<?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-1693891057969838347</id><updated>2012-01-28T04:56:56.175+08:00</updated><category term='Sam Tsui'/><category term='Matty Lanter'/><category term='bb Aaron'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Sicko'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Nicky bb'/><category term='Hellness'/><category term='Mother-Tounge'/><category term='Football'/><category term='Scallywags'/><title type='text'>excitement without breath</title><subtitle type='html'>shoot me, everybody dies</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>218</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-1625412278619722742</id><published>2012-01-28T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T04:56:56.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother-Tounge'/><title type='text'>Disconnecting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The night is quiet, calming. The stars are hiding behind thethick, black sky. Everything is just.. dark..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don’t mean to complain about my life, about what I’mfacing, and what I’m keeping inside. But tonight, as I’m typing this out, Ijust want to let everything out of my chest. I believe life is a blessing andit comes with a purpose. I believe at this very moment, Allah is the onlywitness I have to tell the society, that I’m laying here on my bed, trying toaccept the fact that I’m alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ya Allah, I feel lonely. I might laugh and smile all thetime, but deep down inside, I'm hurt, sad and crying. I tried so hard stayingpositive, but when something came along the way and make me feel down, I'llshatter again. I can’t, Ya Allah. I don’t have that power of moving on you oncegave me.&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/1693891057969838347-1625412278619722742?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/1625412278619722742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=1625412278619722742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/1625412278619722742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/1625412278619722742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2012/01/disconnecting.html' title='Disconnecting'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-1929285350004331204</id><published>2012-01-27T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T00:59:16.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I turn you on whenever I feel down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PaL_lBen5H8/TyK1uFvnK7I/AAAAAAAAMJQ/Az-UYEJoQqY/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PaL_lBen5H8/TyK1uFvnK7I/AAAAAAAAMJQ/Az-UYEJoQqY/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oraOGziwE/TyK1idC51HI/AAAAAAAAMJI/FC6QDMR5clI/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oraOGziwE/TyK1idC51HI/AAAAAAAAMJI/FC6QDMR5clI/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was choking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIS BAND SAVED MY LIFE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-1929285350004331204?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/1929285350004331204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=1929285350004331204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/1929285350004331204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/1929285350004331204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-turn-you-up-whenever-i-feel-down.html' title='I turn you on whenever I feel down'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PaL_lBen5H8/TyK1uFvnK7I/AAAAAAAAMJQ/Az-UYEJoQqY/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-7668571193288020455</id><published>2012-01-26T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T02:26:44.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellness'/><title type='text'>Because of you, my life has a purpose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“I don’t just go on with life, get myself busy, and pretend like nothing’s happening while deep down inside, I’m hurt. Even losers admit they are losers”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Maybe sometimes you feel better when you’re alone. But just sometimes. There are times in life where you need something to rely on. Something or someone. Your decision”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“In the end of the day, what matters most is that you make choices not for the sake of making choices”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“The truth is difficult. Having to face reality is difficult. Life is difficult”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were sitting by the lake. I was listening to him, talking about his past life, regrets and hopes for the future. He was playing some Simple Plan on his blue lefty fender. I sang along with his perfect strumming. At the middle of the Untiltled Song, he stopped. And he started talking, or more to self-rambling talk, but I know he was &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; talking to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Is it true that some of our strength comes from suffering? That suffering hardships makes us stronger? That those of us who have never known a real hardship, and true suffering, cannot have the same strength as others, who have suffered much? And if that is true, does that not mean that your argument is the same thing as saying that we have to be weak to suffer, and we have to suffer to be strong, so we have to be weak to be strong?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sincerity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I saw that in him. He carried something in his eyes. He &amp;nbsp;carried such an honest, innocent heart. So much warmth, so much compassion. No, I’m not telling you a love story. I’m not telling you about the person I love. But I’m telling you how a person, who does not even matter to you, but has been taking care of you like it’s your last day, can be your source of inspiration. &lt;i&gt;Some sort of the purpose to continue life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Mira, I hope we'll be friends for life".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My heart smiled, and I whispered to myself, "Me too".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The night is quiet. The lights are gloom. The air is cold, quiet, calm.&amp;nbsp;I wish I could talk about last night. But it's almost impossible to write about something that I cannot entirely comprehend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you for your honesty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-7668571193288020455?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/7668571193288020455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=7668571193288020455&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7668571193288020455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7668571193288020455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2012/01/because-of-you-my-life-has-purpose.html' title='Because of you, my life has a purpose'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-2278177576152494299</id><published>2012-01-25T18:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T18:56:15.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DfOSunE6R-M/Tx_b7_zYS0I/AAAAAAAAMJA/fCZs2FZhQQI/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DfOSunE6R-M/Tx_b7_zYS0I/AAAAAAAAMJA/fCZs2FZhQQI/s320/016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I picked up the pencil, and deep in thought stood for a moment, holding it at either end, absently flexing the wood. It bent, and then snapped in two. The sound of splintering, cracking wood was satisfying in its finality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It was broken and could never be repaired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-2278177576152494299?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/2278177576152494299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=2278177576152494299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2278177576152494299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2278177576152494299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2012/01/failure.html' title='Failure'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sa_fuHtA1P0/Tx_ZS-ss06I/AAAAAAAAMH4/B6QlFUOZTyc/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-7402650097602510908</id><published>2012-01-25T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T18:19:03.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_DFM_-hMzgI/Tx_VwLTMXqI/AAAAAAAAMHw/pqC6D7yM7SU/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_DFM_-hMzgI/Tx_VwLTMXqI/AAAAAAAAMHw/pqC6D7yM7SU/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lix0aUXHYW8/Tx_VRI2eO0I/AAAAAAAAMHo/BzRsgiLoj68/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lix0aUXHYW8/Tx_VRI2eO0I/AAAAAAAAMHo/BzRsgiLoj68/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;if you know I'm no longer who I was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-7402650097602510908?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/7402650097602510908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=7402650097602510908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7402650097602510908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7402650097602510908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_DFM_-hMzgI/Tx_VwLTMXqI/AAAAAAAAMHw/pqC6D7yM7SU/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-999722529375796963</id><published>2012-01-23T02:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T02:28:14.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>I don't think I can handle another loss</title><content type='html'>You did not just break Captain's heart when you subbed Arsha for Ox.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DXi7iR-x3CM/TxxVHqzHUaI/AAAAAAAAMHE/ZKoRuf63_SM/s1600/rvpmanu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DXi7iR-x3CM/TxxVHqzHUaI/AAAAAAAAMHE/ZKoRuf63_SM/s320/rvpmanu.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you break our hearts too, Wenger. The fans of your team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-999722529375796963?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/999722529375796963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=999722529375796963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/999722529375796963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/999722529375796963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-dont-think-i-can-handle-another-loss.html' title='I don&apos;t think I can handle another loss'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DXi7iR-x3CM/TxxVHqzHUaI/AAAAAAAAMHE/ZKoRuf63_SM/s72-c/rvpmanu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-3755210469932350308</id><published>2012-01-22T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T00:57:01.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Hiding behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Your eyes are on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;your heart is taking care of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;if you see my best you keep it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;if you see my bad you spread it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wDiM6-Mo1bU/TxrrJlCNX3I/AAAAAAAAMG8/rTUdgLBUs7A/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wDiM6-Mo1bU/TxrrJlCNX3I/AAAAAAAAMG8/rTUdgLBUs7A/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hypocrites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-3755210469932350308?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/3755210469932350308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=3755210469932350308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/3755210469932350308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/3755210469932350308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2012/01/hiding-behind.html' title='Hiding behind'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wDiM6-Mo1bU/TxrrJlCNX3I/AAAAAAAAMG8/rTUdgLBUs7A/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-5799620140669361446</id><published>2012-01-20T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T22:51:18.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellness'/><title type='text'>Call me names</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The hardest thing about changing for the better is some people might won't believe it actually works on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zq1Xjzy4KLk/Txl9NTZrOMI/AAAAAAAAMGk/N9VSDkYsYSI/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zq1Xjzy4KLk/Txl9NTZrOMI/AAAAAAAAMGk/N9VSDkYsYSI/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I4VfbnGquWk/Txl9n2RBTcI/AAAAAAAAMGs/BMijrqg3Vdc/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I4VfbnGquWk/Txl9n2RBTcI/AAAAAAAAMGs/BMijrqg3Vdc/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9ThG9Zt7e8/Txl-ED9pQHI/AAAAAAAAMG0/KqRPssSCIAk/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9ThG9Zt7e8/Txl-ED9pQHI/AAAAAAAAMG0/KqRPssSCIAk/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes the&amp;nbsp;secret&amp;nbsp;is so painful, and buried in so deep, &lt;i&gt;that it becomes forgotten&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-5799620140669361446?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/5799620140669361446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=5799620140669361446&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5799620140669361446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5799620140669361446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2012/01/call-me-names.html' title='Call me names'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zq1Xjzy4KLk/Txl9NTZrOMI/AAAAAAAAMGk/N9VSDkYsYSI/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-6102465637180961789</id><published>2012-01-03T04:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T04:15:22.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>The start of school.. ended up with this</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N_GqCZ3d5Bg/TwIN1v5miDI/AAAAAAAAMF8/pkG3BTw3dLg/s1600/66.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N_GqCZ3d5Bg/TwIN1v5miDI/AAAAAAAAMF8/pkG3BTw3dLg/s320/66.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-btSRRAMC4tU/TwIN5Gw7EMI/AAAAAAAAMGM/nG_WGku-PCk/s1600/88.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-btSRRAMC4tU/TwIN5Gw7EMI/AAAAAAAAMGM/nG_WGku-PCk/s320/88.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was such a disgraceful game. There was only one team in the second half, and we don't deserve anything else but a loss. I'm sorry, but I don't think it's all the referee's, djorou's, and squillaci's faults. Arsene Wenger, it's your tactic that matters.&amp;nbsp;I’m trying not to let my anger and disappointment cloud my ability to stay rationale. Please just buy Podolski and get some defenders.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7kDUcCovtiU/TwIO3E_mSWI/AAAAAAAAMGY/izPHhhFuiYY/s1600/77.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7kDUcCovtiU/TwIO3E_mSWI/AAAAAAAAMGY/izPHhhFuiYY/s320/77.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The happiness of the players - that's all I want. Seeing the players happy makes me even more happy.&amp;nbsp;And this is the part where we blame everyone on the team…that isn’t named Robin Van Persie.&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/1693891057969838347-6102465637180961789?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/6102465637180961789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=6102465637180961789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6102465637180961789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6102465637180961789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2012/01/start-of-school-ended-up-with-this.html' title='The start of school.. ended up with this'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N_GqCZ3d5Bg/TwIN1v5miDI/AAAAAAAAMF8/pkG3BTw3dLg/s72-c/66.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-8313838274467473580</id><published>2012-01-01T02:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T02:47:06.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Everyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6LQZAEXL8PI/Tv9QJ7XG1qI/AAAAAAAAMEg/NJADPuqB0R4/s1600/103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6LQZAEXL8PI/Tv9QJ7XG1qI/AAAAAAAAMEg/NJADPuqB0R4/s320/103.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qbpJIw3RWw8/Tv9QcaZaPoI/AAAAAAAAMEo/8SvO0qKQ_uQ/s1600/104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qbpJIw3RWw8/Tv9QcaZaPoI/AAAAAAAAMEo/8SvO0qKQ_uQ/s320/104.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ch3rGxHqCQ/Tv9Q0GoldcI/AAAAAAAAMEw/vS4NJ3ggiqM/s1600/105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ch3rGxHqCQ/Tv9Q0GoldcI/AAAAAAAAMEw/vS4NJ3ggiqM/s320/105.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Maybe someday you'll see me running from reality. Because I'm not firming a grip anymore. I let the life leads me to anywhere. Even the very end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-8313838274467473580?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/8313838274467473580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=8313838274467473580&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8313838274467473580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8313838274467473580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2012/01/everyday.html' title='Everyday'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6LQZAEXL8PI/Tv9QJ7XG1qI/AAAAAAAAMEg/NJADPuqB0R4/s72-c/103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-4693875164380605630</id><published>2011-12-31T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T00:57:34.697+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-STEB5XA9q0Q/Tv3rDqpKOxI/AAAAAAAAMEM/pJOwtYRJTII/s320/DSC_0438.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-44oJYzMRPaI/Tv3snwPsefI/AAAAAAAAMEU/DBKL_5hxJI8/s1600/DSC_0441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-44oJYzMRPaI/Tv3snwPsefI/AAAAAAAAMEU/DBKL_5hxJI8/s320/DSC_0441.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;time in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-4693875164380605630?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/4693875164380605630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=4693875164380605630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4693875164380605630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4693875164380605630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iLNgawIDQBo/Tv3p4kwgqTI/AAAAAAAAMD8/KYJ3e5UaSV0/s72-c/DSC_0401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-8603639526620607761</id><published>2011-12-28T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T02:01:55.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Honestly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When a team plays against Arsenal, suddenly their goal keeper turns into the best in the world.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VyOj-IwZfgw/TvoCHjfVNDI/AAAAAAAAMDo/MekwZdoWPfw/s1600/---.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VyOj-IwZfgw/TvoCHjfVNDI/AAAAAAAAMDo/MekwZdoWPfw/s320/---.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SIdb9f8UNJw/TvoCJK14HlI/AAAAAAAAMDw/iZIv5CwriGM/s1600/----.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SIdb9f8UNJw/TvoCJK14HlI/AAAAAAAAMDw/iZIv5CwriGM/s320/----.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;espn news&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was proud of the boys, no lies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But you guys need to stop doing this to me, Arsenal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WE NEED PODOLSKI. I mean, really.&amp;nbsp;and Gotze too, Wenger. Not a freaking teenager, not a cheap-signing striker.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;But matured ones, mentally and physically.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-8603639526620607761?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/8603639526620607761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=8603639526620607761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8603639526620607761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8603639526620607761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/honestly.html' title='Honestly'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VyOj-IwZfgw/TvoCHjfVNDI/AAAAAAAAMDo/MekwZdoWPfw/s72-c/---.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-6578943044437929958</id><published>2011-12-26T03:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T03:05:33.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's meaningless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ycTM6U4y-eM/TvddgLjt84I/AAAAAAAAMDU/h0E0IWJ2_dg/s1600/097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ycTM6U4y-eM/TvddgLjt84I/AAAAAAAAMDU/h0E0IWJ2_dg/s320/097.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t6q4WurDRyU/Tvdd7JWnItI/AAAAAAAAMDc/tyF20TO5A8w/s1600/098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t6q4WurDRyU/Tvdd7JWnItI/AAAAAAAAMDc/tyF20TO5A8w/s320/098.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am touched when the ones I don't even know wished me on my birthday, while the one who once promised would die for me DOES NOT EVEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-6578943044437929958?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/6578943044437929958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=6578943044437929958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6578943044437929958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6578943044437929958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-meaningless_26.html' title='It&apos;s meaningless'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ycTM6U4y-eM/TvddgLjt84I/AAAAAAAAMDU/h0E0IWJ2_dg/s72-c/097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-8876268848981880691</id><published>2011-12-26T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T18:27:45.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scallywags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother-Tounge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The tears of happiness</title><content type='html'>Out of all the birthday wishes I received, these are ones that made me cry. Ya Allah, thanks for giving me the chance to know these creatures. May you guys live in His blessings. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum Ina. Happy Birthday :D May Allah bless you. Aku mintk maaf, selama kau hidup 14 tahun ni  aku rasa aku tak pernah jadi best friend kau yg betul2 best friend punya. aku tak tahu apa dah jadi kat kau, apa yg kau dah lalui. Tapi based on apa yg aku nampak, dah banyak benda yg kau buat tapi aku tak tahu and kau dah byk change for good. I'm glad and aku hope kau dapat bimbing aku dalam Islam. Aku igt lagi kalau kau ni ada masalah, aku ni asyik nasihat je tp tak tolong pun kau selesaikan. Sebab tu je yg aku mampu. Sebab kau tak cerita apa masalahnya dan aku pun tak menanya. Sorry. Ina, aku rasa bertuah sgt sbb dapat kenal kau, gaduh dgn kau, and jadi bff aku. Aku rasa bertuah sgt sbb sejauh mana pun kau, kau tetap igt kat kitorang. Ina, aku sayang gila kat kau. Tak sanggup aku nak tengok kau sedih, ada masalah. Maybe aku tak boleh always ada untuk kau, tapi Allah ada. Ina, ingat, bersyukur dan hargai apa yang kita ada sebelum Allah ambil drpd kita. Aku bersyukur sebab ada org yang aku percaya boleh jagakan kau, yg boleh ceritakan apa yg jadi kat kau kalau kau sendiri tak nak cerita kat aku. Hehe. Thank you sbb kau selalu layan kitorang, layan kitorang mcm biasa, although dah lama tak jumpa. Bagi aku kau ni perfect walaupun aku tahu yg perfection isn't an existence. Lastly, jangan lupa cakap thank you dekat Allah sbb dah 14 tahun kau hidup. ILYSM XD -Shima&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Her name is Ina Amira. So she's finally 14 today! She's been my friend for a long long time. We've been friends since kindergarten. She's a smart girl and she's so gifted. By that I meant very gifted. Music, arts and sports are passion. A gooner for life. Love debating, has her own opinions on everything (smart and true ones, of course), she plays basketball, she loves photography, writes wonderful quotes and poems, loves drawing, and she plays guitar. Genius, I could say? Haha. I don't have much to talk about so I'm gonna end this here, my battery is draining anyway. So happy birthday, Ina! May Allah bless you always, and looking forward to meeting you soon lol. Happy Birthday! ☺ -Blackmafia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Si cantik si comel si gojes si pandai si cool omg you're so cool Ina I suka stalk you keh keh noying tak buat pengakuan cenggini? muehehe -Sheera&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;KING! Despite kau ni bajet, suka poyo dengan aku, suka sakitkan hati aku, suka show off kau lagi updated, suka buat aku nangis, suka tak dgr cakap aku, suka rasa kau paling bagus, kau tetap kawan aku yg muda setahun dunia akhirat YO KING! Have a blast! saye mu :D -Bak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First time aku jumpa awek pakai tudung skate , I know that girl was different . yes , sebab dah jatuh tapi still buat muka bajet cool . tengok muka kau , sesiapa pun boleh tau la kau ni sombong . tapi silap kalau tengok muka je tapi tak kenal . kau the only person yg cakap aku ni lain , sebab aku bengap . sebab aku ikut perasan sekali kalau kau perasan . Kelakar bila ramai org ingat kita couple , padahal kalau aku dekat sikit dengan kau pun kau dah bising , kan ? Ramai jugak orang cakap yg kau ni take aku for granted . Cari aku just for certain cases je , mcm nak kena buat lagu ke , nak cari a shoulder to cry on ke . Tapi pada aku tak . We play it fair and square , kan ? Kau baik dengan aku , aku baik dengan kau . Tapi katakanlah one day kau buat taik kat aku pun , aku still anggap kau kawan aku dunia akhirat . Adik aku . Sebab apa ina ? sebab kalau tak ada kau , tak adalah aku yg bangang ni . kau tau tak , dulu before aku jumpa kau , i lost hopes in life . ye la , nak consider kan family aku yg dah hancur , aku ni pulak dulu jenis pendam je so I didn’t have much friends . tapi bila jumpa kau , my life is colored . hidup aku sunyi mmg sunyi , but it is colored with your voice , your laughs yang mcm setan tu , your smiles . kau buat aku appreciate life . kau buat aku rasa nak hidup . kau buat aku igt yg aku selalu ada Allah bila aku lupakan Dia .  