /&gt;It surely shocked me, “You want to carry me?”&lt;br /&gt;He glared at me, “What else?”&lt;br /&gt;“But I’m 53!”&lt;br /&gt;“At least lighter than me.” He growled, “Come on, before I change my mind!”&lt;br /&gt;I jumped on his back. He tried his best to stand up and succeed—he exhaled noisily, “Wow.”&lt;br /&gt;“… Are you okay?”&lt;br /&gt;“So far, yes.” He said, “Don’t move or I’ll loose maneuver.”&lt;br /&gt;I could see him doing this barely, but he complained nothing about my weight and he carried me till the parking lot. He lowered me in front of a black Volvo.&lt;br /&gt;“Wow. Who’s this sexy black guy?” I giggled.&lt;br /&gt;“A Volvo and it is mine.” He opened the door for me, “Mind me to drive you home?”&lt;br /&gt;I gasped, “You haven’t told me you have a Volvo!”&lt;br /&gt;He rose his shoulder, “It’s new. My father bought me this just yesterday, for my birthday.”&lt;br /&gt;“I want to be his daughter too.”&lt;br /&gt;“Please don’t. If it’s so, I can’t marry you then.”&lt;br /&gt;I smirked slightly, getting into the car, “Up to you.”&lt;br /&gt;He closed the door and got onto the driver’s seat. He sighed.&lt;br /&gt;“What is it now?”&lt;br /&gt;“No, it’s just…” He fasten his seatbelt, “You haven’t given me any presents.”&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry, then, but… Must I?”&lt;br /&gt;He grimaced, “I’d like to get one.”&lt;br /&gt;“But what? I don’t know things you like.”&lt;br /&gt;“You may don’t, but I do know.”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay...?” I grinned, “Tell me.”&lt;br /&gt;He raised his eyebrows, “Are you sure?”&lt;br /&gt;I rolled my eyes, “Why not?”&lt;br /&gt;“Close your eyes.”&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“I want to ask you something; you have to listen carefully! Don’t let your sight stroll you!”&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes, “Okay.”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t even try to cheat! Answer frankly!”&lt;br /&gt;“Hmm… Okay.”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t peek!”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, okay.”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t move!”&lt;br /&gt;“… What?”&lt;br /&gt;I could feel he fingered my face. Then I felt his lips on mine, gently stroking them. I was so confused—that was my first time, so I stood still and let him lead the whole part. After a moment, he stopped.&lt;br /&gt;“The best present ever.” He smiled, but every word he said still brushed my lips, “Thank you, Cha-Hyun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now he’s gone.&lt;br /&gt;And it was all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t forgive myself…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Geun-Suk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to write and send letters, but I don’t know where to address this. If I write ‘heaven’ on the envelope, the postman will think I’m crazy, so I’ll just leave this one on my desk and ask God to help you read this, okay?&lt;br /&gt;Are you feeling well there? Are there warm enough for you?&lt;br /&gt;Well… I just want to apologize. I want to say I’m sorry, but can you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;I am terribly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t believe you. I left the coffee shop without giving you more time. I was so stupid; you were not that late. I shouldn’t have left you since the first time. The voice calling me from across the street… was that you?&lt;br /&gt;Really, I was shocked reading the news from your agency at the web. It says that you were busy working at your solo album, making songs… Is that the reason you ‘waited for Muse’? Is that the reason you were always come late?&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part; Ji-Won handed me a music sheet, ‘Lady and The Rain’. I was terribly angry to myself reading a line under the title. It was dedicated to me, and the only thing I do to ‘support’ you was telling you I want to break you up.&lt;br /&gt;If only I can meet you now. If only I can see your face. If only I can beg for your sorry. If only I can kiss you for one last time… I would be happy. (That don’t mean I’ll happy letting you go, hell no)&lt;br /&gt;Well, be healthy. Tell God I’m saying hello to Him.&lt;br /&gt;Wait me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Cha-Hyun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;=================================&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmkay. waiting fo yer comments, pals :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&gt;_______&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;★ SHIA IS SUPER ★&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-6761799185109657824?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/6761799185109657824/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=6761799185109657824' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/6761799185109657824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/6761799185109657824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-were-not-that-late.html' title='You Were Not That Late'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-2013873664513972612</id><published>2008-12-08T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:03:36.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW TUT AND MINHO'S B-DAY :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll194/dhilahiyaya/?action=view&amp;amp;current=minhoyah.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll194/dhilahiyaya/minhoyah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee! it's CHOI MIN-HO [SHINee] 's B-day!&lt;br /&gt;his sweet seventeen :DD so yeah,&lt;br /&gt;cuz i'm still in craze bout blinkies, i made this for Min-Ho sshi~ xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first PS tutorial!&lt;br /&gt;it makes your pics brigther--and feels like summer? xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll194/dhilahiyaya/?action=view&amp;amp;current=selectivecolortuto.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll194/dhilahiyaya/selectivecolortuto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy~ :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonus; tiff onni siggy :DD dont use it!&lt;br /&gt;i have already use it in Soshi Indo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s288.photobucket.com/albums/ll194/dhilahiyaya/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tiffy.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll194/dhilahiyaya/tiffy.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_______&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ SHIA IS SUPER ★&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-2013873664513972612?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/2013873664513972612/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=2013873664513972612' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/2013873664513972612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/2013873664513972612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-tut-and-minhos-b-day-d.html' title='NEW TUT AND MINHO&apos;S B-DAY :D'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-7144693997205969101</id><published>2008-12-08T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:00:53.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG again !</title><content type='html'>omgee! like a century i havent updated my bloggie!&lt;br /&gt;lotta thing happened and lotta things i wanna write here!&lt;br /&gt;but for now, lets finish my duty first;&lt;br /&gt;TAGGED BY SOOEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules:&lt;br /&gt;-Link to your tagger and post these rules. List 8 random facts about yourself and tag 8 people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i just started making GIFs xDD&lt;br /&gt;2. my first GIF was a narcissism xD [ill tell ya later bout dis]&lt;br /&gt;3. i love doodling in Photoshop&lt;br /&gt;4. i hate my math teacher; AYU [anyways, ayu is not a woman]&lt;br /&gt;5. ish wonbin+jonghyun+jaejoong+hankyung+yesung's beloved WIFEY xDD k k k&lt;br /&gt;6. love to stay OnLine.. and make the billing drive my parents mad :p&lt;br /&gt;7. have 3 not-real siblings; an oppa, an onni, and a dongsaeng.. in class xD&lt;br /&gt;8. in love wif number 3, 5, 7, 13, 19, 33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag:&lt;br /&gt;dunno.. everyone who want to write this tag in their bloggies! xDD&lt;br /&gt;[omg i break the rule!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You-&lt;br /&gt;First Name&lt;br /&gt;–Fadhila&lt;br /&gt;Nickname&lt;br /&gt;– Dijae, shia, zee..&lt;br /&gt;Name you wish you had&lt;br /&gt;- Lee Hae-In, Rosalie, Daphne.. pretty names xD&lt;br /&gt;What do people normally mistake your name as&lt;br /&gt;– fadhila should be spelled fu-dee-la, but natives sometimes read that as fuh-die-luh. and dijae [dhila-jaejoong], santi LOVES to change it as JIJEY [jijey/jijai = nasty] x___x&lt;br /&gt;Birthday&lt;br /&gt;- August 10th, 1993&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace&lt;br /&gt;– Palembang, Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;Time of Birth&lt;br /&gt;– 11.58 am -- thats rili the minute&lt;br /&gt;Single or taken&lt;br /&gt;- taken by jaejoong xP nope.. single.&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac sign&lt;br /&gt;– Leo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Your Appearence-&lt;br /&gt;How tall are you&lt;br /&gt;– 160 something [cm]&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were taller&lt;br /&gt;– YEPP. i want 170 cm!!&lt;br /&gt;Eye color&lt;br /&gt;- black&lt;br /&gt;Eye color you want&lt;br /&gt;– green!&lt;br /&gt;Natural Hair color&lt;br /&gt;– black&lt;br /&gt;Current Hair color&lt;br /&gt;– reddish black.. lower's a bit red.. well i painted it purple, but in count of days it turned out RED! geez.&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair&lt;br /&gt;- medium.. moar to short&lt;br /&gt;Ever dye your hair a bizarre color&lt;br /&gt;– is purple bizzare?&lt;br /&gt;Last time you did something dramatic with your hair&lt;br /&gt;– count dyes as dramatic?&lt;br /&gt;Glasses or contacts&lt;br /&gt;– glassie. im a mess.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear make-up&lt;br /&gt;– often eyeliners. I WANT T.O.P's EYES!&lt;br /&gt;Ever had hair extensions&lt;br /&gt;– no money xP&lt;br /&gt;Paint your nails&lt;br /&gt;- i did.. but never nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In the opposite gender-&lt;br /&gt;What color eyes&lt;br /&gt;– black is fine&lt;br /&gt;What color hair&lt;br /&gt;- natural; jst not something green or pink cuz those aint natural&lt;br /&gt;Shy or Outgoing&lt;br /&gt;– depends on situation&lt;br /&gt;Sexy or Cute&lt;br /&gt;- MAMAMIA BOOOTTTH!