aku tak kisah la kalau kau tak penah nak confess aku ni penting dalam hidup kau . sebab aku tau aku penting. Kalau tak , mana lagi kau nak curahkan perasaan kan , mana lagi kau nak lepas kan geram kau kalau bukan dekat aku . and setiap kali kau bg tau aku yang aku ni pemegang terbesar rahsia rahsion kau , aku terharu . sebab org yg secretive mcm kau sanggup berkongsi dengan aku yg tak pandai simpan rahsia ni . tapi apa2 pun ina , segala budi jasa baik tak baik kau , Allah je king mampu balas . Happy Birthday , Ina . Have a blast . Kau kawan aku dunia akhirat , ingat tu . -Dan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;YAW KING :) Yo the awesomest person on Earth. Tak pernah aku jumpa orang yang berani langgar perintah aku! Haha but anyway, remember kau tu gifted, talented, ed ed seangkatannya, jangan sesekali salah gunakan all your kelebihans tu, Allah boleh tarik bila2 masa dia nak ina. So, Happy 14th la yaww. May your life full of His blessings, aku tau one day kau akan succeed. Hold my words, King :) -Daju&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;INA MY DARLING &amp;lt;3 Hmm kesian kau. Ramai org label kau lesbian sebab aku kan? Haha honest confession, Ina, I am a lesbian tapi pada aku kau kakak aku. Okay? Walaupun birthday kau bru muncul hari ni, tp sesungguhnya kau sgt sgt sgt la lg matang dari aku yg childish ni. So far sumpah ko sorg je yg berani tampar aku bila aku hyper! Hahaha aku nak kau selalu igt, kau selalu dalam hati aku forever and always. Aku sayang kau. Tak kesah kalau kau tak sayang aku tapi nanti aku sedih la. Hihi king, ILYSM HAVE A BLAST K SAYANG? LOVE YA. -Sophea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ko ni awesome actually. Handsome pun ade. Hahaha aku nak awek mcm kau, tp kurang siket eh retardness tu. Have a blast, king! We wish you all the best, okay? –Ejam&amp;amp;Zarul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ina Amira, a girl with the most breathtaking smile you will ever see. She's smart, drop dead gorgeous and incredibly funny. She's different, very different. She has this one thing when I talk to her about my problems I felt that as if the problems were never exist. She helped me a lot this year. I told her everything about my life and she listened to it all. She's a good listener. She doesn't understand what I was going through but I know she tried. She knows a lot about life, although she's only fourteen. She inspires me a lot and she's there when I need someone to talk to. Ina, if you're reading this then I want you to know how much I thank Allah for meeting me with someone like you. You're one in a million, Ina. You're different and unique in a good way. You are the friend everyone wishes to have and you are mine. If you feel down and all, just let it out to me. You know I'll be there for you. Although we're not in the same class nor the same dorm but I hope we will be as close as we used too. You're one of the reasons why I'm going to miss 2011. You're one of the reasons I move on in life. You're one of the reasons why I still have hopes in life. You're one of the reasons why I don't give up. You're one of the reasons why I smile. Happy Birthday Ina. You make the world something I deserve too :') -Iqa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wlupun kau tk pernah pandang aku sebelah mate, apetah lg appreciate aku, kau tetap the worst singer in the world! Haha ustazah paling best di duniee! Haha happy birthday , kiddo! Remember aku tua, hormat aku ok? Kau awesome!! Jom layan dota! ahahaha -Fariq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kau banyak ubah hidup aku. Kau banyak suruh aku nangis bila aku sedih. Kau banyak suruh aku gelak bila aku tak ada reason untuk gelak. Kau selalu marah aku bila aku marah orang lain. Kau selalu nangis sebab aku bila aku kena kutuk. Kau selalu lawan cakap aku bila kau memang salah. Kau selalu pertahankan ego kau sebab kau nak menang dengan aku. Kau memang jahat. Kau memang tak boleh harap kadang-kadang. Kau lah king, kau lah boss. Semuanya kau. Tapi aku tak menyesal jumpa kau, Ina. Sebab kalau aku tak jumpa kau, tak mustahil aku dah dimamah bumi weh. Honestly kau manusia paling perfect pernah aku jumpa, don’t deny. Kau satu satunya org yang sanggup korbankan kebahagiaan sendiri demi orang lain. Satu-satunya orang yang sanggup tak senyum sebab kawan kau sedih. Satu-satunya kawan aku yg appreciate her friends more than everything. Ina, aku tak kisah org nak kata kau lesbian ke, anti-social ke, sebab aku tau your love is one faith thing yang confirm orang lain tak ada. You’ve been hurt a lot, and it brings you to who you are today, kan? Happy Birthday Ina, May Allah Bless you forever and always. I love you. I need you. Yes. I do. -Fyaa&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/1693891057969838347-8876268848981880691?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/8876268848981880691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=8876268848981880691&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8876268848981880691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8876268848981880691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-meaningless.html' title='The tears of happiness'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-1601955466756319113</id><published>2011-12-24T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T01:36:18.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Having you around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vUAIu9q37ww/TvVkZzHwBjI/AAAAAAAAMC8/SwjiRZI-Kd4/s1600/087.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vUAIu9q37ww/TvVkZzHwBjI/AAAAAAAAMC8/SwjiRZI-Kd4/s320/087.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have you around&lt;br /&gt;not because it's&amp;nbsp;convenient&lt;br /&gt;not because I'm poor&lt;br /&gt;not because everyone else is having friends&lt;br /&gt;not because I'm bored and lonely&lt;br /&gt;but because I want you to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-1601955466756319113?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/1601955466756319113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=1601955466756319113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/1601955466756319113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/1601955466756319113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/having-you-around.html' title='Having you around'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vUAIu9q37ww/TvVkZzHwBjI/AAAAAAAAMC8/SwjiRZI-Kd4/s72-c/087.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-4289875940324270624</id><published>2011-12-24T01:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T01:11:22.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Change the heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hYWt_x6aim8/TvTAWS2X6_I/AAAAAAAAMCg/4J4JUDnECss/s1600/DSC_3816.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hYWt_x6aim8/TvTAWS2X6_I/AAAAAAAAMCg/4J4JUDnECss/s320/DSC_3816.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O3IY10wZ3aM/TvTAXIuaM3I/AAAAAAAAMCk/M0FSupPOlyI/s1600/DSC_9026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O3IY10wZ3aM/TvTAXIuaM3I/AAAAAAAAMCk/M0FSupPOlyI/s320/DSC_9026.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It warms my heart seeing young, talented musicians being able to do what they love and having people appreciate them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A sense of peace and melancholic serenity.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k5wyx4-WY_w/TvYHj8KODMI/AAAAAAAAMDI/Bt5JMj35ows/s1600/IMG-5588.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k5wyx4-WY_w/TvYHj8KODMI/AAAAAAAAMDI/Bt5JMj35ows/s320/IMG-5588.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will we ever know what is light if there is no darkness?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will we ever appreciate life if there is no death?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will we ever truly feel love if there is no suffering?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will we treasure something truly beautiful if nothing before it is ugly?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will we find our&amp;nbsp;soul mate&amp;nbsp;if we have never met all the wrong ones?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will we ever know what is real if we have never dreamt?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will we ever have faith if we have never lost it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To realize our bad, and promise to never do it again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But then again, we're only humans in the end.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;The Pair, Dec 23 2011]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Helped by few pals. Inspired by the beautiful &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fe8qRj12OhY" target="_blank"&gt;Azan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've never heard of any sound, any song, any music, more beautiful than that. And I know I'll never hear anything else that will sound any more beautiful than that. Subhanallah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-4289875940324270624?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/4289875940324270624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=4289875940324270624&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4289875940324270624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4289875940324270624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/change-heart.html' title='Change the heart'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hYWt_x6aim8/TvTAWS2X6_I/AAAAAAAAMCg/4J4JUDnECss/s72-c/DSC_3816.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-619081099443934768</id><published>2011-12-22T00:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T02:50:34.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellness'/><title type='text'>Used to the pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-899w8Ypa1gQ/TvIF9GWc6WI/AAAAAAAAMCM/zvuOEmiinLU/s1600/084.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-899w8Ypa1gQ/TvIF9GWc6WI/AAAAAAAAMCM/zvuOEmiinLU/s320/084.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o1XWc0pYVQk/TvIF_011_zI/AAAAAAAAMCU/JppXZgaiWc8/s1600/086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o1XWc0pYVQk/TvIF_011_zI/AAAAAAAAMCU/JppXZgaiWc8/s320/086.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5bSEDz1yH_g/TvIFvLhszsI/AAAAAAAAMCE/J09eCYbX8Tk/s1600/083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5bSEDz1yH_g/TvIFvLhszsI/AAAAAAAAMCE/J09eCYbX8Tk/s320/083.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Allah gives us the great way of life. Being somebody when nobody wanted to be around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been raining heavily for the past one week or two.&amp;nbsp;It seems like it knows that my heart is pouring heavily inside too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I tried to live as normal as possible, enduring the new changes in my life, following the flow. But somehow, it seems temporary. I might be laughing and smiling among friends, but when I'm all alone, it gets really quiet and lonely.  I avoid seeing the people I  know.&lt;i&gt; It feels empty&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;How long more will it rain? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can hear the world yawning. Things&amp;nbsp;aren't&amp;nbsp;really so bad. &lt;i&gt;Just me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The life doesn't lead me anywhere except the end.  I believe Allah keeps on making me go through these rough roads, because He knows I can face it.   Allah knows I have a strong heart. I know I do too. &lt;i&gt;Or did.&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;I used to be a person with a strong heart, someone who never whine. But I just shoved that person away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'd like to walk away from everything, and never wake up. I don't know how long I can bare the pain that I've buried inside.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let me go through this rain with head held up high, because I deserve it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-619081099443934768?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/619081099443934768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=619081099443934768&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/619081099443934768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/619081099443934768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/used-to-pain.html' title='Used to the pain'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-899w8Ypa1gQ/TvIF9GWc6WI/AAAAAAAAMCM/zvuOEmiinLU/s72-c/084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-7381962312823221734</id><published>2011-12-19T02:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T20:46:57.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>White and red</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who’s that team we all adore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they’re the boys in red and white,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and they fight with all their might&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WE LOVE YOU ARSENAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aq95MTzkLf8/Tu4uiVi0KDI/AAAAAAAAMB0/vDojaWe5tyQ/s1600/-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aq95MTzkLf8/Tu4uiVi0KDI/AAAAAAAAMB0/vDojaWe5tyQ/s320/-.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tumblr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It was frustrating to see how you boys played, seemed without chemistry at all. Theo was missing in action, Arshavin and Chamakh were lost, Rambo was too worried, Song was too confident, and Djorou as well was bad. But Verma and Sczs are my men of the match. Despite the result, I think we played our best, just a bit unlucky not to grab the 3 points. It's not all about winning, it's about playing, remember? &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Joe Hart played with passion, really.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fWTx8uGBGtQ/Tu5Basds5ZI/AAAAAAAAMB8/7czUOp0ytyg/s1600/-%253D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fWTx8uGBGtQ/Tu5Basds5ZI/AAAAAAAAMB8/7czUOp0ytyg/s320/-%253D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;and as always, the most disgrace referee award goes to Phil Dowd. &lt;i&gt;He loves yellow cards. &lt;/i&gt;and well well, if it isn't a handball... I supposed I need an explanation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-7381962312823221734?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/7381962312823221734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=7381962312823221734&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7381962312823221734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7381962312823221734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/white-and-red.html' title='White and red'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aq95MTzkLf8/Tu4uiVi0KDI/AAAAAAAAMB0/vDojaWe5tyQ/s72-c/-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-5141876210069246487</id><published>2011-12-17T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T14:08:07.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>We are led here by heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NS9Do-drDdY/TutsIDCv5dI/AAAAAAAAMBQ/QP63ms-Fqiw/s1600/-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="259" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NS9Do-drDdY/TutsIDCv5dI/AAAAAAAAMBQ/QP63ms-Fqiw/s320/-.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qKipoxksbCA/TutsJb--qRI/AAAAAAAAMBY/tHp1ldpEwLs/s1600/--.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qKipoxksbCA/TutsJb--qRI/AAAAAAAAMBY/tHp1ldpEwLs/s320/--.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B7iIuyGLEaQ/TutsKo4Qi5I/AAAAAAAAMBc/HhWkWStK0LI/s1600/---.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B7iIuyGLEaQ/TutsKo4Qi5I/AAAAAAAAMBc/HhWkWStK0LI/s320/---.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lz1_FVqP43I/TuwxlWo6l8I/AAAAAAAAMBo/Ta8cvXQBPds/s1600/-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lz1_FVqP43I/TuwxlWo6l8I/AAAAAAAAMBo/Ta8cvXQBPds/s320/-.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;BRING IT ON YOU GUN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-5141876210069246487?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/5141876210069246487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=5141876210069246487&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5141876210069246487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5141876210069246487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-are-led-here-by-heart.html' title='We are led here by heart'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NS9Do-drDdY/TutsIDCv5dI/AAAAAAAAMBQ/QP63ms-Fqiw/s72-c/-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-1052264983842483430</id><published>2011-12-14T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T00:32:59.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother-Tounge'/><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CMMcnnJrUtc/TuhcmxeqIJI/AAAAAAAAMBI/Td5nF3GxfUs/s1600/074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CMMcnnJrUtc/TuhcmxeqIJI/AAAAAAAAMBI/Td5nF3GxfUs/s320/074.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is there anything wrong with your eyes?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, ada air yang sentiasa keluar mengalir.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Langit tak selalunya cerah, pokok tak selalunya hijau. Mungkin pada saat ini, di mana langit sedang menahan air yang terkandung di dalamnya dari tumpah membasahi bumi, ingin menunjukkan bahawa dia kuat untuk menahan setiap apa yang tersirat di dalam, tidak akan bertahan lama. Macam aku. Mungkin jika hujan turun sebentar nanti, aku baru kenal erti kehidupan. Kehidupan yang menyakitkan. Yang menyiksakan. Aku pun tak tahu, mungkin aku agak terkilan juga bila rasa semua orang buat tak perasan yang aku kini sendiri, cuba bangun dari pelbagai cabaran dunia yang tak pernah adil untuk aku. Banyak kali aku bangun bila aku jatuh, tak kira apa cabaran pun, aku akan bangun dan teruskan semuanya. Tapi kali ni aku bukan jatuh biasa. Kali ni mungkin aku boleh cakap yang aku dah pun jatuh tersungkur, tenggelam dalam lubuk busuk ciptaan orang sekeliling aku. Kejatuhan yang menyakitkan. Aku cuba bangun gagahkan diri, tapi tetap tak terbangun gagah seperti dulu. Dah macam-macam aku redah tapi aku tak pernah rasa kalah macam ni. Dah macam macam dah. Berkali-kali aku cuba bangun, berkali-kali juga aku cuba dijatuhkan. Cukuplah dengan semua ini. Boleh tak aku cakap aku dah muak dengan permainan dunia&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;yang aku tak pernah sertai, tetapi terperangkap dengan semua ni? Dua pilihan yang mungkin Allah bagi pada aku sekarang ni, "Give up, or fight back even though I can't win it anyway". Aku dah penat jadi sampah yang dipijak.&amp;nbsp;Aku nak tunjukkan pada dunia aku kuat. Walaupun tanpa tangan aku dipimpin, walaupun dengan hati aku dihiris. Tapi aku tak kuat. Aku tak kuat, Ya Allah. Aku lemah. Aku kerdil. Kenapa aku?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-1052264983842483430?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/1052264983842483430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=1052264983842483430&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/1052264983842483430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/1052264983842483430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CMMcnnJrUtc/TuhcmxeqIJI/AAAAAAAAMBI/Td5nF3GxfUs/s72-c/074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-2868580128208603917</id><published>2011-12-11T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T19:52:04.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I can't stand the pain, I can't make it go away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T5a-SPSrUTM/TuSWjWto1kI/AAAAAAAAMA4/taRh4C2m5uo/s1600/078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T5a-SPSrUTM/TuSWjWto1kI/AAAAAAAAMA4/taRh4C2m5uo/s320/078.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Call on your Lord with humility and in private: for Allah loveth not those who trespass beyond bounds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Al-A'raaf 7:55&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iTUPMVbv4K4/TuSWobnpfLI/AAAAAAAAMBA/XHyBdtC1gxc/s1600/079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iTUPMVbv4K4/TuSWobnpfLI/AAAAAAAAMBA/XHyBdtC1gxc/s320/079.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pandanglah aku dengan pandangan rahmatMu, Ya Allah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-2868580128208603917?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/2868580128208603917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=2868580128208603917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2868580128208603917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2868580128208603917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-cant-stand-pain-i-cant-make-it-go.html' title='I can&apos;t stand the pain, I can&apos;t make it go away'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T5a-SPSrUTM/TuSWjWto1kI/AAAAAAAAMA4/taRh4C2m5uo/s72-c/078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-3805199906997468012</id><published>2011-12-11T18:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T18:41:23.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Top 4 - It's nice to see you again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn269/ina_ali/titi.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6vbWBSDumB0" target="_blank"&gt;the video&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;“I never thought in my wildest dreams that I would have a statue like this in front of the stadium of the team I love and support. The way the statue is, gives the perfect example of the love I have for the club — me kneeling facing the Emirates Stadium and Highbury behind is amazing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"From the bottom of my heart, thank you Arsenal FC" -Thierry Henry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Honestly, I miss Nasri and Cesc both. I miss seeing them on field. I miss fab's fabulous goals. I miss seeing Nasri prayed in the fitting room before a match. How I wish Nasri had a very very high respect and deep love towards Arsenal. Like our legend. How.I.wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn269/ina_ali/keeperrvp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPdM5MsdBck/TuSDj6dWkKI/AAAAAAAAMAw/wC3psZXpwWg/s1600/heh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPdM5MsdBck/TuSDj6dWkKI/AAAAAAAAMAw/wC3psZXpwWg/s320/heh.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That’s our keeper showing &amp;nbsp;gratitude on behalf of the Gooners worldwide. (One more goal and Persie beats the record for goals scored in a calendar year, which is currently held by Alan Shearer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn269/ina_ali/teamceleb.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tumblr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember in the beginning of the season, when people thought that Arsenal was done for? Remember when people said that they’d never make it to the top of the table?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I never lied when I said &lt;b&gt;I AM PROUD TO BE A GUNNER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-3805199906997468012?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/3805199906997468012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=3805199906997468012&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/3805199906997468012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/3805199906997468012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/top-4-its-nice-to-see-you-again.html' title='Top 4 - It&apos;s nice to see you again'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPdM5MsdBck/TuSDj6dWkKI/AAAAAAAAMAw/wC3psZXpwWg/s72-c/heh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-2419567427317352051</id><published>2011-12-08T16:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T17:25:16.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicky bb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Nothing changed</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NAujgc5jjQ/TuB3rFImw2I/AAAAAAAAMAQ/4kwse5TCnsU/s1600/nicccky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NAujgc5jjQ/TuB3rFImw2I/AAAAAAAAMAQ/4kwse5TCnsU/s320/nicccky.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--3r9dgepTW8/TuB3tx1otsI/AAAAAAAAMAY/H0EETKzDfGk/s1600/nick.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--3r9dgepTW8/TuB3tx1otsI/AAAAAAAAMAY/H0EETKzDfGk/s320/nick.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQj62U51z7I/TuB3v0sktoI/AAAAAAAAMAg/Ps6JlBLButk/s1600/nickky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQj62U51z7I/TuB3v0sktoI/AAAAAAAAMAg/Ps6JlBLButk/s320/nickky.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rafoz0vhQoY/TuB3zeHnQ2I/AAAAAAAAMAo/LgQft-ocRFs/s1600/nicky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rafoz0vhQoY/TuB3zeHnQ2I/AAAAAAAAMAo/LgQft-ocRFs/s320/nicky.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Van Persie had a﻿ fight with Vermaelen, now he is at Arsenal.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Van Persie had a fight with Arteta, now he is at Arsenal.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Van Persie, please have a fight with Gotze and Hazard now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;via ArsenalFan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We lost to Olympiacos but yet still managed to knock them out of competition. &amp;nbsp;Enjoy Europa League, City and Manutd.&amp;nbsp;Gunners is in CL, still. Life is beautiful, isn't it, Ferguson?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maybe I’m biased but I’d rather use Nick as Robin’s back-up than Chamakh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-2419567427317352051?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/2419567427317352051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=2419567427317352051&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2419567427317352051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2419567427317352051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/nothing-changed.html' title='Nothing changed'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NAujgc5jjQ/TuB3rFImw2I/AAAAAAAAMAQ/4kwse5TCnsU/s72-c/nicccky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-6739331411013111260</id><published>2011-12-07T01:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T01:48:02.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother-Tounge'/><title type='text'>Live smart, not hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S89kZD9pBIc/Tt5RMFK5GvI/AAAAAAAAMAI/ygwJuLqj15A/s1600/DSC_0173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S89kZD9pBIc/Tt5RMFK5GvI/AAAAAAAAMAI/ygwJuLqj15A/s320/DSC_0173.