&lt;br /&gt;Serious or Fun&lt;br /&gt;– depends on situation&lt;br /&gt;Older or Younger than you&lt;br /&gt;– a bit older&lt;br /&gt;A turn on&lt;br /&gt;- funny, clever&lt;br /&gt;A turn off&lt;br /&gt;- posessive, likes to touch me [KEEP YOUR HANDS OUT OF MY HIPS, MAN!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This or that-&lt;br /&gt;Flowers or Chocolates&lt;br /&gt;- chocolate; flowers cant be eaten&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke&lt;br /&gt;- neither. i hate sodas except sprite float&lt;br /&gt;Rap or Rock&lt;br /&gt;– well.. FT.Island is both.. soo.. xD&lt;br /&gt;Relationship or One night stand&lt;br /&gt;– relationship!!&lt;br /&gt;School or Work&lt;br /&gt;- school; work makes ppl depressed, rite?&lt;br /&gt;Love or Money&lt;br /&gt;– B-O-T-H&lt;br /&gt;Movies or Music&lt;br /&gt;- both ;D but for daily needs [?] i prefer music&lt;br /&gt;Country or City&lt;br /&gt;– peaceful and clean city&lt;br /&gt;Sunny or Rainy days&lt;br /&gt;-rainy&lt;br /&gt;Friends or Family&lt;br /&gt;- it should be family.. but in this age i think i need both :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Have you ever-&lt;br /&gt;Lie&lt;br /&gt;– yes, OFTEN. i still lie my friends too sometimes :p well, to hid a lie, we have to make another lie, no?&lt;br /&gt;Stole something&lt;br /&gt;- yesh; when i was 6 or 7, dea asked me to *join* her stealing and i stole 3 sailor moon cards in the toy kiosk.. now the cards r gone and the seller has moved; i feel so guilty and i dun have time to apologize.. I WONT STEAL AGAIN! x((&lt;br /&gt;Smoked&lt;br /&gt;- nope&lt;br /&gt;Hurt someone close to you&lt;br /&gt;– prob&lt;br /&gt;Broke someone's heart&lt;br /&gt;- dunno.. prob?&lt;br /&gt;Had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;- my crush said no when i asked him [yeah, ya kno abt wat.. xp], but then i laughed xDD i laughed at myself cuz being so silly, and i thank him cuz he didn't say 'no' rudely.&lt;br /&gt;Wondered what was wrong with you&lt;br /&gt;- yup&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were a prince/princess&lt;br /&gt;- YEAH. just one clap, all the servant serves foods for princess.. ahh, it would be so awesome.. xD&lt;br /&gt;Liked someone who was taken&lt;br /&gt;– yeap&lt;br /&gt;Shaved your head&lt;br /&gt;- LOLZORS NO xD&lt;br /&gt;Used chopsticks&lt;br /&gt;- yep, in noodle restos&lt;br /&gt;Sang in the mirror to yourself&lt;br /&gt;– yep. complete with the artist's expressions on stage xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Favorites-&lt;br /&gt;Flower&lt;br /&gt;– forget me not&lt;br /&gt;Candy&lt;br /&gt;– ANY SWEET CANDIES. and icecreamo! xD&lt;br /&gt;Song&lt;br /&gt;– that inspired me, like Into the New World, Greatest Love of All, When You Believe, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Scent&lt;br /&gt;- dunno. never have a fav scent.. candies, mayb?&lt;br /&gt;Color&lt;br /&gt;- blue and green&lt;br /&gt;Movies&lt;br /&gt;- something lyk Harry Potter; adventurous but still, a bit romance on it xDD&lt;br /&gt;Singer&lt;br /&gt;– many&lt;br /&gt;Junk food&lt;br /&gt;– nuggets, french fries, instant noodle/udon, etc&lt;br /&gt;Website&lt;br /&gt;– supershia.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;Location&lt;br /&gt;– bandung&lt;br /&gt;Animal&lt;br /&gt;- KITTIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Misc-&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried over someone&lt;br /&gt;- yeah.. tehee xDD i myself still dont believe i did cry for HIM. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything you wish you could change about yourself&lt;br /&gt;– be more tidy.. be more 'woman', not 'girl'.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you're attractive&lt;br /&gt;not so..? well, im so HYPERACTIVE and 50% CRAZY and 50% CREATIVE and LOVES TO LAUGH WITH OPEN MOUTH, count that as attractive? xD&lt;br /&gt;If you had to choose a fairytale as your life what would you choose&lt;br /&gt;- The Needle's Eye by Lani Lenore [but pls, no bloods xp], Twilight by Stephenie Meyer [well actually i want to change the storyline; if i were bella, i won't be so silly--beg edward everyday to change her into vampire; well, ed loves her so slow or fast, bella will need the transformation too, rite? xDDD lets use logic]&lt;br /&gt;Do you play any sports&lt;br /&gt;- .. ballet? xD well that makes you sweat too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOEY! THATS WAS SALTYSQUIDDISH LONG! *sweats*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_______&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ SHIA IS SUPER ★&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-7144693997205969101?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/7144693997205969101/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=7144693997205969101' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/7144693997205969101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/7144693997205969101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2008/12/tag-again.html' title='TAG again !'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-1110861439372876150</id><published>2008-11-01T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:53:08.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ME TAGGED! =9</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. Do you have secrets ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAH. and theres some i dont tell my friends. well.. if i tell them, it would be no longer secret, rite? ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a girl / guy younger than you ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prob. only heaven knows. if he's my destiny, why not? x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to school ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better be dead. xD kidding. just.. HELL I HATE SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. What will you do with a billion dollars ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buy a new laptop, try to go to SNU + save enough money for living cost in Korea, and give the rest for the poors. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your bestfriend ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE BANANABOAT I ALREADY DID! right now! &gt;_____&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better both, but i prefer the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. List out your favourite 15 songs !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in rite order:&lt;br /&gt;- jumun [spell, mirotic; by TVXQ]&lt;br /&gt;- forever love [by TVXQ]&lt;br /&gt;- dashi mannan segye [into the new world; by SNSD]&lt;br /&gt;- heaven [by FTI]&lt;br /&gt;- person whose tears are closer [by FTI]&lt;br /&gt;- wonder boys [by suju]&lt;br /&gt;- dont don [by suju]&lt;br /&gt;- y si fuera ella [remake sung by SHINee's JongHyun]&lt;br /&gt;- greatest love of all [remake sung by Whitney Houston]&lt;br /&gt;- falling slowly [by Glen Hansard, also sung by Kim Jin-Ho ft. DaVichi]&lt;br /&gt;- o jung ban hap [by TVXQ]&lt;br /&gt;- arirang [SG Wannabe's version]&lt;br /&gt;- seulpeun sarangui norae [sad love song; by DaVichi]&lt;br /&gt;- shinee world [by SHINee]&lt;br /&gt;- cassiopeia [by Rain ft. Lim Jeong Hee]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAUNT THEIR LIFES. xD lolzors. no no, i think ill move on and look for another cute guy! xD hey, theres plenty of cute guys out there; LOVE is NOT all about ONE person, eh? ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEPP! xD he-- uhm. well, in second tot, i think i wont tell. x] keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. What makes you angry ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LOT; such as liars, traitor, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TALLER. FAIRER SKIN. HAVE A GOOD JOB. LIVE IN KOREA WELL. HAVE A KIND-CUTE-BISHOUNEN-STRAIGHT HUSBAND. x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fam, friend, him! [내 가짜 오빠 ♥]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What is the most important thing in life ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing the reason why we're here, make God Loves us, and to not die as nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Single or attached ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humm. to be honest; single. to be un-honest; married to JAEJOONG, HANKYUNG, JONGHYUN, and WONBIN. ckk 4 husbands! x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What is your favourite colour ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT BLUE and LIGHT GREEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kinda relation? marriage; yes, other; wont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the person i like most, if i love both the same then the person that loves me most, and if thats the same too then the person that is better looking LOL and can provide me with a better life &gt;&gt; kopipa laifun's answer xD nice one btw, amen for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive; yes, forgetting.. it would be hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What do you want to tell the person you like ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SARANGHAEYO! xD kidding. dunno. well.. ill just tell *tat person* abt mw feeling.. then.. okay, i think just tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. 5 people I have tagged:&lt;/strong&gt; mamai, ell, mochai, blui, tii x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: laifunnneeeh! what a tag! omg this is kinda long; i need almost 30 mins answering these!&lt;br /&gt;pps: besides, my english was ultracrap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_______&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ SHIA IS SUPER ★&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-1110861439372876150?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/1110861439372876150/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=1110861439372876150' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/1110861439372876150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/1110861439372876150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-tagged-9.html' title='ME TAGGED! =9'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-8580713674315678228</id><published>2008-10-31T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T04:33:51.