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My life a couple of weeks has consisted of paintbrushes, calm music, movies with family, late-night drinks while watching football, attempts to study Science, everything seems to be looking up, I’ve been having a pretty good week, despite some problems which I’d rather not talk about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to breathe the fresh air, I want to hear the sound of the waves, I want to see the good scenery. But the world is a place which consists a lot of things. Be it, good ones or bad ones. We can’t always blame the bad ones; where’d the nice ones come from without the bad ones? Life does not always work as how you wish it would. Live smart, not hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some people work so hard for attentions. Well yes of course, that is what attention seekers do. I’m tired of people these days. I am not a nice person, I don’t deserve to be called as an angel. But what is happening to the world now? What happened to the creatures in it? It was yesterday when I was in a bookstore, and I saw a kid cried so badly while holding a book (&lt;i&gt;which I think costs around RM5 or 6&lt;/i&gt;). He was crying so hard, shouting and begging his mother to get him that particular book and you know that woman DID NOT even look at her kid, pretending like she did not know where did the kid come from, and ignored him. &lt;i&gt;I almost cried, really&lt;/i&gt;. I can't figure out how a person could be so heartless, and did not get touch by the tears of an innocent kid. I wanted to come to the kid, and console him, give him some bucks to pay for the book so I won’t see any tears, I won’t see a kid, screaming, just.for.a.book. But I wasn't strong enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What’s happening to us, Malaysians nowadays? What’s happening to our languages, what’s happening to our respects towards the older ones? What’s happening to Anak Melayu, Islam, pakai tudung, pegang&amp;nbsp;tangan, dengan lelaki, bukan mahram, sekarang? &lt;i&gt;Belambak tepi jalan&lt;/i&gt;. What’s up with that? Where do you guys put your dignity, as a Muslimah at? Wait, muslimah eh? Nak kata Islam, rambut karat. Nak kata tak Islam, pakai tudung. Pegang tangan dengan lelaki pulak tu. Tak tau lah kalau baya-baya aku dah kahwin. Hebat. I’m sorry if my words are harsh, and if you think I am a nobody to say this, please think again. I’m not saying this because this is my blog so I can say anything I want, no. But I’m saying this because I’m sick of this life. In fact I don’t even think that every single one of us is accepted in life. I want a better life and even though you think you aren't a part of my life, you're wrong. We were born to correct each other, it's a responsibility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Talking about tudung. I’ve seen many comments, or critics, on people wearing tudung. Honestly, susah nak jadi sempurna. Besar kemungkinan tak akan dapat jadi sempurna pun, as perfection isn’t an existence. Tapi tak salah kalau berubah untuk kebaikan. A friend of mine, Bak asked me ‘Free-free je lah kan pakai tudung kalau nampak kaki?’ Well, yes. Jangan pandang rendah soal aurat. Bila aku tengok myspace aku dulu pun aku terfikir, kenapa dulu aku tayang rambut free free je. But then I learnt. Never take ‘I am not ready’ as a reason. Lopek alasan tu. ‘Tak dapat hidayah’, whatever. I’m not assuming orang yang tak tutup aurat ni aren’t scared of God, I understand if they’re not ready to make certain decisions. Tapi satu benda, hidayah tu tak datang dengan sendiri. Kita yang kena cari. Macam kalau handphone hilang, kita cari. Sebab ada banyak contacts dalam phone tu, penting. Sama juga dengan hidayah, kita kena cari hidayah Allah, sebab ada banyak petunjuk dalam tu, penting. Tapi overall aku rasa siapa yang assume orang tak pakai tudung ni have bad personalities, get a life. Never judge people, we are all humans, remember? Dan jangan pandang terlalu tinggi pada orang yang pakai tudung ni. Setiap orang ada kelemahan dan kekurangan, let’s change for the better, shall we? Untuk akhirat. Untuk Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Ya Allah Ya Tuhanku, Kau lembutkan lah hati kaum hawa di muka bumi ini, terutamanya rakan-rakanku yang mana masih belum sempurna auratnya, untuk mereka suatu hari nanti, terbukalah pintu hati mereka bagi menyempurnakan seruanmu, Ya Allah”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-6739331411013111260?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/6739331411013111260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=6739331411013111260&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6739331411013111260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6739331411013111260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/live-smart-not-hard.html' title='Live smart, not hard'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S89kZD9pBIc/Tt5RMFK5GvI/AAAAAAAAMAI/ygwJuLqj15A/s72-c/DSC_0173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-6721029817003651941</id><published>2011-12-06T14:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T15:07:20.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellness'/><title type='text'>Create. Not imitate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OC0SGdZkgog/Tt29dS2WRbI/AAAAAAAAMAA/awhFfWo2mKY/s1600/064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OC0SGdZkgog/Tt29dS2WRbI/AAAAAAAAMAA/awhFfWo2mKY/s320/064.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Honestly, I’d be happy if any of my words or pictures inspires people. I’m glad and grateful if what I do, or what I write is an example or an inspiration. Everything that I write, or every picture that I uploaded, here, or anywhere on the net, is to express my feelings, as well as to give out my opinions based on what I observed. I know everyone deserves to speak, but if you claim something that is not yours as yours, I don’t think it’s a good idea.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Words and pictures are my boyfriends. I bet you know how it feels like if your boyfriend is stolen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope I made myself clear. I’m saying this not because I feel like a celebrity and you are anything you are that you have to take MY properties, no. But I’m saying this because I am sure you can do better things without having to take my things, enough if they could inspire you. This is the nicest way I can figure out to convey on what I feel, so no hard feelings alright? Things would be better without me, or my things, wouldn’t they? Um and anyway, I only watermarked pictures that I took myself or I purchased anywhere on the net, so feel free to ask if you want the original pictures.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-6721029817003651941?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/6721029817003651941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=6721029817003651941&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6721029817003651941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6721029817003651941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/create-not-imitate.html' title='Create. Not imitate.'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OC0SGdZkgog/Tt29dS2WRbI/AAAAAAAAMAA/awhFfWo2mKY/s72-c/064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-7825579060510736657</id><published>2011-12-04T10:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T11:12:43.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Chanting loud and proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcgrdEdphYI/Ttrj8TduytI/AAAAAAAAL_4/UuedNt255k0/s1600/wigan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcgrdEdphYI/Ttrj8TduytI/AAAAAAAAL_4/UuedNt255k0/s320/wigan.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn269/ina_ali/wigan2.gif" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tumblr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At final whistle, Szczesny came to fans, put his finger to lips. &lt;i&gt;We were all quiet&lt;/i&gt;. Then he started singing 'We're by far the greatest team' :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-7825579060510736657?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/7825579060510736657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=7825579060510736657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7825579060510736657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7825579060510736657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/chanting-loud-and-proud.html' title='Chanting loud and proud'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcgrdEdphYI/Ttrj8TduytI/AAAAAAAAL_4/UuedNt255k0/s72-c/wigan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-621216776130890868</id><published>2011-12-03T01:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T01:44:32.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellness'/><title type='text'>If you leave me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kG2ht_8Tckw/TtkNejjWG-I/AAAAAAAAL_g/S4A9S8r77co/s1600/063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kG2ht_8Tckw/TtkNejjWG-I/AAAAAAAAL_g/S4A9S8r77co/s320/063.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RAenDHYbOwc/TtkNldWcBGI/AAAAAAAAL_o/6RnfEs68OJo/s1600/067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RAenDHYbOwc/TtkNldWcBGI/AAAAAAAAL_o/6RnfEs68OJo/s320/067.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-18crtSeOylU/TtkN3JIU5kI/AAAAAAAAL_w/uGrwjxmQ8LU/s1600/066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-18crtSeOylU/TtkN3JIU5kI/AAAAAAAAL_w/uGrwjxmQ8LU/s320/066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can I come too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-621216776130890868?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/621216776130890868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=621216776130890868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/621216776130890868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/621216776130890868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/12/if-you-leave-me.html' title='If you leave me'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kG2ht_8Tckw/TtkNejjWG-I/AAAAAAAAL_g/S4A9S8r77co/s72-c/063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-2551601525250373728</id><published>2011-11-30T16:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T16:47:46.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>You made your bed, and now you're lying on it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TW2LxHCagRY/TtXssrDS1FI/AAAAAAAAL_Y/CWLcjaWf1Po/s1600/%253D%253D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TW2LxHCagRY/TtXssrDS1FI/AAAAAAAAL_Y/CWLcjaWf1Po/s320/%253D%253D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We played with passion, with heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WE WERE BORN GUNNERS, REMEMBER?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-2551601525250373728?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/2551601525250373728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=2551601525250373728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2551601525250373728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2551601525250373728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-made-your-bed-and-now-youre-lying.html' title='You made your bed, and now you&apos;re lying on it'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TW2LxHCagRY/TtXssrDS1FI/AAAAAAAAL_Y/CWLcjaWf1Po/s72-c/%253D%253D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-5508670171073438596</id><published>2011-11-28T17:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T17:26:47.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I want to be in the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fksitkat9Ds/TtNPb1mwnbI/AAAAAAAAL-w/qQmITXXLeoE/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fksitkat9Ds/TtNPb1mwnbI/AAAAAAAAL-w/qQmITXXLeoE/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kSfPzAJqsqs/TtNPi01FDaI/AAAAAAAAL-4/xlPXCCzAz_g/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kSfPzAJqsqs/TtNPi01FDaI/AAAAAAAAL-4/xlPXCCzAz_g/s320/DSC_0032.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4XkV0p9fjo/TtNPpeyXoII/AAAAAAAAL_A/djK5DWsiYYM/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4XkV0p9fjo/TtNPpeyXoII/AAAAAAAAL_A/djK5DWsiYYM/s320/DSC_0037.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ne1j18W5wU/TtNPubH8iuI/AAAAAAAAL_I/bGzgBdCK_wg/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ne1j18W5wU/TtNPubH8iuI/AAAAAAAAL_I/bGzgBdCK_wg/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy every second of it&lt;br /&gt;pretending like nothing ever happened&lt;br /&gt;while deep inside&lt;br /&gt;I'm bleeding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-5508670171073438596?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/5508670171073438596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=5508670171073438596&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5508670171073438596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5508670171073438596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-want-to-be-in-rain.html' title='I want to be in the rain'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fksitkat9Ds/TtNPb1mwnbI/AAAAAAAAL-w/qQmITXXLeoE/s72-c/DSC_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-2055790908438489905</id><published>2011-11-28T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T03:36:39.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>A good leader inspires</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z-4JH4cICq8/TtPigxUIQxI/AAAAAAAAL_Q/dEuKCBhMzrY/s1600/lol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z-4JH4cICq8/TtPigxUIQxI/AAAAAAAAL_Q/dEuKCBhMzrY/s320/lol.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tumblr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"If things are not going as you want in the beginning it&amp;nbsp;doesn't&amp;nbsp;mean you have to quit. You have to fight for it. It's easy to quit and go somewhere else, but that&amp;nbsp;doesn't&amp;nbsp;mean somewhere else is better"&lt;br /&gt;– Thomas Vermaelen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-2055790908438489905?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/2055790908438489905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=2055790908438489905&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2055790908438489905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2055790908438489905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/11/beat-of-my-life.html' title='A good leader inspires'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z-4JH4cICq8/TtPigxUIQxI/AAAAAAAAL_Q/dEuKCBhMzrY/s72-c/lol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-7278363063956971602</id><published>2011-11-27T01:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T01:51:45.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Searching for the strength I thought I had inside me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcW_csR661g/TtEi3Zotr_I/AAAAAAAAL-M/PN-sx7ZWi0U/s1600/DSC_0441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcW_csR661g/TtEi3Zotr_I/AAAAAAAAL-M/PN-sx7ZWi0U/s320/DSC_0441.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I worship not that which you worship&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nor will you worship that which I worship&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To you be your Way, and to me mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[109-2:3:6]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ok1Sa47G-Yc/TtEmTiKJPfI/AAAAAAAAL-U/NHbFBqLnvro/s1600/DSC_0388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ok1Sa47G-Yc/TtEmTiKJPfI/AAAAAAAAL-U/NHbFBqLnvro/s320/DSC_0388.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Change me into a better person, Ya Allah.&lt;i style="text-align: justify;"&gt; You are my guidance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;. Verily from You I came and to You I'll return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-7278363063956971602?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/7278363063956971602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=7278363063956971602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7278363063956971602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7278363063956971602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/11/searching-for-strength-i-thought-i-had.html' title='Searching for the strength I thought I had inside me'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcW_csR661g/TtEi3Zotr_I/AAAAAAAAL-M/PN-sx7ZWi0U/s72-c/DSC_0441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-701324222911628202</id><published>2011-11-26T01:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T01:52:46.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The world isn't something I deserve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ECs9G06gsc/Ts_U4iAg-6I/AAAAAAAAL-E/_NcC8K0agws/s1600/DSC_0408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ECs9G06gsc/Ts_U4iAg-6I/AAAAAAAAL-E/_NcC8K0agws/s320/DSC_0408.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am tired to have beating up myself with my own voices. I am tired to live in a world I wish I've never had. I'm tired of all the stupid lies people throw at me. I am tired to be a person others see without a heart, so they hurt me easily, and went away. Just like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I regretted for giving too much damn about what others say.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe you call it as giving up. Don't tell me it's too early to give up when we're at the end of the world. I'm probably born to be a failure, in everything. Even as a person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-701324222911628202?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/701324222911628202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=701324222911628202&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/701324222911628202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/701324222911628202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/11/world-isnt-something-i-deserve.html' title='The world isn&apos;t something I deserve'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ECs9G06gsc/Ts_U4iAg-6I/AAAAAAAAL-E/_NcC8K0agws/s72-c/DSC_0408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-2896606717302344500</id><published>2011-11-23T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T01:32:40.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother-Tounge'/><title type='text'>It's my life you're talking about</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MuQcjKid2xM/TsvWs8LhmqI/AAAAAAAAL9s/56ZxOKX0Fsg/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MuQcjKid2xM/TsvWs8LhmqI/AAAAAAAAL9s/56ZxOKX0Fsg/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vcDxE0v3q1s/TsvXXDXNI2I/AAAAAAAAL98/tzC6H6JUSOs/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vcDxE0v3q1s/TsvXXDXNI2I/AAAAAAAAL98/tzC6H6JUSOs/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i46Iegly0fo/TsvXDSKXkQI/AAAAAAAAL90/ygbSTyJ4b-o/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i46Iegly0fo/TsvXDSKXkQI/AAAAAAAAL90/ygbSTyJ4b-o/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jangan kacau. Jangan ambil peduli.&lt;br /&gt;Langsung.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-2896606717302344500?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/2896606717302344500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=2896606717302344500&amp;isPopup=true' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2896606717302344500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2896606717302344500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-my-life-youre-talking-about.html' title='It&apos;s my life you&apos;re talking about'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MuQcjKid2xM/TsvWs8LhmqI/AAAAAAAAL9s/56ZxOKX0Fsg/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-6048855049386594699</id><published>2011-11-20T13:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:30:17.012+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Blood is thicker than water</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1XKDtT-ELjo/TsieUM-xU6I/AAAAAAAAL9k/BJY99Icxo0k/s1600/010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="171" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1XKDtT-ELjo/TsieUM-xU6I/AAAAAAAAL9k/BJY99Icxo0k/s320/010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I miss going to the field, running rounds, the grass beneath my running shoes, I miss the nerves before a race. I miss basketball, I miss my teammates, I miss playing matches, I miss training with the whole club, I miss my Guard partner who had turned me into a better player by scolding me in every single practice, I miss passing the ball around while counting, I miss my coach, I miss how he yelled at me if I dribbled the ball on my own and my opponent tabbed it, I miss the courts, I miss having tan lines that look like socks, I miss waking up as early as five in the morning to wake the seniors up and jog for ten rounds and do physical fitness. I miss everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;An athlete never stops -Ayah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-6048855049386594699?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/6048855049386594699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=6048855049386594699&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6048855049386594699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6048855049386594699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/11/blood-is-thicker-than-water.html' title='Blood is thicker than water'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1XKDtT-ELjo/TsieUM-xU6I/AAAAAAAAL9k/BJY99Icxo0k/s72-c/010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-7935719871483693781</id><published>2011-11-20T13:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:46:24.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Never</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kMs4xvkv47c/TsiTYnSAs9I/AAAAAAAAL9M/5-IHpv2xX7s/s1600/001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kMs4xvkv47c/TsiTYnSAs9I/AAAAAAAAL9M/5-IHpv2xX7s/s320/001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KZr_WgIW5es/TsiTdNc6ByI/AAAAAAAAL9U/squpUBjrCBA/s1600/002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KZr_WgIW5es/TsiTdNc6ByI/AAAAAAAAL9U/squpUBjrCBA/s320/002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-7935719871483693781?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/7935719871483693781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=7935719871483693781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7935719871483693781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7935719871483693781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/11/never.html' title='Never'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kMs4xvkv47c/TsiTYnSAs9I/AAAAAAAAL9M/5-IHpv2xX7s/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-4381871977508045905</id><published>2011-11-19T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T23:17:32.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>No one understand what we were going through</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85nD4puzx5w/TsfE-zFcfdI/AAAAAAAAL8w/TuShwD80eVk/s1600/IMG_9755.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85nD4puzx5w/TsfE-zFcfdI/AAAAAAAAL8w/TuShwD80eVk/s320/IMG_9755.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sSZlSByXLt0/TsfFFn6HuxI/AAAAAAAAL84/yM4xgxHxleM/s1600/IMG_9756.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sSZlSByXLt0/TsfFFn6HuxI/AAAAAAAAL84/yM4xgxHxleM/s320/IMG_9756.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SjbaTUWYms/TsfFMS_9mxI/AAAAAAAAL9A/42x-qAp_klU/s1600/IMG_9757.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SjbaTUWYms/TsfFMS_9mxI/AAAAAAAAL9A/42x-qAp_klU/s320/IMG_9757.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't say anything about us when you know nothing about us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-4381871977508045905?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/4381871977508045905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=4381871977508045905&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4381871977508045905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4381871977508045905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/11/no-one-understand-what-were-going.html' title='No one understand what we were going through'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85nD4puzx5w/TsfE-zFcfdI/AAAAAAAAL8w/TuShwD80eVk/s72-c/IMG_9755.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-5277418474686914451</id><published>2011-11-19T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T01:53:51.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellness'/><title type='text'>I've hurt myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a8Fan-ac3po/TsabYqpPphI/AAAAAAAAL8o/HE5k9sjGWhY/s1600/001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a8Fan-ac3po/TsabYqpPphI/AAAAAAAAL8o/HE5k9sjGWhY/s320/001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting there&lt;br /&gt;at the corner of my room&lt;br /&gt;alone&lt;br /&gt;thinking it through&lt;br /&gt;as the melody played&lt;br /&gt;and as the pencil ran on the paper&lt;br /&gt;and stopped&lt;br /&gt;when the tears fell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't turn back time&lt;br /&gt;and look on what I've done&lt;br /&gt;and regret&lt;br /&gt;and cry,&lt;br /&gt;because life goes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;life goes on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-5277418474686914451?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/5277418474686914451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=5277418474686914451&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5277418474686914451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5277418474686914451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/11/ive-hurt-myself.html' title='I&apos;ve hurt myself'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a8Fan-ac3po/TsabYqpPphI/AAAAAAAAL8o/HE5k9sjGWhY/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-4945747136270252310</id><published>2011-11-07T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T00:23:36.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother-Tounge'/><title type='text'>Self-reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tudung adalah suatu kewajipan, tuntutan agama. Bukan trend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tudung dipakai bukan semata-mata untuk menutup aurat. Tapi juga untuk menjaga maruah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Menutup aurat tak bermaksud tak boleh berfesyen, dan berfesyen tak bermaksud tak boleh menutup aurat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;true&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kenapa kalau kita sembahyang, kita cari telekung? Sebab aurat kita tak sempurna. Kalau aurat kita dah sempurna, kita tak payah sembahyang pakai telekung pun tak apa. -Kakak-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There are still a lot I have to learn. And change.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remembering how easy Ayah helped me in essays, debates, speeches,&lt;i&gt; I feel so small&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Listening to how fluent Ayah read Quran without even looking at it, &lt;i&gt;I feel so small&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Looking on my sisters' results in their examinations, &lt;i&gt;I feel so small.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know what is wrong with me. Am I distracted, or am I having this kind of feeling; where you feel down, and buried in so deep that people do not think you are worth to be noticed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need a changed perspective. I need a better inner. I can't continue life with having a very high level of ego in the inside, because it brings me to nowhere but failure. I can't always expect to be the best. What is so wrong about being number two? Ya Allah, bless me with your&amp;nbsp;bountiful&amp;nbsp;wisdom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-4945747136270252310?