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jodoh vs. pacaran!</title><content type='html'>RITE NOW; INDONESIAN POST. sorry for all foreigners who love to read my posts and always wait fo meh updates. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huffh. lagi-lagi, orang-orang memrotes usaha PDKT yang saya lakukan. dan sekali lagi aku bertanya; why? aku bilang aku ngga ngebet dia banget, ngga sangat berharap supaya bisa jadian sama si kecengan aku, tapi *temen aku* itu bilang, “jangan belum-belum udah desperate gitu, dong!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMAKMU DESPERATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahh. di sini aku akan menjabarkan alasan kenapa “langkah” yang aku lakuin ini BUKANLAH SUATU BENTUK KE-DESPERATE-AN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. aku percaya, JODOH ITU ADA DI TANGAN TUHAN. God creates us in pairs; dan orang yang saleh dipasangkan dengan orang saleh, pendosa dengan pendosa, jadi.. saatnya jadi anak baik untuk mendapatkan suami yang baik! ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. aku ngga ngebet pacaran-pacaran gitu karna tau; PACARAN DI UMUR SEGINI NGGA BAKAL BERTAHAN LAMA. bentar juga putus. nahh; &lt;em&gt;cinta yang sebenarnya itu hanya ada setelah akad nikah&lt;/em&gt;, saat kita sudah bisa mengenal dia sehari-harinya, saat dia menunjukkan sifat aslinya yang sebelumnya ngga pernah ditunjukkannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. MENJAGA KESUCIAN; ngga terbatas hanya dengan menjauhkan diri dari &lt;em&gt;freesex&lt;/em&gt;. menjauhkan diri dari tangan grepe-grepe seorang cowo juga bisa dihitung menjaga kesucian, lho. pacaran sih pacaran, tapi kalo dia udah sampe rangkul-rangkul, colek, kissu, dst, bukankah “nilai jual” kita di mata dia udah berkurang? yah, mungkin bisa dibilang kaya si cowo bilang, “gue udah tau gimana rasanya ngerangkul dia, gimana rasanya meluk dia, sekarang gue udah bosen…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begindang menurut aku. x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi bagi aku; ngeceng dan "PDKT" itu hanya seneng-senengan, pengisi masa SMA supaya terasa "SMA banget" xD&lt;br /&gt;kalo bisa jadian sama dia, ya oke-oke aja, tapi asal dia mau ngerti kalo pacaran buat aku itu SEKEDAR STATUS "LEBIH DARI TEMAN",&lt;br /&gt;ngga ada privilege bisa colek-colek aku seenaknya. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_______&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ SHIA IS SUPER ★&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-8580713674315678228?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/8580713674315678228/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=8580713674315678228' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/8580713674315678228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/8580713674315678228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2008/10/jodoh-vs-pacaran.html' title='jodoh vs. pacaran!'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-8100809529227313870</id><published>2008-10-30T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T07:42:15.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FTFE : Fuck the Final Exam !</title><content type='html'>ohh goood. i failed! ultrafailedshia! x(&lt;br /&gt;i failed at ALL final exam! none passed the min. score!&lt;br /&gt;noooooeeessss &gt;____&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biology.. got it 65 or something! hell!&lt;br /&gt;got more 2 questions right, then i could get 70 and passed it PEACEFULLY!&lt;br /&gt;nuuuoo. physics.. never put any hopes for that subject :p&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. i only did abt.. 5 no out of 25 questions?&lt;br /&gt;gyyaaaaa nonononononono iono where to put tis face!&lt;br /&gt;mum will get supermaaaad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agh. AAAAGGGHH. frustrated dudes.&lt;br /&gt;nadia hongkii. im waiting for the LITMUS T-SHIRT, maam. xD&lt;br /&gt;my only hope for this month. MY ONLY LIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_______&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ SHIA IS SUPER ★&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-8100809529227313870?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/8100809529227313870/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=8100809529227313870' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/8100809529227313870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/8100809529227313870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2008/10/ftfe-fuck-final-exam.html' title='FTFE : Fuck the Final Exam !'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-8335700320403677526</id><published>2008-10-22T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T08:18:53.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im going krazeh!</title><content type='html'>why do i say so? because.. *ta-da-dumm!*&lt;br /&gt;1. i was HAPPY &amp;amp; DELIGHTED when realizing tat i have black line around my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;[feeling so Big Bang's T.O.P, shia? xD keke] -- i need moar sleep.&lt;br /&gt;2. i often CRIES alone in my room, EVERY NIGHT recently.&lt;br /&gt;3. i bath and sit under the shower for 1 HOURS, recently.