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/4945747136270252310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=4945747136270252310&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4945747136270252310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4945747136270252310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/11/self-reminder.html' title='Self-reminder'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-7416535969658752060</id><published>2011-10-30T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T00:04:58.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>You look at me like I've become a stranger on the street</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6sJ4SCPEbck/TqzU455DRxI/AAAAAAAAL8Y/n-IRQ4LRbeo/s1600/253506_1749240857719_1439783218_31366465_3432376_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6sJ4SCPEbck/TqzU455DRxI/AAAAAAAAL8Y/n-IRQ4LRbeo/s320/253506_1749240857719_1439783218_31366465_3432376_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is the part where you look at me and say goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-7416535969658752060?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/7416535969658752060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=7416535969658752060&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7416535969658752060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7416535969658752060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-look-at-me-like-ive-become-stranger.html' title='You look at me like I&apos;ve become a stranger on the street'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6sJ4SCPEbck/TqzU455DRxI/AAAAAAAAL8Y/n-IRQ4LRbeo/s72-c/253506_1749240857719_1439783218_31366465_3432376_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-8029835919829316668</id><published>2011-10-27T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T01:00:37.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother-Tounge'/><title type='text'>If God wills</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hidup bukan untuk warna.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bukan untuk muzik.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bukan untuk gelak dan tawa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tapi untuk akhirat.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not saying that I'm tired of living, no. But I need to change.&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I. need. to. change&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I respect everyone's opinion, but in this case, let me go on my own way. Let me have my says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know when my time is. I don't want it to be too late. I want to change. For the better. Insya-Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-8029835919829316668?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/8029835919829316668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=8029835919829316668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8029835919829316668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8029835919829316668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-god-wills.html' title='If God wills'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-2588953395469346125</id><published>2011-10-06T13:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T13:48:59.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yg2ZHDJhkP0/To1Aoh09l5I/AAAAAAAAL8E/z-YtlXEVPc0/s1600/25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="163" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yg2ZHDJhkP0/To1Aoh09l5I/AAAAAAAAL8E/z-YtlXEVPc0/s320/25.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_h4mTiXAY2k/To1ArrFjFzI/AAAAAAAAL8I/St_5MtIBwQI/s1600/26.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_h4mTiXAY2k/To1ArrFjFzI/AAAAAAAAL8I/St_5MtIBwQI/s320/26.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MtEvkfG35HE/To1Atx0BmtI/AAAAAAAAL8M/EHDbyu3bN54/s1600/27.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MtEvkfG35HE/To1Atx0BmtI/AAAAAAAAL8M/EHDbyu3bN54/s320/27.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;“Arsenal will be in my blood as well as my heart. I will always, always, always remember you guys. I said I was going to be a Gunner for life and I did not lie because when you are a Gunner you will always be a Gunner. The club is in my heart and will remain in my heart forever.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-Thierry Henry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tumblr&lt;/i&gt;&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/1693891057969838347-2588953395469346125?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/2588953395469346125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=2588953395469346125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2588953395469346125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2588953395469346125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/10/legend.html' title='Legend'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yg2ZHDJhkP0/To1Aoh09l5I/AAAAAAAAL8E/z-YtlXEVPc0/s72-c/25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-8176782202286844552</id><published>2011-09-22T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T13:08:31.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a stranger and no one can stop me</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VovKCLw5zCg/TnrBQy7HVyI/AAAAAAAAL8A/ayUFvma-k8A/s1600/DSC_056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VovKCLw5zCg/TnrBQy7HVyI/AAAAAAAAL8A/ayUFvma-k8A/s320/DSC_056.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am torn. Inside and outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trashed. And scattered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am broken. And can't be repaired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-8176782202286844552?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/8176782202286844552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=8176782202286844552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8176782202286844552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8176782202286844552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-stranger-and-no-one-can-stop-me.html' title='I am a stranger and no one can stop me'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VovKCLw5zCg/TnrBQy7HVyI/AAAAAAAAL8A/ayUFvma-k8A/s72-c/DSC_056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-4025719263263056774</id><published>2011-09-17T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:59:16.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RQMVLUGdNB4/TnS1dHmWaMI/AAAAAAAAL78/Gas4ZwrP0jU/s1600/DSC_0091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RQMVLUGdNB4/TnS1dHmWaMI/AAAAAAAAL78/Gas4ZwrP0jU/s320/DSC_0091.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Accompany me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-4025719263263056774?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/4025719263263056774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=4025719263263056774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4025719263263056774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4025719263263056774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/09/please.html' title='Please'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RQMVLUGdNB4/TnS1dHmWaMI/AAAAAAAAL78/Gas4ZwrP0jU/s72-c/DSC_0091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-6183971570061229245</id><published>2011-09-15T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T13:46:37.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicky bb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bb Aaron'/><title type='text'>Something hard, something you can never have</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8qAedPwrOk/TnGPwDUldiI/AAAAAAAAL74/DMXdIDdYyQg/s1600/bensey.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8qAedPwrOk/TnGPwDUldiI/AAAAAAAAL74/DMXdIDdYyQg/s320/bensey.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tumblr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I honestly can’t even begin to describe the over-load cuteness and perfection of the both of them, as each and especially together. It’s just so obvious to me that they’re best friends and care a lot – and when I say a lot, I mean a really great lot – for each other. And if I still didn’t know that, all I needed to do was to go through some pictures from the Arsenal training just to see them always side by side, laughing and joking, running together and just being together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I actually cry every single time I see that photo of Nick with his arms up in the air, and in the background that wonderful banner with written ‘One Aaron Ramsey’, made in support of Rambo after his terrible injury last year. I honestly think that’s one of the most beautiful pictures in the whole world because it really shows how much they care for each other and love each other, it simply is an amazing sight, and I think a great example of friendship too.And the fact that Nick wanted to win the Premier League so much last year and do it for Aaron? And the fact that every time one of them score the first person they look towards is the other one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How many other proofs do you need? Because I have plenty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have the tons of picture of the two of them together, and I have the nice words they always say about each other during their interviews. And I have videos of the two of them laughing together, and I just have this huge feeling – every time I see the two of them together – that Nick provides as a big brother for Aaron, I have this feeling that Aaron looks up to him as an example to follow.And then I have this security that they’re always going to be there for each other, and that’s all’s really needed in a real friendship.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"My best friend in Arsenal is definitely Aaron Ramsey"&lt;br /&gt;-Nicklas Bendtner-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-6183971570061229245?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/6183971570061229245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=6183971570061229245&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6183971570061229245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6183971570061229245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/09/something-hard-something-you-can-never.html' title='Something hard, something you can never have'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8qAedPwrOk/TnGPwDUldiI/AAAAAAAAL74/DMXdIDdYyQg/s72-c/bensey.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-4872423946053117586</id><published>2011-09-03T22:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T22:50:07.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>My heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o93b9gVX4gg/TmI9-EYpUBI/AAAAAAAAL7s/rYJ2Di83mP8/s1600/DSC_0602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o93b9gVX4gg/TmI9-EYpUBI/AAAAAAAAL7s/rYJ2Di83mP8/s320/DSC_0602.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648145019214319634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is nowhere to be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-4872423946053117586?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/4872423946053117586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=4872423946053117586&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4872423946053117586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4872423946053117586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-heart.html' title='My heart'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o93b9gVX4gg/TmI9-EYpUBI/AAAAAAAAL7s/rYJ2Di83mP8/s72-c/DSC_0602.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-7083552174518410446</id><published>2011-09-02T20:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T20:49:48.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother-Tounge'/><title type='text'>Some words are meaningful. Some are pointless. Some hurt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-blEbVgbmuCc/TmDOb3omqWI/AAAAAAAAL7Q/SK9gQHOiz6s/s1600/DSC_0392.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-blEbVgbmuCc/TmDOb3omqWI/AAAAAAAAL7Q/SK9gQHOiz6s/s400/DSC_0392.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647740910908647778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KDYt_MMjcSQ/TmDObuNZ9WI/AAAAAAAAL7I/CZfaNB5SXqk/s1600/DSC_0399.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KDYt_MMjcSQ/TmDObuNZ9WI/AAAAAAAAL7I/CZfaNB5SXqk/s400/DSC_0399.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647740908378649954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me: "Ibu, kepala Iskandar besar ek. I just realized *laughed*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ibu: "Orang Cina kata, kalau kepala besar tu maksudnya pandai"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My brother: "Tapi Iskandar tak pandai pun, bu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ya Allah, Kau kurniakanlah keyakinan dan kepandaian kepada abang aku. Keyakinan dan kepandaian yang tidak pernah Kau kurniakan kepada sesiapa pun di muka bumi ini. Amin"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-7083552174518410446?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/7083552174518410446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=7083552174518410446&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7083552174518410446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7083552174518410446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/09/some-words-are-meaningful-some-are.html' title='Some words are meaningful. Some are pointless. Some hurt.'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-blEbVgbmuCc/TmDOb3omqWI/AAAAAAAAL7Q/SK9gQHOiz6s/s72-c/DSC_0392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-3412343544903165040</id><published>2011-09-01T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T22:31:06.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Lead me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-onm4wJxnvNg/Tl-W32BKteI/AAAAAAAAL7A/JDiwjtN2H_Y/s1600/DSC_0598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-onm4wJxnvNg/Tl-W32BKteI/AAAAAAAAL7A/JDiwjtN2H_Y/s320/DSC_0598.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647398343883273698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where will I go&lt;br /&gt;leave all the crowds&lt;br /&gt;and start to live again&lt;br /&gt;alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-3412343544903165040?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/3412343544903165040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=3412343544903165040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/3412343544903165040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/3412343544903165040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/09/lead-me.html' title='Lead me'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-onm4wJxnvNg/Tl-W32BKteI/AAAAAAAAL7A/JDiwjtN2H_Y/s72-c/DSC_0598.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-161736466175641550</id><published>2011-09-01T01:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T22:31:43.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>In Arsene we trust</title><content type='html'>“Since I was small I was an Arsenal fan. When I first went to England, I immediately got a couple of Arsenal jerseys”&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Per Mertesacker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I am very honored and I feel very happy to be at Arsenal. It is a dream to be here and I am really proud to be an Arsenal player. Now I just want to show how good I am and prove myself"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Chu Young Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I am delighted to have signed for Arsenal. It was one of my dreams to play for a major European football club and I have accomplished this. I am very happy to be part of this team. All the Brazilians who came to this club spoke wonders about it and I am delighted to be part of the Arsenal family"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-A.Santos 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We don't give a damn on what Nasri said about Arsenal-The Selling Club. Nick is doing his &lt;a href="http://www.skysports.com/story/0,19528,12876_7139799,00.html"&gt;medical&lt;/a&gt; at Stoke, and again we're hoping Nick to leave, and replaced by a player with better qualities. &lt;i&gt;Sorry, Nick. But a player builds a club. &lt;/i&gt;Now that we feel a bit relieved and hope that Arsene and our defenders as well would not repeat the same mistakes. And get well soon - Verma, Sagna, Wilshere, Gibbs, Laci. We'll shine, remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Source: Arsenal.com&lt;/i&gt;&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/1693891057969838347-161736466175641550?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/161736466175641550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=161736466175641550&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/161736466175641550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/161736466175641550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-arsene-we-trust.html' title='In Arsene we trust'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-6532661947218251817</id><published>2011-08-31T12:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T13:03:37.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Stand on our own</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5rti2022PC8/Tl2_heQTBfI/AAAAAAAAL6g/cMUZqzIy45o/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5rti2022PC8/Tl2_heQTBfI/AAAAAAAAL6g/cMUZqzIy45o/s320/DSC_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646880089570477554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="translate_10655_div"&gt;"O mankind! We created you from a single  (pair) of a male and a female, and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; made you into nations and tribes&lt;/span&gt;,  that ye may know each other (not that ye may despise (each other).  Verily the most honoured of you in the sight of Allah is (he who is) the  most righteous of you. And Allah has full knowledge and is well  acquainted (with all things)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="translate_10655_div"&gt;              &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Al-Hujuraat 49:13]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1693891057969838347-6532661947218251817?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/6532661947218251817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=6532661947218251817&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6532661947218251817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6532661947218251817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-mankind-we-created-you-from-single.html' title='Stand on our own'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5rti2022PC8/Tl2_heQTBfI/AAAAAAAAL6g/cMUZqzIy45o/s72-c/DSC_0071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-9168316750246351939</id><published>2011-08-31T12:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T13:27:19.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellness'/><title type='text'>Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c7uJppStx8c/Tl3D0mxd3OI/AAAAAAAAL6w/J1-No3IlyyE/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c7uJppStx8c/Tl3D0mxd3OI/AAAAAAAAL6w/J1-No3IlyyE/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646884816321109218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ByGTKy99V6Y/Tl3CXgv0wdI/AAAAAAAAL6o/kICP3FRobBk/s1600/DSC_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ByGTKy99V6Y/Tl3CXgv0wdI/AAAAAAAAL6o/kICP3FRobBk/s320/DSC_0056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646883216975774162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-9168316750246351939?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/9168316750246351939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=9168316750246351939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/9168316750246351939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/9168316750246351939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/08/lights.html' title='Lights'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c7uJppStx8c/Tl3D0mxd3OI/AAAAAAAAL6w/J1-No3IlyyE/s72-c/DSC_0050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-5810737059733236496</id><published>2011-08-29T01:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T02:28:18.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>It's time for you to sober, and not drunk again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arsenal's defense is poor -The Commentator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was mad. In fact each and everyone of The Gooners were. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But we're not ashamed.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not. Ashamed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A real team is a team where all players gather to be one &lt;/span&gt;- that's what my basketball Captain always said. There can't be only one person who works hard. There can't  be only few who want to win. It has to be all. Everyone, yes. and what I'm trying to relate here is, I can't see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the team&lt;/span&gt; Arsenal used to build anymore. In the game which we lost disgracefully today, I did not see team work. I did not see spirit. I. SAW. NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let's make some reviews here, which I've been observing for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nasri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know he's a good player, and will be spending the rest of his career at Man City. The reason he left arsenal was; low payment, and since he's in Arsenal (which had been 3 years), they never won a trophy. You see, Nasri should actually set Henry as an idol - he's a star and struggled to win the title Champion. And he did it. He never complained about the payment he received, Wenger himself increased his amount of payment, since he contributed something to the club. But Nasri? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Demand gaji rendah&lt;/span&gt;, and in fact Nasri, why did you stop before you gain something? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jangan jadi sampah macam Adebayor, Hleb and Flamini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Persie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persie's one of the oldest player at Arsenal, a matured one mentally and physically. Probably the reason he's still in Arsenal is because he owes Wenger who saved him back then from his old club, Feyenoord. It's undeniable he's an intelligent lefty striker, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even he failed scoring a penalty just now.&lt;/span&gt; Like Henry, our captain never complained about the payment he receives and even rejected offers from Milan, Juventus and some other clubs which wanted to buy him. He'll never leave Arsenal, because says Persie it's an honor playing as an Arsenal player, which had been his dream since he was a kid. This is how a player should &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Francesc Fabregas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'd got two trophies in Barca, and what more he was the one who scored, the hero. He made a statement that 8 years in Arsenal WAS NOT WORTH IT compared to 3 weeks in Barca. Is that what you really think? Think again, Cesc. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siapa kutip kau kat Barca&lt;/span&gt; back on 2003? Who have taught you to make such beautiful goals? But anyway, he was still committed playing in Arsenal even without a trophy. I believe this guy will shine. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arsene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the one who raised up big, young stars. That principle's brilliant, maybe 10 years ago it'd work out. Unlike Barca who bought Cesc and Sanchez-young players with good qualities, our Boss spent too much for Jenkinson the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pondan&lt;/span&gt;, Chamberlain, Djorou who was JUST  a reserve back when he was at Birmingham. He could've spent those money by buying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Gary Cahill, Juan Mata, Mikel Arteta, whoever. Wake up, Wenger. This is Arsenal, for God's sake. One of the best clubs in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 games, 1 point. 3 games, 3 red-cards.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, bbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-5810737059733236496?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/5810737059733236496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=5810737059733236496&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5810737059733236496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5810737059733236496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-time-for-you-to-sober-and-not-drunk.html' title='It&apos;s time for you to sober, and not drunk again'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-7206845597354153960</id><published>2011-08-28T00:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T00:53:30.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Everything's fated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I never said I was tough. I never said I can handle things easily. I never said I can pass through all the obstacles in life with one eye closed. I never said I could live forever. Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes God gives you things you never wished for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes God takes away your favorite things, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can plan. You can figure. But you’ll never know what it’s like in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe there are no such coincidences in life, everything is fated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq-XaXd5Wqk/TlkgVzCXq-I/AAAAAAAAL6Y/HWVpLbyYslc/s1600/284480_1859949265360_1439783218_31468238_5899350_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq-XaXd5Wqk/TlkgVzCXq-I/AAAAAAAAL6Y/HWVpLbyYslc/s400/284480_1859949265360_1439783218_31468238_5899350_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645579166735117282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Show us the straight path"&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Al-Faatihah 1:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-7206845597354153960?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/7206845597354153960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=7206845597354153960&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7206845597354153960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7206845597354153960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/08/born-as-human-being-of-course-i-do-have.html' title='Everything&apos;s fated'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq-XaXd5Wqk/TlkgVzCXq-I/AAAAAAAAL6Y/HWVpLbyYslc/s72-c/284480_1859949265360_1439783218_31468238_5899350_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-6256036675676650125</id><published>2011-08-27T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T14:56:48.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>What's a journey without a few bumps?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WBXeSnWTNRw/TliVGMouXSI/AAAAAAAAL6Q/f55Ag_ZGcv0/s1600/DSC_058.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WBXeSnWTNRw/TliVGMouXSI/AAAAAAAAL6Q/f55Ag_ZGcv0/s320/DSC_058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645426066612706594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna lock my heart and throw away the key.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-6256036675676650125?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/6256036675676650125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=6256036675676650125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6256036675676650125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6256036675676650125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/08/whats-journey-without-few-bumps.html' title='What&apos;s a journey without a few bumps?'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WBXeSnWTNRw/TliVGMouXSI/AAAAAAAAL6Q/f55Ag_ZGcv0/s72-c/DSC_058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-6704934452875965301</id><published>2011-08-24T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T10:08:24.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>We were born gunners, remember?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQxVr5cdksw/TlRbhSUMWeI/AAAAAAAAL6A/D7jZigA801s/s1600/borngunners2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQxVr5cdksw/TlRbhSUMWeI/AAAAAAAAL6A/D7jZigA801s/s320/borngunners2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644236860412418530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;never quit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-6704934452875965301?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/6704934452875965301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=6704934452875965301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6704934452875965301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6704934452875965301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/08/we-were-born-gunners-remember.html' title='We were born gunners, remember?'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQxVr5cdksw/TlRbhSUMWeI/AAAAAAAAL6A/D7jZigA801s/s72-c/borngunners2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-8516958605850758856</id><published>2011-08-24T09:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T10:04:04.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>They don't know how many times we cried</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn269/ina_ali/down.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kos with his back injured.&lt;br /&gt;Rambo with his trauma of making an own goal.&lt;br /&gt;Nasri with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being such a sentimental bastard, but let's face it.&lt;br /&gt;Nasri with his last match before moving to Man City.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-8516958605850758856?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/8516958605850758856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=8516958605850758856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8516958605850758856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8516958605850758856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/08/they-dont-know-how-many-times-we-cried.html' title='They don&apos;t know how many times we cried'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-6736618765258054788</id><published>2011-08-20T01:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T01:39:25.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>We're all the same</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBMptWjVoT0/Tk6fwmkpRkI/AAAAAAAAL5w/1lSRpMSCegc/s1600/DSC_056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBMptWjVoT0/Tk6fwmkpRkI/AAAAAAAAL5w/1lSRpMSCegc/s320/DSC_056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642623040478594626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would live forever, too.&lt;br /&gt;Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-6736618765258054788?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/6736618765258054788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=6736618765258054788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6736618765258054788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6736618765258054788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/08/were-all-same.html' title='We&apos;re all the same'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBMptWjVoT0/Tk6fwmkpRkI/AAAAAAAAL5w/1lSRpMSCegc/s72-c/DSC_056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-2653339228111191313</id><published>2011-08-17T09:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T09:44:16.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>It's not falling - floating we call it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r4AB-8llM9g/TksbhHy5HPI/AAAAAAAAL5g/HOmbJwkx4nk/s1600/gonecescy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r4AB-8llM9g/TksbhHy5HPI/AAAAAAAAL5g/HOmbJwkx4nk/s320/gonecescy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641633214053817586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bottom of the bottom&lt;br /&gt;The lowest of the low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody ever said life was fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-2653339228111191313?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/2653339228111191313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=2653339228111191313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2653339228111191313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2653339228111191313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-not-falling-floating-we-call-it.html' title='It&apos;s not falling - floating we call it'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r4AB-8llM9g/TksbhHy5HPI/AAAAAAAAL5g/HOmbJwkx4nk/s72-c/gonecescy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-5875385326436913227</id><published>2011-07-24T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T15:40:13.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>We're all looking for something to take away the pain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eLffkweLOXg/TivIwqHc2KI/AAAAAAAAL48/H-XPPy9Tm4I/s320/DSC_156.jpg" style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ztQCJfHhezU/TivH_RryuOI/AAAAAAAAL4U/4BwBv0q2cfU/s320/DSC_325.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632815648849705186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V5WTfvN31EA/TivH_W3N-XI/AAAAAAAAL4M/7rWGH002bgg/s1600/DSC_354.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V5WTfvN31EA/TivH_W3N-XI/AAAAAAAAL4M/7rWGH002bgg/s320/DSC_354.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632815650239805810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X5Vgs0Q8TXs/TivH_PtMrhI/AAAAAAAAL4E/pn3hsLiMtBQ/s1600/DSC_231.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X5Vgs0Q8TXs/TivH_PtMrhI/AAAAAAAAL4E/pn3hsLiMtBQ/s320/DSC_231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632815648318729746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;lari dari kenyataan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;nak kejar kegembiraan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-5875385326436913227?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/5875385326436913227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=5875385326436913227&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5875385326436913227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5875385326436913227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/07/were-all-looking-for-something-to-take_24.html' title='We&apos;re all looking for something to take away the pain.'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eLffkweLOXg/TivIwqHc2KI/AAAAAAAAL48/H-XPPy9Tm4I/s72-c/DSC_156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-1527761589989522527</id><published>2011-07-24T02:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T03:02:46.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Writing is not my passion, it's my way of expressing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Expressing myself in my ways and interest in words, sentences and such things related to language be it in English or Malay, is the reason I continue writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't do novels, but journey I call it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is how you inspire, you imagine, and you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-1527761589989522527?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/1527761589989522527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=1527761589989522527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/1527761589989522527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/1527761589989522527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/07/writing-is-not-my-passion-its-my-way-of.html' title='Writing is not my passion, it&apos;s my way of expressing'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-7284631244625812726</id><published>2011-07-24T02:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T02:53:52.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I'll let you witness the ambiguous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We live to observe. And to observe is to change"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I might be the person people would not agree with. But I can live with that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I might don't have the patience everybody has, but I can control myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But not all the time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You may say I don't bother about what's happening around me, I'm such an ignorance, weird, annoying, whatever you name it. You deserve to speak out your opinions. Your perceptions. About me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You need a changed perception to be a better person"  -Ayah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I'm just a normal human, you know it. I am never pleasant enough to withstand my impatience when people say I am not the kind of person I know I am not. Especially if that person is the one whom I always &lt;b&gt;thought&lt;/b&gt; would say all the good things about me, even if I don't have one. A friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If it's not from me you hear, you must have heard all the negativity.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes I don't get the world. I don't get why do people have to pretend to be the best, just for the sake of the attention, the glamorous, popularity, and what so not. I don't understand what is so exciting about claiming yourself as someone whom you know you are not. The reason why I can still live alone, &lt;i&gt;even not happily, &lt;/i&gt;is because there's only me in my world. There's only myself that I know. And there's only myself I'm being. I observe, and I change, not imitate. Not pretend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can play, you can have fun, you can enjoy the excitement, you can lie. At the end of the day, its all in the hands of God. You choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-7284631244625812726?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/7284631244625812726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=7284631244625812726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7284631244625812726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7284631244625812726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/07/ill-let-you-witness-ambiguous.html' title='I&apos;ll let you witness the ambiguous'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-4764941409316076212</id><published>2011-07-14T08:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T08:47:38.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>We live to die another day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks to Riuh for borrowing your Samsung Galaxy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I only watched last night's match through Arsenal TV in case you're wondering. Will be uploading the pictures Ayah took later, once I get home. InsyaAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nasri and Cesc stay. Nick's leaving. This is life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ps: My new red kit is L-sized. Pretty big and so cute on me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-4764941409316076212?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/4764941409316076212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=4764941409316076212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4764941409316076212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4764941409316076212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-live-to-die-another-day.html' title='We live to die another day'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-4155967968502170461</id><published>2011-06-30T08:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T08:31:00.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bb Aaron'/><title type='text'>I know you're somewhere out there....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4plhqOPLVsI/TgvDtaUo5gI/AAAAAAAAL38/iMwIO-EOjEA/s1600/newkit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4plhqOPLVsI/TgvDtaUo5gI/AAAAAAAAL38/iMwIO-EOjEA/s320/newkit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623803744629614082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....somewhere far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-4155967968502170461?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/4155967968502170461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=4155967968502170461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4155967968502170461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4155967968502170461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-know-youre-somewhere-out-there.html' title='I know you&apos;re somewhere out there....'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4plhqOPLVsI/TgvDtaUo5gI/AAAAAAAAL38/iMwIO-EOjEA/s72-c/newkit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-5944152553620109655</id><published>2011-06-23T08:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T08:21:24.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicky bb'/><title type='text'>Completely finished</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn269/ina_ali/Nick25.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no life. But I have a reason to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-5944152553620109655?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/5944152553620109655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=5944152553620109655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5944152553620109655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5944152553620109655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/06/completely-finished.html' title='Completely finished'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-2764032502387389901</id><published>2011-06-11T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T20:35:52.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>I'd waste for Gunners, but not for school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-516W9cnxuR8/TfNgFLf-KwI/AAAAAAAAL3k/gEUdjyyEr8Q/s1600/DSC_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-516W9cnxuR8/TfNgFLf-KwI/AAAAAAAAL3k/gEUdjyyEr8Q/s320/DSC_0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616938802363640578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalau tak dapat permission from HEM, aku fly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-2764032502387389901?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/2764032502387389901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=2764032502387389901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2764032502387389901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2764032502387389901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/06/id-waste-for-gunners-but-not-for-school.html' title='I&apos;d waste for Gunners, but not for school'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-516W9cnxuR8/TfNgFLf-KwI/AAAAAAAAL3k/gEUdjyyEr8Q/s72-c/DSC_0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-4910351590559211711</id><published>2011-06-11T00:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T01:10:47.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I have a concrete reason to not fall for anyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YHN9beFM7LU/TfJImh-CWRI/AAAAAAAALzo/ptE_ZcY-d-c/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YHN9beFM7LU/TfJImh-CWRI/AAAAAAAALzo/ptE_ZcY-d-c/s320/047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616631512075229458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's because I already had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-4910351590559211711?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/4910351590559211711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=4910351590559211711&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4910351590559211711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4910351590559211711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-have-concrete-reason-to-not-fall-for.html' title='I have a concrete reason to not fall for anyone'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YHN9beFM7LU/TfJImh-CWRI/AAAAAAAALzo/ptE_ZcY-d-c/s72-c/047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-8961616785384990121</id><published>2011-06-08T23:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T00:39:02.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The saddest person always has the most beautiful smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Semua orang sama. Kaya. Miskin. Cantik. Hodoh. Pandai. Bodoh. Semua sama. Darah yang mengalir dalam setiap badan manusia sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merah. Pekat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang membezakan kita adalah personaliti. Atau mungkin cara kita berfikir. We bring our personalities everywhere we go. That's a must. Orang selalu menilai kita, atau kita selalu menilai orang dengan cara seseorang tu dress up, atau kita tengok rambut dia mungkin, tak pun kulit dia. Kalau selekeh sikit, dah kata macam agas. Rempit. Dah kata tak berpendidikan. Dah kata miskin. Dah kata tak stylo. Kuno. Lopek. Apasal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak pandai nak susun ayat. Cukup lah kalau ada orang boleh faham - Change your perception about orang yang berbeza tarafnya dengan anda. Tak semua orang sempurna kan, in fact tak ada pun. So why should you be proud of something that.. umm yang tak adalah membanggakan sangat pun. Hmm I went lepak lepak with some of my friends last evening. They introduced me with their other friends, and as usual I was never being interested in knowing new people in my life. Aku gerun juga dengan member-member dia orang, tak biasa. Even my first impression was, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;entah budak- budak apa-apa entah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;budak-budak yang entah apa-apa&lt;/span&gt;' tu lah brightened up my days. Some of them seemed loaded, biasalah area bukit jelutong kan, but some of them nampak macam.. you know. Tapi one thing that I realized was, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they were happy&lt;/span&gt;. I saw the happiness in their faces. Walaupun kita may describe diorang as lifeless, tak ada pendirian hidup,  they are happy with their own lives. and so what. They do things that make them happy. I tell you what, today was the first day aku rasa kehidupan yang betul betul hidup. Yang menyala. Yang bernyawa. Hidup yang aku faham definisi dia. Hidup yang aku tak boleh terjemahkan dalam ayat, tapi cukup buat aku faham bila aku selami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was this one guy named Dan. He asked me, why did I seem like I wasn't interested to join his gang. I gave him this very  grumpy look when he sat beside me. So near. Goyang la juga, haha. But anyway, he was nice. Daju has a video of him, talking and dancing, also singing nasyid. Insyaallah I'll upload it sooner or later. He was inspiring, even though muka selenga selenga, sedap juga bila dengar dia speaking. Kalau aku tak datang tempat tu, memang sampai kiamat pun aku akan label that kind of creature tu, uneducated. Alhamdulillah. You see, Allah kalau Dia nak bagi, Dia bagi. So when we were talking, everyone came approaching us. Dia orang cerita punya cerita, gelak punya gelak, ada satu part, from nowhere it came, alih-alih Dan said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hidup ni, tak payah nak ikut desire sangat. Ikut keperluan dah more than enough dah. Life is easy man, words can't tell. Kau buat benda yang kau rasa boleh buat kau happy. Dah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was right. Lepas tu everyone was asking each other 'apa buat kau happy, apa buat kau happy'. That part was cute, everybody laughed. I did, too. In the crowd Dan gave me a filter mask. Hesitate aku nak ambil, but then he made a very dork face and said 'bersih la, baru angkat'. We laughed again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I did, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so then everyone started to get ready and prepared their sprays. Tiga kotak. Hariss ordered me to sit down, and see what's going to happen next. sebab dia pun bukan jenis budak street, so yeah we observed every single thing they were doing. Tuhan je tahu how flabbergasted and speechless I was, bila aku tengok they started to paint, without even sketching. Original draw je. They didn't even need strings to act as lines that separate drawings. Laju je. Baju tak kotor pun. Kemas. Boleh main gelak-gelak lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin orang kata budak-budak street uneducated. But the truth is, they are gifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they are happy.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am, too. &lt;/span&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KXqIJ9Ck0rg/Te-UeZBu9tI/AAAAAAAALzg/XWxZsk59uOo/s1600/DSC_056.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KXqIJ9Ck0rg/Te-UeZBu9tI/AAAAAAAALzg/XWxZsk59uOo/s320/DSC_056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615870510189442770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bob, nama aku tu. Aku tau. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-8961616785384990121?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/8961616785384990121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=8961616785384990121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8961616785384990121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8961616785384990121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/06/saddest-person-always-has-most.html' title='The saddest person always has the most beautiful smile.'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KXqIJ9Ck0rg/Te-UeZBu9tI/AAAAAAAALzg/XWxZsk59uOo/s72-c/DSC_056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-504574477584225226</id><published>2011-06-07T15:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T16:31:50.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Think before you think</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A Christian guy asked a Muslim:&lt;br /&gt;"Why do your women cover up their bodies and hair?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Muslim guy smiled. He got two sweets, he opened the first one and kept the other closed. He threw them both on the dusty floor and asked the Christian:&lt;br /&gt;"If I ask you to take one of the sweets, which one would you choose?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christian replied:&lt;br /&gt;"The covered one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Muslim man said:&lt;br /&gt;"That’s how we treat our Muslim women..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;via facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is so sweet. I was touched, I almost cried reading someone posted this on his wall. But somehow people, I still need you guys to open up your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly on the last dialogue, you could see the Muslim guy said "That’s how we treat our Muslim women". Imagine if that particular Muslim guy was actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malaikat&lt;/span&gt; which God sent, what was actually his message? Maybe the word 'we' he mentioned there, means Al-Quran. But not every single one of us, Muslim women or girls cover up their bodies and head. Even though we know that Al-Quran leads us to the right path, some of us still haven't follow it yet. Whenever I ask any friends of mine who haven't cover up their heads.. yet, the answer would be '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Belum dapat hidayah..'&lt;/span&gt; Right, I know I still need to respect you guys, because somehow yes, I know I still need to correct myself. But why don't we learn together and correct each other, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to stop hoping that on one fine day, God will give you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hidayah &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wahyu &lt;/span&gt;straight away, like Sham Kamikaze for instance, no. In the first place, you need to help yourself. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In order to get straight A's in your examination, you first need to work hard&lt;/span&gt;. And it goes the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'One can only change herself. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only herself&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But somehow, we can't compare ourselves with sweets, of course not. It's not because comparing us with sweets is very humiliating, but we are two different things. We are living things, and with that we have brains, and minds. We can think. Prove is, the Christian guy up there chose the covered sweet rather than the dirty one. Because he could think what's the best for him. Can't you think what's the best for you? It's yourself. You should know. But people nowadays, I could say 'Tak ada otak' (it includes me). Our artists explain. A lot, in fact. So like I've said in my past entry, every single one of us need something, or someone to hold on to. So let's correct each other. But always remember that only you can change you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Orang sekarang kalau pakai tudung pun, ada jugak dedah dedah dia tu. Yang pakai tudung tu pun, entah betul entah tidak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Why must all bad things are always spreading fast instead of good things?   If I say about a famous 14 years old who is the one in trending topic of worldwide in Twitter as well as Facebook, who you might think she is? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I bet you know.