&lt;br /&gt;4. i often LAUGH alone, dunno why. crazy, i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaiii kno the reason! its ALL ABOUT SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;schooldays recently sooo sucks! teacher are damn otoritary and acts like sucha fags!&lt;br /&gt;[and i think; yes they are 50% fag, 50% big mouth? du du dumm~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_______&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ SHIA IS SUPER ★&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-8335700320403677526?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/8335700320403677526/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=8335700320403677526' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/8335700320403677526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/8335700320403677526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-going-krazeh.html' title='im going krazeh!'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-1350815171496220</id><published>2008-10-21T03:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T03:52:02.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>noes~</title><content type='html'>civics test was REALLY a crap! i didnt study much!&lt;br /&gt;[actually i spent my times to finish the art homework,&lt;br /&gt;but i was in a bad mood--SO I DIDNT GO FOR THE COURSE&lt;br /&gt;--SOOO USELESS!]&lt;br /&gt;lalalala~ im really ish dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chemistry test.. hoho remedy again. AND! i got the worst score again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;lucky giovanni's with me! xD&lt;/strike&gt; *hooray for score 20!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my math teacher soooo much.&lt;br /&gt;when he said he has to watch the students' test,&lt;br /&gt;my reflex MADE ME CLAP!&lt;br /&gt;do you believe that?? I CLAPPED! NOES!&lt;br /&gt;omoooooo. deadish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNMPTN [or whatever is tat] Try Out is 100% krazeh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_______&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ SHIA IS SUPER ★&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-1350815171496220?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/1350815171496220/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=1350815171496220' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/1350815171496220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/1350815171496220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2008/10/noes.html' title='noes~'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-5497167351020117902</id><published>2008-10-20T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T05:43:58.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hella!</title><content type='html'>biologi remedy was a CRAPPPP &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;the teacher always gave me the hard ones!&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i was the last to get out from the teacher's &lt;strike&gt;dorm&lt;/strike&gt; room.&lt;br /&gt;^__________________^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadia offered me HONGKI'S LITMUS T-SHIRT!&lt;br /&gt;but uh.. 70k = 35% of my pocket money a month. omoo T_T&lt;br /&gt;but still! if she wants to buy it NEXT MONTH, then i'll be able to buy one!&lt;br /&gt;yay! ;D hongki['s t-shirt]~ im comiiingg! x] keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh my i am officialy THE ENGLISH TRANSLATOR of SUPER DONGBANG FORUM! xD&lt;br /&gt;*teary eyes* reli ive never been a staff of any forums, and this is my new job!&lt;br /&gt;TRANSLATOR, baby! *still, teary eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayysss its civics test tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;and STILL! BIOLOGI REMEDY; DIGESTIVE. hell.&lt;br /&gt;second anywayyssss: i havent done my art homework.&lt;br /&gt;TWO art homework, for exact. reli i have to work hard tonite. -_-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_______&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ SHIA IS SUPER ★&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-5497167351020117902?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/5497167351020117902/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=5497167351020117902' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/5497167351020117902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/5497167351020117902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2008/10/hella.html' title='hella!'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-2952695434345639580</id><published>2008-10-19T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T03:18:44.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the SUPABORINGDAY</title><content type='html'>super boring day; if ya ask for the literate writing.&lt;br /&gt;but HEELLLL boringboringboring. and yet; shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 10, chat for a while, 4 hours forum-ing..&lt;br /&gt;HECK! my Colorful MP3 download was failed! its a broken file&lt;br /&gt;--AFTER 30 MINS DOWNLOADING! yatta!&lt;br /&gt;riiitteee yeah the world is currently hating me; i know.&lt;br /&gt;and worst: i got my MP3 broke; LOST ALL THE SONGS.