&lt;/span&gt; I went to her fake fan pages in Facebook, there are many minie more of harsh words been thrown. Speaking like a bloody holy being divine messenger. Well, if that's the way she is, then let her be, take it as a salt of the earth. When we look at our own faults, we'll find so many faults that we won't have time to look for other people faults. So think before you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-504574477584225226?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/504574477584225226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=504574477584225226&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/504574477584225226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/504574477584225226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/06/think-before-you-think.html' title='Think before you think'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-2147515237242816275</id><published>2011-06-07T12:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T13:28:35.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I'd rather be me than boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do this to reduce my boredom, not hoping anyone to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name : Scarlett Johansson&lt;br /&gt;Brother(s) : Hunter Johansson&lt;br /&gt;Eye color : Red&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size : 7&lt;br /&gt;Hair : Purple&lt;br /&gt;Piercings : None&lt;br /&gt;Height : 165cm&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now : T-shirt and shorts&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live : Jb&lt;br /&gt;Favorite number : 6&lt;br /&gt;Favorite drink : Redbull&lt;br /&gt;Favorite month : December&lt;br /&gt;Favorite breakfast : Roti canai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone : No&lt;br /&gt;Been in a police car : No&lt;br /&gt;Fallen for a friend : No&lt;br /&gt;Fallen for a guy/girl in a short period of time : No&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean : Rarely&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school : Always&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart : Isn't it a hobby? At least mine.&lt;br /&gt;Cried when someone died : Izzat Izzudin&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call : No&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails : Of course&lt;br /&gt;Been cheated on : Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT&lt;br /&gt;Your room look like : Smells so good, so clean, so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;What is right beside you : A plate - some slices of red velvet cheese cakes on it&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate : Above explains&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last yell at : Hmmm hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you danced with : My little bother Amir&lt;br /&gt;Who last made you smile : Ibu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINAL QUESTIONS&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now? : Nothing&lt;br /&gt;What did you do today? : Makan, so far&lt;br /&gt;Are you the oldest? : No&lt;br /&gt;Indoors or outdoors? : OUTDOORS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY DID YOU&lt;br /&gt;Talk to someone you like? : No&lt;br /&gt;Kiss anyone? : No&lt;br /&gt;Sing? : Not yet&lt;br /&gt;Talk to an ex? : No&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone ? : No&lt;br /&gt;Eat? : Of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST PERSON WHO&lt;br /&gt;You talked to on the phone? : Acai&lt;br /&gt;Made you cry? : Gunners.&lt;br /&gt;You went to the mall with? : The Trois&lt;br /&gt;Who cheered you up? : The Trois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;Been to Mexico?: No&lt;br /&gt;Been to USA? : No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush on someone? : Emmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;What book are you reading right now? : Ladies and Gentlemen by Adam Ross&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world : When you're sad, and you see Nick is shirtless :p&lt;br /&gt;Future kids name? : lala, lili, lolo&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? : No&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed? : Nothing&lt;br /&gt;Favourite sport(s) : Football and Basketball and High Jump and Hurdles.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite place : Emirates Stadium.&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate? : Cats&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a job? : No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Recent picture of myself and 20 interesting facts about me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;You might don't think they are interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn269/ina_ali/DSC_0264.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. I don't like my last name - or the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meaning&lt;/span&gt; to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't like boys, girls neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have my own perceptions about life - there's no such wrong in perceptions, so I go with my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love debating - Some people might say I'm an egomaniac. But the truth is, I just want to defend and prove for what I think is right, and what I think is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love drawing, I love jamming, I love sports. But my only ambition is, to be a businesswoman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I prefer to feel music by lyrics, not by beats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I might look indecent, but I don't throw out bad words when I'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I don't live by trends. I wear what I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I can't think and sleep when I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I don't like gentle/macho kind of guys. They are boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I don't smile often, I just show off my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I LOVE TO MAKE FACES or orang melayu kata 'buat muka'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I am not participating in this year's Sport's Day. Pathetic, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I don't like my friends, but I appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I drink nescafe/cappuccino during school hours, so that I'd not fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I DO think money brings happiness. A lot, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Sometimes when I'm praying, I wish I could die in that particular moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Says who I don't cry. I always want to cry, but the tears don't let themselves fall. So I picture my feelings through eating, or shredding paper into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I socialize, but in my very kind of way. So why don't you ask? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I hate cats. and all the animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, humans too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-2147515237242816275?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/2147515237242816275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=2147515237242816275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2147515237242816275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2147515237242816275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/06/id-rather-be-me-than-boring.html' title='I&apos;d rather be me than boring'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-7534048473392955252</id><published>2011-06-02T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T00:27:38.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Deep inside my tears I drown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’m not the type to get upset and cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don’t have a strong reason to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I’ve been waiting for years. Not just days or months, but YEARS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’ve seen Manchester United came, and I’ve watched Chelsea’s game. BUT GUNNERS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WHY WHY WHY WHY WHYYYYY DOES 13TH JULY HAS TO FALL ON WEDNESDAY? WWWHHHHYYYY???!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’ve never wasted my tears when bbs lost. NEVER. Because I believe they will keep on going, going, and going. When I was in my first year at TKC, I mean on the first week, I cried. Not because I missed mom, or dad. But because it was the day which for the first time, I missed Arsenal’s match. &lt;i&gt;and what more it was against Barcelona.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't come, because I have school to be attended.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And that is the biggest scarification I have ever done, for school. &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/1693891057969838347-7534048473392955252?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/7534048473392955252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=7534048473392955252&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7534048473392955252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7534048473392955252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/06/deep-inside-my-tears-i-drown.html' title='Deep inside my tears I drown'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-8199705016617464003</id><published>2011-05-30T12:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T12:40:54.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>To picture my life, boy you need a higher resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"What brings me to who I am now, is what inspires me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I jot down everything I want to share with others, about what I know. But I don’t know much though - I just bother about myself, my family, my friends, people around me – &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who come and go&lt;/span&gt;. To me the world is the biggest classroom with God, as Teacher the Almighty. I learn a lot from that – from life. I’m no good in poetry, to make people feel like they are not standing on their own feet. I just write on what I feel and what I want others to feel. I want to picture lives, but unlike my dad, I can’t draw, I can’t paint my feelings. And to sing, I can’t sing my lungs out, I can only scream. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In silence. with pain&lt;/span&gt;. I don’t have the arts and skills, hence I can’t shout out by doing graffiti on any walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I actually can’t write. I just throw out, and spill. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What I see, what I hear, what I feel. &lt;/span&gt;WHAT INSPIRES ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-8199705016617464003?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/8199705016617464003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=8199705016617464003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8199705016617464003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8199705016617464003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-picture-my-life-boy-you-need-higher.html' title='To picture my life, boy you need a higher resolution'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-2588482565833538016</id><published>2011-05-29T01:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T12:42:32.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sicko'/><title type='text'>The 100% beauties are 99% idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Do not ever pretend to be someone whom you are not just because you want people to see you as an angel, as someone who keeps her pride and honor as a girl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KEEP.YOUR.PRIDE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-2588482565833538016?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/2588482565833538016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=2588482565833538016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2588482565833538016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2588482565833538016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/05/100-beauties-are-99-idiot.html' title='The 100% beauties are 99% idiot'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-8992451339518143712</id><published>2011-05-27T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T16:57:51.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Life is shorter than most have thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Today I discovered a new life. A life with the one and only Allah. There's no world in it. Just life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's 4am on a Friday morning, and I should be asleep under my covers, not awake and typing this out. I just can't seem to fall asleep. I'm due to rise in two hours, and I was due to sleep five hours ago, but I don't mind. Maybe it's insomnia, or maybe it's just how I like to live. Thoughts are swirling around my mind in a jumble that I can't seem to understand, and at this peaceful moment, where I'm alone in my room, with just my music and no disturbances, it seems okay. I guess it's okay because right now, I can just think those thoughts one by one. Even though I don't know the answers to some of the questions, even though I don't understand why these thoughts plague me in the first place, it's okay. I'm okay, with me. In fact, I'm great with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway somehow I understand a bit. I mean, I get the meaning of life, without words have to be spoken. Now that I knew why wasn't I happy enough even though I had everyone, and almost  everything around me. Why was I stubborn enough to just do my own things without listening to others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..that was because I was far far far away from Allah. It's true that I never left my prayers, as well as  reading al-quran everyday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt;. But believe it or not, by just praying, and reading Al-quran wouldn't make you understand what life is all about. You know, and you can, but you don't understand. So I thought what's the point? And from what I observed, like for instance during the examination. Most students sleep in the class while their teachers are teaching, and that kind of students usually don't study UNLESS they are in exam weeks. You know what I mean? We'll only look for Allah if we are in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trouble&lt;/span&gt;. We don't pun on any extra ibadah during our happy times. Not many people ask for Allah's help during their happy times, so grab a chance. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;particular time&lt;/span&gt; is the time where Allah listens to you, and approves your doas.&lt;/span&gt; But if Allah has not accept your prayers yet, do not give up. I read somewhere at school - that is because Allah says, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he likes to hear one's voice that is praying, and would like to hear it longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live a busy life, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real busy&lt;/span&gt;. I do same things everyday, I get bored, and ended up by being upset. But past few days I managed to discover many things that could make me happy, Alhamdulillah. All this while I might have said I love the kind-of-elegant life, but no I actually don't. I just need to be my entire self, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;though I still don't get it&lt;/span&gt;. I just need to do things that could carve a smile on my face. That can blow away my sadness. That can stop me from rolling down tears. And that is by being me, being who I am without listening to what people want to say. Well of course, I care a little. Somewhere deep down inside, everyone has this little part of them that feels ruffled by it and I'm not going to pretend I don't have that part in me. Every time I say I don't care, there's a bit of a lie behind that because I most probably do, even if it is just a tiny bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some of us might don't have to sketch before we color, but some of us still need to sharpen the pencil first. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That process is what we call learn&lt;/span&gt;. When your drawing is beautiful in your eyes, you'd be more enthusiast to finish it, but if it does not turn out to be as how you wish it would, you'll lose hope. And that's why everyone needs something to hold on to, and someone to inspire. Every single one of us. Even when you say you don't. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even when you think you don't. &lt;/span&gt;Me? I have Allah, and for that I'm grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-8992451339518143712?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/8992451339518143712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=8992451339518143712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8992451339518143712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8992451339518143712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/05/life-is-shorter-than-most-have-thought.html' title='Life is shorter than most have thought'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-964537215087638587</id><published>2011-05-26T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T22:04:50.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The real definition of happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Farzana&lt;br /&gt;Mira&lt;br /&gt;Leni&lt;br /&gt;Amni&lt;br /&gt;K.Nathrah&lt;br /&gt;K.Khalif&lt;br /&gt;K.Marzuqah&lt;br /&gt;K.Alin&lt;br /&gt;K.Tarmizah&lt;br /&gt;K.Damia&lt;br /&gt;Hariss&lt;br /&gt;Naim&lt;br /&gt;Amza&lt;br /&gt;Wan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks for all the great accompanies. This whole week has been the best week of the year, so far. I'm going to miss all those matches, jobs we done together, the laughs, the cries. HKSBP brightened my days, when I had no reason to be happy. Thank you, may you guys be blessed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-964537215087638587?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/964537215087638587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=964537215087638587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/964537215087638587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/964537215087638587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/05/real-definition-of-happiness.html' title='The real definition of happiness'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-1559476108789474152</id><published>2011-04-25T11:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T12:16:32.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I'm sorry but.. I'm just being me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ina, you're an egomaniac. Do I make myself clear? -Fyaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nak kata selfish, kau tak. Kau ni keras kepala, ego senang cakap. -Nadz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yaya, susah la cakap dengan kau ni. You have to know the differences between kau value kan pride, dengan pentingkan ego. Beza. -Rayyan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don, I respect you for explaining what's right and what's wrong. Tapi gaya kau ni macam nak menang je. Kemenangan kau tu atas ego kau yang orang pun dah malas nak layan. -Mya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ego tu adalah ibu kepada selfish. -En. Razif&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen her kindness and I've seen her strength. This girl has a lot to offer but she just doesn't know it yet. She thinks she's the definition of unenthusiastic, but to a particular person she's the definition of his true happiness. You're near to perfect. But you're just ego, Mira. Ego. -Alan Hariss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-1559476108789474152?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/1559476108789474152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=1559476108789474152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/1559476108789474152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/1559476108789474152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-sorry-but-im-just-being-me.html' title='I&apos;m sorry but.. I&apos;m just being me'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-7921234245838403652</id><published>2011-04-08T09:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T09:55:27.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellness'/><title type='text'>One best word to describe human is, HYPOCRITE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going emo on this post since I can't tolerate anymore keeping this story all by myself. If you're not interested to read, then you better not read. This is more to self rambling post to release my tense, anger and disappointment to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;MID YEAR EXAM IS JUST AROUND THE CORNER and yet I am still busy with sports. I don't have a study-timetable and.. my brain now is like a piece of plain a4 paper. No matter what the color is, it's &lt;b&gt;blank&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Honestly, if I have a boyfriend and he wears flip flops, &lt;b&gt;I won't mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every person has their limits, anyhow I'm pushing my boundaries and overcome my limits. We can only fall for one person. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying, being like this for good. At least I'm comfortable with who I am now. I don't need any attention from you, take it all to your.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you're reading this, don't be a denial. Yes this post is truly dedicated to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-7921234245838403652?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/7921234245838403652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=7921234245838403652&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7921234245838403652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7921234245838403652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-best-word-to-describe-human-is.html' title='One best word to describe human is, HYPOCRITE.'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-5088848564483622936</id><published>2011-04-01T09:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T09:31:38.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>What I learn from today is, do not expect tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I met new people. I expand my social circle and absorb fresh ideas with new people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But old new, nothing changes. People come and go. No one stays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-5088848564483622936?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/5088848564483622936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=5088848564483622936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5088848564483622936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5088848564483622936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-i-learn-from-today-is-do-not.html' title='What I learn from today is, do not expect tomorrow'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-4829455328631715597</id><published>2011-03-25T09:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T09:28:05.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I've been standing still, and I'm tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IbIip441L1g/TYvsMgLOR1I/AAAAAAAALvg/MInjUcCIcLc/s1600/nickkk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IbIip441L1g/TYvsMgLOR1I/AAAAAAAALvg/MInjUcCIcLc/s320/nickkk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587819462222825298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One day, I would quit calling myself pathetic. I'm tired to have beat up myself with my own voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-4829455328631715597?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/4829455328631715597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=4829455328631715597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4829455328631715597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4829455328631715597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-been-standing-still-and-im-tired.html' title='I&apos;ve been standing still, and I&apos;m tired'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IbIip441L1g/TYvsMgLOR1I/AAAAAAAALvg/MInjUcCIcLc/s72-c/nickkk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-741972815943593112</id><published>2011-03-19T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T23:17:30.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Happiness is something that can be created</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8JFzIcoLFy0/TYTIwb6Ei0I/AAAAAAAALvY/aALofMZ-_IQ/s1600/IMG0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8JFzIcoLFy0/TYTIwb6Ei0I/AAAAAAAALvY/aALofMZ-_IQ/s320/IMG0009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585810172296858434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I'm happy when time flies so fast. H.A.P.P.Y.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-741972815943593112?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/741972815943593112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=741972815943593112&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/741972815943593112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/741972815943593112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/03/happiness-is-something-that-can-be.html' title='Happiness is something that can be created'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8JFzIcoLFy0/TYTIwb6Ei0I/AAAAAAAALvY/aALofMZ-_IQ/s72-c/IMG0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-2855250236368427034</id><published>2011-03-18T10:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T10:16:10.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicky bb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bb Aaron'/><title type='text'>One mind, in two bodies</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-scDYBAXdUrw/TYK_43Ys_NI/AAAAAAAALvQ/ojzSUf0bKCU/s320/BBS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585237471553977554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My best friend in Arsenal is definitely Aaron Ramsey. We always have a good time together &lt;/span&gt;- Nicklas Bendtner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-2855250236368427034?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/2855250236368427034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=2855250236368427034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2855250236368427034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2855250236368427034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-mind-in-two-bodies.html' title='One mind, in two bodies'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-scDYBAXdUrw/TYK_43Ys_NI/AAAAAAAALvQ/ojzSUf0bKCU/s72-c/BBS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-7986085890956336996</id><published>2011-03-17T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T22:01:18.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Close your eyes, when you open them everything's different.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish I was the kind of person who had the courage to stand up and fight for what I want, for what I think is right and what I think I deserve instead of being the kind that doesn't like to start drama, so I just sit down and keep my mouth shut. Everything you have could disappear in a heartbeat. People change and you don't realize it until all that change weighs too much and can't be held back anymore, and it hits you in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never felt this tired, and lifeless before. I never wanted to cry, I even never wanted to whine. NEVER NEVER NEVER NEVER NEVER NEVER NEVER but I just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-7986085890956336996?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/7986085890956336996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=7986085890956336996&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7986085890956336996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/7986085890956336996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/03/close-your-eyes-when-you-open-them.html' title='Close your eyes, when you open them everything&apos;s different.'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-5256970480624510262</id><published>2011-03-16T20:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T00:30:52.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Take me away, to better days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iWeMJFY_5fo/TYCygps7EUI/AAAAAAAALuw/I_qzVtVVC78/s1600/rambo99.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iWeMJFY_5fo/TYCygps7EUI/AAAAAAAALuw/I_qzVtVVC78/s320/rambo99.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584659811959247170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*screwfeelingsscrewfeelings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XXv09dq8cc0/TYDliQ1D1PI/AAAAAAAALvI/jCFLS5YRbcg/s1600/silly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XXv09dq8cc0/TYDliQ1D1PI/AAAAAAAALvI/jCFLS5YRbcg/s320/silly.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584715914735244530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This guy has all my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cIv7cuLHicY/TYCv0aMTyaI/AAAAAAAALuo/9zzpMt8Jqd8/s1600/hbtheo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cIv7cuLHicY/TYCv0aMTyaI/AAAAAAAALuo/9zzpMt8Jqd8/s320/hbtheo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584656852858423714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday, Theo. We want &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; back soon :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7peNjesjGi4/TYCv0E0FByI/AAAAAAAALug/I0eMuH71Y2w/s1600/boss04.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7peNjesjGi4/TYCv0E0FByI/AAAAAAAALug/I0eMuH71Y2w/s320/boss04.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584656847119648546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is just... awesome boss, A.W.E.S.O.M.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_iTvqD02oNI/TYCvzyOuFKI/AAAAAAAALuY/3SRmEsp5oAU/s1600/impiety.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_iTvqD02oNI/TYCvzyOuFKI/AAAAAAAALuY/3SRmEsp5oAU/s320/impiety.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584656842131117218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All you have to do is, believe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Credits to tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-5256970480624510262?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/5256970480624510262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=5256970480624510262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5256970480624510262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5256970480624510262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/03/take-me-away-to-better-days.html' title='Take me away, to better days'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iWeMJFY_5fo/TYCygps7EUI/AAAAAAAALuw/I_qzVtVVC78/s72-c/rambo99.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-2577591342136623522</id><published>2011-03-16T10:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T11:06:49.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>My prayers are not complete, without Arsenal in it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn269/ina_ali/manu8.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I know this Arsenal team and I am sure we can go on and win the title. If I can play a part in that, so much the better,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It never crossed my mind that I might end up saving it [Arsenal's keeper crisis]. But when they asked me, I was more than happy to oblige,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "It was just over the last few days that they contacted me to see if I could help out for the rest of the season and I agreed straight away."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jens' statement with Rambo's gif, eh? Riiiiighhhht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, our former goal keeper will be back. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Surprising, no?&lt;/span&gt;  Jens was an excellent keeper before the 'No 1' jersey was given to Aluminium due to his bad performance before he left Arsenal for Stuttgart. But, now he's back. As if our Boss has lost his confidence towards Aluminium. But here's a thing. When Lehmann's didn't perform well back in 2009, Almunia was the one who replaced him and at that time, he showed his best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now everything changed. It's vice verse. Almunia is now at Lehmann's place, where no one had faith in him. ANYMORE. But yeah, let's hope Jens could give us a high commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It goes without saying, I would love to go back there. I hope one day I can go back, I love that club and I just want to give as much as possible to this club, after what that club gave me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"…although I left Arsenal, you never really leave Arsenal. Whenever I go back I feel like I have gone home, it’s a big family and I became a fan of the club."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all here, are missing you, Thierry Henry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-2577591342136623522?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/2577591342136623522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=2577591342136623522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2577591342136623522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2577591342136623522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-prayers-are-not-complete-without.html' title='My prayers are not complete, without Arsenal in it'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-6487337395506396591</id><published>2011-03-14T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T20:43:42.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I have only one heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qqsui81DgY8/TX4NRrHTTII/AAAAAAAALsQ/tiDA315P4hI/s1600/DSC_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qqsui81DgY8/TX4NRrHTTII/AAAAAAAALsQ/tiDA315P4hI/s400/DSC_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583915185268280450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with many pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-6487337395506396591?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/6487337395506396591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=6487337395506396591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6487337395506396591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6487337395506396591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-have-only-one-heart.html' title='I have only one heart'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qqsui81DgY8/TX4NRrHTTII/AAAAAAAALsQ/tiDA315P4hI/s72-c/DSC_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-3120091892249626434</id><published>2011-03-13T21:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:53:05.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Don't put on a fake slang when you're talking, it doesn't sound nice anyhow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hello everyone. I just done watching beastly(which I downloaded for almost 4 hours) and I can’t help Alex’s hotness and his accent.  But anyway, I am going to teach you the basics of knowing an English accent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, I should’ve make a video but I’m just not good in making one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step is the ‘&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;’. The ‘London’ ‘&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;’. So, we don’t say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oww&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For instance; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ohh&lt;/span&gt;, your cat just died?&lt;/span&gt; NO). Like Australians always say, ‘&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Helleow&lt;/span&gt;’. It’s the kind of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chewing ‘O’&lt;/span&gt;. The ‘&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;’ that is added has to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thick&lt;/span&gt;. Like what we have here; Seoww (So), Neoww (No), etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step two is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;. We &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don’t &lt;/span&gt;say ‘&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARR&lt;/span&gt;’. We say ‘&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ah&lt;/span&gt;’ (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; h&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pretty much silent h&lt;/span&gt;, you know). &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Like for instance; Bieber is not sexy in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beish&lt;/span&gt;(British) accent. He’s not a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Betan&lt;/span&gt; (Britain), he’s a Canadian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Try to put a slang on those bold words, but not too thick&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;. Like most of you might say, You Tub (YouTube). You’re going to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chenit &lt;/span&gt;(change it) into &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iyuw Tiyub&lt;/span&gt;. You know, it’s like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pronounce&lt;/span&gt; the ‘&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;’ in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;most expressive way&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th step, practice to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;repeat sentence with letters that rhyme&lt;/span&gt;. This one I found on internet; h&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ow&lt;/span&gt; n&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ow&lt;/span&gt; bro&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wn&lt;/span&gt; c&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ow&lt;/span&gt;? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hiow niow breown ceow&lt;/span&gt;?). Okay, that one was silly, I can make one; The&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;re&lt;/span&gt; a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;re&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; lo&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; o&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt; h&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ot&lt;/span&gt; scou&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ts&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deh ah a lot of hot scots&lt;/span&gt;). A, lot, of and hot HAVE to be pronounced thick. Yeah, that’s how you practice your ‘OW’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 5, pronouncing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Americans&lt;/span&gt; or&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Canadians &lt;/span&gt;English they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don’t say T, they say D&lt;/span&gt;. They say ‘Diudiy’ they don’t say D.U.T.Y.  (And oh, don’t say diu-ieh) . &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, I use T not D&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, not all people are used to say T as D. Like, umm have you ever watched Harry Potter? You noticed that Hagrid says &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Po-eh&lt;/span&gt;. Some people do say that, like if you’re more to Manchester accent, then you’re going to say Harry Po-eh (silence double Ts). I don’t say Harry Po-eh, I say Harry Potta :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last one, is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;. We &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don’t say H at the beginning of the word&lt;/span&gt;. As in, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;erb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; not herb. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or something&lt;/span&gt;.  We do pronounce the H somewhere like, Hat. By the way hya(here) are few words that we say COMPLETELY different than Americans say. &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Privacy&lt;/span&gt; - Americans say PRAIVESI. We don’t say praivesi, we say, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRIVESI&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Process&lt;/span&gt; - We don’t say Preses, we say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pruses&lt;/span&gt;  (Don’t make the ‘u’ sounds so thick)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vitamins&lt;/span&gt; - Americas say VAITEMINS, we say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vitemin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aluminum&lt;/span&gt; - We don’t say Aluminum, we say, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALUMINIUM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(I’m not really sure bout British, but Australians say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;delete&lt;/span&gt; as, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DELIT&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm we use a lot of things differently. We don’t call garbage can, we call rubbish bin.  Another hint, when you’re trying to do another accent, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you need to have a backup word&lt;/span&gt;. Meaning like, I say, ah and umm. You as an American or Canadian say, ahhandumm (you know, it goes fast). You need to figure out how we say our backup words. If you want, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;find someone who is British&lt;/span&gt;, not necessarily to teach you British accent, but find the video. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch some talks, and pick up the words&lt;/span&gt;. Another one, maybe you should find a British &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dictionary internet&lt;/span&gt;, or something. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;find those different words that we use differently&lt;/span&gt;. That helps because when I was trying to learn an American accent, I had to go and find words they use differently. Like you guys say cabinets, we don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pretty much that’s all. I just think with this accent, we look smarter and  more educated. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And so does in spelling by the way&lt;/span&gt;. I hope this tutorial helps (and you better appreciate, I took almost an hour to do this). Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-3120091892249626434?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/3120091892249626434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=3120091892249626434&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/3120091892249626434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/3120091892249626434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/03/dont-put-on-fake-slang-when-youre.html' title='Don&apos;t put on a fake slang when you&apos;re talking, it doesn&apos;t sound nice anyhow'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-4143183348080665266</id><published>2011-03-13T13:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T15:10:53.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>You're not dead, you can still wake up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1UOb9auF7A/TXxh-6GdZYI/AAAAAAAALpk/hVnu9Ek0Msg/s1600/manutd9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1UOb9auF7A/TXxh-6GdZYI/AAAAAAAALpk/hVnu9Ek0Msg/s320/manutd9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583445371408704898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eaO34r5ZMyE/TXxh-nJwxaI/AAAAAAAALpc/0Od0Uuh96MA/s1600/manutd8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eaO34r5ZMyE/TXxh-nJwxaI/AAAAAAAALpc/0Od0Uuh96MA/s320/manutd8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583445366322283938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VhJRIgBk-oE/TXxhyaw_98I/AAAAAAAALpU/0Fb3LvWkzTM/s1600/manutd7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VhJRIgBk-oE/TXxhyaw_98I/AAAAAAAALpU/0Fb3LvWkzTM/s320/manutd7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583445156838766530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vs0bl8PVsvg/TXxhyAQmLaI/AAAAAAAALpM/duvdVMHL4cY/s1600/manutd6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vs0bl8PVsvg/TXxhyAQmLaI/AAAAAAAALpM/duvdVMHL4cY/s320/manutd6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583445149723536802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon Djorou :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dHGPfuCvp28/TXxhxyCyfRI/AAAAAAAALpE/tSW47bCLkyk/s1600/manutd4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dHGPfuCvp28/TXxhxyCyfRI/AAAAAAAALpE/tSW47bCLkyk/s320/manutd4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583445145907526930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FPVFdkrrlxE/TXxifXTc5WI/AAAAAAAALqc/faaXmc_PtU4/s1600/original4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;original picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JwF8yNfahC0/TXxhxmJhMpI/AAAAAAAALo8/9jBOFBzy53A/s1600/manutd3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JwF8yNfahC0/TXxhxmJhMpI/AAAAAAAALo8/9jBOFBzy53A/s320/manutd3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583445142714528402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zg6ga2ZcICU/TXxhxuuIOMI/AAAAAAAALo0/uxe0zM6pJEY/s1600/manutd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zg6ga2ZcICU/TXxhxuuIOMI/AAAAAAAALo0/uxe0zM6pJEY/s320/manutd2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583445145015564482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYTHeDFEogo/TXxmyNEuH_I/AAAAAAAALrE/RP3antltCfc/s1600/manutd15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYTHeDFEogo/TXxmyNEuH_I/AAAAAAAALrE/RP3antltCfc/s320/manutd15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583450650721525746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ufZl5KDRvng/TXxh_GzDxgI/AAAAAAAALps/jzUDjiJ1A8k/s1600/manutd10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ufZl5KDRvng/TXxh_GzDxgI/AAAAAAAALps/jzUDjiJ1A8k/s320/manutd10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583445374816994818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The heartthrob is Kosel, in case you're wondering [&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SEEvK9R2ZcE/TXxifiQnCkI/AAAAAAAALqk/56yQK28TGaE/s1600/original11.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;original picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ng9vje02Txc/TXxipWbFkcI/AAAAAAAALq8/UutfJUZR94k/s1600/rambo-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ng9vje02Txc/TXxipWbFkcI/AAAAAAAALq8/UutfJUZR94k/s320/rambo-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583446100565922242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vwKSglbLyH0/TXxifBLUO7I/AAAAAAAALqU/reSGkoLyBOU/s1600/original3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;original picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CogNnvwU-nU/TXxipGbuAJI/AAAAAAAALq0/6Ryvq9477nA/s1600/rambo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CogNnvwU-nU/TXxipGbuAJI/AAAAAAAALq0/6Ryvq9477nA/s320/rambo-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583446096273604754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ukQGXadj6Qk/TXxifFI1-3I/AAAAAAAALqM/A3gtK25aIsQ/s1600/original2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;original picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fvnQYT7fr20/TXxipKR74iI/AAAAAAAALqs/HYpUgQ02K9g/s1600/rambo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fvnQYT7fr20/TXxipKR74iI/AAAAAAAALqs/HYpUgQ02K9g/s320/rambo-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583446097306313250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E2uP4UdJnj0/TXxie-QNDgI/AAAAAAAALqE/514R1C9zbPY/s1600/original1.jpg"&gt;original picture&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Although the result didn’t go our way, it was great to see Rambo back in an arsenal shirt. He simply is the most adorable human being in the entire universe. Hoping to see more of him on pitch :’)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the pain, disappointment, and the heartbreaking moments, the feeling like you just want to disappear from the surface of planet Earth, tears purring down your face like the Nile river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it. I enjoy every minute of it. You gotta have more lives if you are a Gooner. And here I am, still alive to die another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to give up on my team. Our time will come. GO BBS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps: Thanks to all Gooner pals for the helps of getting those pictures :)&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/1693891057969838347-4143183348080665266?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/4143183348080665266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=4143183348080665266&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4143183348080665266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4143183348080665266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/03/youre-not-dead-you-can-still-wake-up.html' title='You&apos;re not dead, you can still wake up'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1UOb9auF7A/TXxh-6GdZYI/AAAAAAAALpk/hVnu9Ek0Msg/s72-c/manutd9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-572398771349263147</id><published>2011-03-12T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T23:37:06.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam Tsui'/><title type='text'>If I said my heart was beating loud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Aqfsto6mJ_4" allowfullscreen="" width="300" frameborder="0" height="350"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that means I'm missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-572398771349263147?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/572398771349263147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=572398771349263147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/572398771349263147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/572398771349263147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-i-said-my-heart-was-beating-loud.html' title='If I said my heart was beating loud'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Aqfsto6mJ_4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-2260288140087983730</id><published>2011-03-12T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T22:54:57.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Truth it tough, it will not break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was bored so I decided to google and bought some pictures of my bbs (since they're facing Devils on FA Cup tonight, I thought I should do some wanna-win spirits). I only uploaded few edited-pictures, but if you want more original copies then don't feel hesitate to ask. Just some pictures from some matches I took, they're cute so enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FzdQOmJXT0k/TXuG56cwqqI/AAAAAAAALoM/IZpPWaSa6Ng/s1600/persieceleb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FzdQOmJXT0k/TXuG56cwqqI/AAAAAAAALoM/IZpPWaSa6Ng/s320/persieceleb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583204492556413602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before everything starts, say Hi to my latest wallpaper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PnNMjWbW6ZM/TXuE7zjyDVI/AAAAAAAALnc/xPr1Bb5fg5k/s1600/oneaaron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PnNMjWbW6ZM/TXuE7zjyDVI/AAAAAAAALnc/xPr1Bb5fg5k/s200/oneaaron.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583202326043299154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cPGN8JcdMnE/TXuGR7u1rLI/AAAAAAAALn0/at608lRcGwA/s1600/earflick1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 138px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cPGN8JcdMnE/TXuGR7u1rLI/AAAAAAAALn0/at608lRcGwA/s200/earflick1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583203805705907378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#1-It's so sweet to see that everyone concers bout Rambo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#2-Robin is such a bully. It's the hair no one can touch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nTzLEKVEptc/TXuD-KnmUlI/AAAAAAAALnU/7LVmRBT-G1A/s1600/nickaaron095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nTzLEKVEptc/TXuD-KnmUlI/AAAAAAAALnU/7LVmRBT-G1A/s200/nickaaron095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583201267081433682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WiI8Je7Gtqw/TXuD9zxFdII/AAAAAAAALnM/AgIuce6rcw0/s1600/nickaaron092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WiI8Je7Gtqw/TXuD9zxFdII/AAAAAAAALnM/AgIuce6rcw0/s200/nickaaron092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583201260947207298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nick, I see you sneak an arm around Rambo's waist 0.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 182px; height: 140px;" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn269/ina_ali/1.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 171px; height: 138px;" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn269/ina_ali/2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 229px; height: 145px;" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn269/ina_ali/4.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at what Nick mumbled in the 2nd gif.