&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaacccckkkkkkkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow: get ready for biologi &lt;strike&gt;test&lt;/strike&gt; remedy.&lt;br /&gt;hooollly crap. hope i could meet my crush-on tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;but if i couldn't.. ROTINHELLOHMYLIFE.&lt;br /&gt;hoho. just kidding, My Life, but i think youre damn boring recently.&lt;br /&gt;--and shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_______&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ SHIA IS SUPER ★&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-2952695434345639580?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/2952695434345639580/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=2952695434345639580' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/2952695434345639580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/2952695434345639580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2008/10/supaboringday.html' title='the SUPABORINGDAY'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-445521213678817095</id><published>2008-10-18T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T08:47:34.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPER!</title><content type='html'>i think ive broken meh own record:&lt;br /&gt;LONGEST ON-LINE; till now it has been 6 HOURS!&lt;br /&gt;huzzah! lucky i only spent 500 MB for the speedy so far,&lt;br /&gt;so i can stay on-line lyk crraaazzzy tonite! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o4.xx.&lt;/strong&gt; fatkim texted me, asked for the answer for the english homework no. 5. hey dude, i was at the petrol, how could i know about the homework's questions??--she finally asked me to go on-line right after i arrived home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05.00.&lt;/strong&gt; started on-line! fatkim still asked for the same number while DUDE, i still havent downloaded the homework yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05.0x.&lt;/strong&gt; aphie talked to me, and we had the same topic like mine-fatkim; english homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07.xx.&lt;/strong&gt; my dad used the computer, i just wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07.xx.&lt;/strong&gt; meh back, fatkim has signed out! oh noooeeess &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08.0x.&lt;/strong&gt; started talking with aphie again. then echa signed in and talked to me; i have no idea what we were talking abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08.5x.&lt;/strong&gt; aphie signed out too! too bad echa didn't say anything too and kept silent. T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09.0x.&lt;/strong&gt; krisapi logged in! she used cellphone and chat while watching TV, nothing important abt our very-short-chat-session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09.2x.&lt;/strong&gt; logged out from IM, started hunting skins for thisss blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.00.&lt;/strong&gt; STILL HERE, DUDE! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_______&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ SHIA IS SUPER! ★&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-445521213678817095?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/445521213678817095/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=445521213678817095' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/445521213678817095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/445521213678817095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2008/10/super.html' title='SUPER!'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566296146457781819.post-3303222061441079795</id><published>2008-10-18T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T09:51:09.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIA'S OFFICIAL BLOG</title><content type='html'>do someone like me needs something so official? ;D&lt;br /&gt;oh well. this is shia's blog, 100% shia's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently SHEDDING TEARS OF HAPPINESS.&lt;br /&gt;shia was totally a fool. a dumb.&lt;br /&gt;MEH DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO KOPIPA CODES FROM BLOGSKINS.&lt;br /&gt;oh myyy but meh finally understand how to do it. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and from now on, this is SHIAPYON! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_______&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★ SHIA IS SUPER ★&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566296146457781819-3303222061441079795?l=supershia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/feeds/3303222061441079795/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566296146457781819&amp;postID=3303222061441079795' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/3303222061441079795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566296146457781819/posts/default/3303222061441079795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supershia.blogspot.com/2008/10/shias-official-blog.html' title='SHIA&apos;S OFFICIAL BLOG'/><author><name>SHIAPYON♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09750152859405801506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