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aoaYAXXOq-Q/TXuD9odG9aI/AAAAAAAALnE/TVdYEuUN3fg/s1600/heightdifference.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aoaYAXXOq-Q/TXuD9odG9aI/AAAAAAAALnE/TVdYEuUN3fg/s200/heightdifference.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583201257910629794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aoaYAXXOq-Q/TXuD9odG9aI/AAAAAAAALnE/TVdYEuUN3fg/s1600/heightdifference.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn269/ina_ali/3-1.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The height difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NJeTkiofciE/TXuGSAdiC2I/AAAAAAAALn8/b9acOUM88Bw/s1600/psarsenalwolves2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NJeTkiofciE/TXuGSAdiC2I/AAAAAAAALn8/b9acOUM88Bw/s200/psarsenalwolves2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583203806975495010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some pictures against Wolves (2-0) I collaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l4UsaiUDl_8/TXuHNTYPU7I/AAAAAAAALoU/2nW5e_UCjoA/s320/arsmanutd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583204825665852338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COME ON YOU GUNNERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-2260288140087983730?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/2260288140087983730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=2260288140087983730&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2260288140087983730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2260288140087983730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/03/truth-it-though-it-will-not-break.html' title='Truth it tough, it will not break'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FzdQOmJXT0k/TXuG56cwqqI/AAAAAAAALoM/IZpPWaSa6Ng/s72-c/persieceleb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-8584362910046597210</id><published>2011-03-12T11:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T12:05:34.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty Lanter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellness'/><title type='text'>I have an attitude problem, I know who I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life has been tonnes of shits, I swear. I'm not excited with the appearance of this holiday, going back isn't something I'm expecting. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am not worth to be noticed&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone has their own lives, and they seem to enjoy the life as how it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty awkward to feel each second that pasts by, cause I usually didn't even realize that a day just ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I woke up a freakin' 10am today, I hate the feeling of a wasted day, I am wasted, yes and now it's almost 12. Even eating is a chore, why am I so lazy? This isn’t me, I’m better than this. My eyesight is like, getting worse cause I’m spending too much time in front of my laptop. WITHOUT A PURPOSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pretty adapted to this new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, my brain isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-8584362910046597210?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/8584362910046597210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=8584362910046597210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8584362910046597210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8584362910046597210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-have-attitude-problem-i-know-who-i-am.html' title='I have an attitude problem, I know who I am'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-2736412794843590589</id><published>2011-03-04T09:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T09:46:31.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellness'/><title type='text'>You can count on me, like 1 2 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hello. It has been ages since the last time I blogged. I’ve been so much busy with basketball practices and matches here and there, police cadets shooting stuff, English Drama, dorm stuffs, studies, well I guess that’s it. You see, 2011 has been the busiest year, so far. BUSIEST. I don’t have time to even remember the date, and normal things like home or internet, no. I have no time to keep in touch with my friends at Jb cause, ahh I told you I don’t have time to. But you know, being busy is the best way to avoid you from feeling alone. Time flies so fast, you’ll appreciate every single second given by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha lol. So yeah basically I have so many things that are still undone, but I’m going back next week –am I not excited?- Anyway, I went to Mid Valley last two weeks with some of my friends during daily outing and we watched No Strings Attached. We wanted to watch Alex Pettyfer but Kutcher caught my attention more, so yeah. The movie was umm great. No Strings Attached means nothing can happen between Adam and Natalie (Portman). Nothing as in, no baby-voices out, any texting, flowers etc, they just have to act like normal friends after they accidentally had sex this one morning. The cutest part of the movie was when Kutcher gave Natalie kind-of-flowers-spinach-and-carrots-at-the-bottom, Kutcher's a heart-throb, no doubt man. But the question is, can sex friends remain best friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with entertainment, come to education. Fuihhh my results are like shits but worse. I feel so bad to disappoint my parents for that, but they are not mad, they laugh instead. I promised Ayah to be better next round. RIGHHHHTTTTT. Honestly I didn’t study much due to the lackness of studying time, too much basketball practices even on exam days, and overdosed-sleeps, probably :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much that’s all for now. Till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-2736412794843590589?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/2736412794843590589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=2736412794843590589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2736412794843590589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2736412794843590589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-can-count-on-me-like-1-2-3.html' title='You can count on me, like 1 2 3'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-2886022112583782240</id><published>2011-02-11T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T09:54:23.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>In case you miss me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TVSWuS0ydFI/AAAAAAAALjo/75mGiLR626Q/s1600/DSC_0004-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TVSWuS0ydFI/AAAAAAAALjo/75mGiLR626Q/s320/DSC_0004-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572244361035543634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm starting to like Science, Alhamdulillah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-2886022112583782240?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/2886022112583782240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=2886022112583782240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2886022112583782240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/2886022112583782240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/02/at-end-of-day-youll-realize.html' title='In case you miss me'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TVSWuS0ydFI/AAAAAAAALjo/75mGiLR626Q/s72-c/DSC_0004-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-5352365747028089789</id><published>2011-02-06T01:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T01:39:51.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>With every step you climb epl table</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 39px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TU2GO4w2WBI/AAAAAAAALjg/kC79EjFJnoo/s320/phildowd.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570255904440735762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"defense has been shambled after Djourou is subbed off, but it's the red card on Diaby that really change this match for Arsenal" - tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;PHIL DOWD IS SHIT AND A DISGRACE and Sagna is yellowcarded for protesting "&lt;s&gt;FUCK OFF&lt;/s&gt; PHIL DOWD"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Barton and Best as well as Tiote can please go die now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo's goal after 40 seconds, even Djorou scored after 3 minutes, and Persie's brace DON'T BRING ANYTHING and I swear I'm not happy tonight. NOT HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me for being kinda emotional but I just think the match was unfair as bbs deserved to win the game. True that the referee was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pfffffftttt &lt;/span&gt;enough as many of us have expected. Nasri, Denilson and Song are out and now we're losing Diaby for 3 games which could be costly for us. Gunners, wake up from your naps, bbs T________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-5352365747028089789?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/5352365747028089789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=5352365747028089789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5352365747028089789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5352365747028089789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/02/with-every-step-you-climb-epl-table.html' title='With every step you climb epl table'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TU2GO4w2WBI/AAAAAAAALjg/kC79EjFJnoo/s72-c/phildowd.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-556029174657674541</id><published>2011-02-05T13:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T13:14:26.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicky bb'/><title type='text'>Can we pretend that white clouds in the day skies are like marshmallows?</title><content type='html'>Just some old pictures of Nick I suddenly felt like uploading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUzbM1ubMtI/AAAAAAAALjY/USIx_JtAQeQ/s1600/8979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 167px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUzbL-QTrCI/AAAAAAAALjA/VjUaNpl9Ymw/s200/5899.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570067837886901282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUzbL7YYHkI/AAAAAAAALi4/pPbcOYMGR2g/s1600/5292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUzbL7YYHkI/AAAAAAAALi4/pPbcOYMGR2g/s200/5292.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570067837115440706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only two times I want you to stay this cute; it’s now and forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-556029174657674541?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/556029174657674541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=556029174657674541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/556029174657674541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/556029174657674541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/02/can-we-pretend-that-white-clouds-in-day.html' title='Can we pretend that white clouds in the day skies are like marshmallows?'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUzbM1ubMtI/AAAAAAAALjY/USIx_JtAQeQ/s72-c/8979.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-8215392330490726995</id><published>2011-02-04T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T23:11:54.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>One day I'll be able to tear away a part of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 220px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUwWhCxKUEI/AAAAAAAALiI/l8pgkQMo_-E/s320/yan.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569851596085022786" border="0" /&gt;Cause God created us to complete each other. Similarities don't harmony the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-8215392330490726995?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/8215392330490726995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=8215392330490726995&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8215392330490726995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8215392330490726995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/02/one-day-ill-be-able-to-tear-away-part_04.html' title='One day I&apos;ll be able to tear away a part of me'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUwWhCxKUEI/AAAAAAAALiI/l8pgkQMo_-E/s72-c/yan.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-5384114545415785335</id><published>2011-02-03T01:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T11:19:34.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellness'/><title type='text'>Care to ease the pain, you vain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUmPDZnBlHI/AAAAAAAALh8/i8r6zCCRF4I/s1600/DSC_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUmPDZnBlHI/AAAAAAAALh8/i8r6zCCRF4I/s320/DSC_0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569139702797276274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;says who I hate the homework givers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I should be studying now but the temptation to turn around the chair and go online; I just can't help it. So yeah. I love homework, yes I do. Homework means I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; go out and have fun with creatures around me, I don't have to waste my money on things that are unnecessary. Even for now, story books aren't necessary. Well, since I found out 2011 has been the busiest year so far, for me, I need to finish my readings on education books first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people would say I'm an antisocial. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;I AM NOT&lt;/span&gt;. Believe it or not, I can get along with people easily, even with teachers. It's not about who they are, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's about how they are&lt;/span&gt;. Like how I interact with my teachers for instance, I'll make the so-not-excited-face and I won't look at them when they are talking to me. Well, I admit I do that to certain teachers whom I think don't deserve my smile. You see, judging from the way I talk to my teachers, people would say either I'm cool or I'm rude. That is not going to change who I am. I am a student and all I have to do at school is study, study and study. I know teachers are the so-educated ones, they can be so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;motivated&lt;/span&gt; at times, and they say they sacrifice for us. I don't doubt on that, true that, they sacrifice their energies and times they should've been spending with family just for the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, are you going to say the labourers sacrifice their energies and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; their smooth hands&lt;/span&gt; just for the sake of our comfortableness? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just the same you know. We work for something or someone. I used to mindset - a've been through so much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;, and one day if I succeed, I won't share the happiness with anyone else. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;I SACRIFICE FOR ME&lt;/span&gt;. But now it changed. I need good results, my mom deserves to smile and be proud. I owe that to her. For everything that she's done for me, I have to at least make her smile. To gain good results, I first NEED to respect my teachers and I shouldn't annoy them with my bitchy face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But not all teachers are nice, not all teachers are concern. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; NOT ALL TEACHERS RESPECT THEIR STUDENTS AS HOW THEY WANT TO BE RESPECTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-5384114545415785335?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/5384114545415785335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=5384114545415785335&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5384114545415785335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5384114545415785335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/02/would-teachers-care-to-ease-pain.html' title='Care to ease the pain, you vain'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUmPDZnBlHI/AAAAAAAALh8/i8r6zCCRF4I/s72-c/DSC_0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-4512923788105908506</id><published>2011-02-02T15:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T01:23:39.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Open my eyes.. it was only just a dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gunners keep on stressing Devils when my bbs won 2-1 against Everton last night. Everton preceded by Saha's goal on the 24th minute. When Kicky was substituted with Arsha, Arsha scored 20 minutes after the second half started, followed by Kosel's goal around 5 minutes later when he headed the ball passed through Howard. The game completed Arsenal's 7-games-without-loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The record is in danger, though when Saha's goal controversy is put into the picture. It was about Kos who interrupted Saha who was in the offside line and ahh I don't know how to explain that. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn269/ina_ali/backheelnick.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They missed loadsa chances; the most valuable chances were when Robin's backheel to Cescy didn't work; and the other one is when Robin's lob went across (It was Wilshere's ball if I'm not mistaken). Oh did I mention that the 2nd half was pretty boring before Arsha was in? Robin's free kick even worsen the game cause some might have thought the match will end up draw; It has been 15 years since Everton put Arsenal down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13/15 huh, Toffees? *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUkYfBaTtnI/AAAAAAAALh0/zY-9DUQummE/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUkYfBaTtnI/AAAAAAAALh0/zY-9DUQummE/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569009335454119538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That is what I did on Nick's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-4512923788105908506?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/4512923788105908506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=4512923788105908506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4512923788105908506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4512923788105908506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/02/open-my-eyes-it-was-only-just-dream.html' title='Open my eyes.. it was only just a dream'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUkYfBaTtnI/AAAAAAAALh0/zY-9DUQummE/s72-c/DSC_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-8361622884122423759</id><published>2011-02-01T20:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T20:53:53.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicky bb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bb Aaron'/><title type='text'>Take a bullet straight through my brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUf_aNf7WtI/AAAAAAAALhU/HILZ4zZgwQ4/s1600/1295705130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 289px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUf_aNf7WtI/AAAAAAAALhU/HILZ4zZgwQ4/s320/1295705130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568700290032163538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUf_Z6ndn0I/AAAAAAAALhM/_jj6QZWdkwY/s1600/50910823ramseyscarfwns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUf_Z6ndn0I/AAAAAAAALhM/_jj6QZWdkwY/s320/50910823ramseyscarfwns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568700284963495746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who can stand looking at aaron's lickable milky skin&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUf_aa1n_LI/AAAAAAAALhc/L0ehuTHmW2c/s1600/EFFIN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUf_aa1n_LI/AAAAAAAALhc/L0ehuTHmW2c/s320/EFFIN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568700293612829874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is not about Jack's and Gibby's same clothes,&lt;br /&gt;it's about Nick's massive hand, look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUf_5uUrFcI/AAAAAAAALhs/FQndxhRA7p8/s1600/gunnys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUf_5uUrFcI/AAAAAAAALhs/FQndxhRA7p8/s320/gunnys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568700831419274690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me whose face is not clear in your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 210px; height: 214px;" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn269/ina_ali/nicky20.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The source of my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-8361622884122423759?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/8361622884122423759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=8361622884122423759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8361622884122423759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/8361622884122423759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/02/take-bullet-straight-through-my-brain.html' title='Take a bullet straight through my brain'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TUf_aNf7WtI/AAAAAAAALhU/HILZ4zZgwQ4/s72-c/1295705130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-4544356988970419028</id><published>2011-01-28T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T09:01:20.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I won't want to turn back time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One day, your name will be forgotten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-4544356988970419028?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/4544356988970419028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=4544356988970419028&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4544356988970419028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/4544356988970419028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-wont-want-to-turn-back-time.html' title='I won&apos;t want to turn back time'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-3454598071612484792</id><published>2011-01-02T02:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T09:17:13.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I wasn't perfect but I made life worth it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TR95wZsVeRI/AAAAAAAALhE/Hp9yLvnJ7H0/s1600/packs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TR95wZsVeRI/AAAAAAAALhE/Hp9yLvnJ7H0/s320/packs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557294337636006162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is one of the hardest moments in life; Leave what you are having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;So yeah, as you guys know it's 2nd of January and tomorrow might be the most memorable day for some new students in their new schools. But not for me. I gotta leave my house, my parents, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh-please-die-now &lt;/span&gt;siblings, the friends I made; the joys, all those. I will just... miss them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be rarely updating my blog as well as facebook cause I have a real life to be attended. Drop anything you want, I'll try to my best ability to reply. Trust me, you're gonna feel my absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-3454598071612484792?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/3454598071612484792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=3454598071612484792&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/3454598071612484792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/3454598071612484792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/01/everytime-you-leave-my-heart-turns-grey.html' title='I wasn&apos;t perfect but I made life worth it'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TR95wZsVeRI/AAAAAAAALhE/Hp9yLvnJ7H0/s72-c/packs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-6774843813068377362</id><published>2011-01-01T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T00:16:19.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Does new year bring new reasons to smile?</title><content type='html'>Look at what I've got on 2011's night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TR38HP3Tr-I/AAAAAAAALgk/s5PxnUN0VhE/s320/hgauigsj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556874716692852706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not going to eat until Le Boss lemme play -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Aaron is not completely ready yet [for the Premier League] but he has been practising every day with the group for two months. I hope that when he comes back &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;he should be ready in February&lt;/span&gt;.” [&lt;a href="http://www.arsenal.com/news/news-archive/wenger-why-i-won-t-extend-ramsey-loan"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's alright bb, you still have Carling Cup and FA Cup to play for!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy New Year, Rambo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TR3-BCkulLI/AAAAAAAALg8/tIg9AzUen2o/s1600/nicks.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 69px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TR3-BCkulLI/AAAAAAAALg8/tIg9AzUen2o/s320/nicks.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556876809069302962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Transition of a boy turning into a man, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy New Year, Nick&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-6774843813068377362?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/6774843813068377362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=6774843813068377362&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6774843813068377362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/6774843813068377362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2011/01/does-new-year-bring-new-reasons-to.html' title='Does new year bring new reasons to smile?'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7K7tWKCmvlU/TR38HP3Tr-I/AAAAAAAALgk/s5PxnUN0VhE/s72-c/hgauigsj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693891057969838347.post-5388231882175720705</id><published>2010-12-31T13:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T14:16:47.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Say what you want, I'm not hearing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One thing I hate about life is, TIME. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It never understands me.&lt;/span&gt; If flies so fast, as if it boards on a plane, flies with the pilot, and leaves me. I am sick of hearing each ‘tick’ of the clock, telling me 2011 is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I’m happy 2010 is ending. But every year is a year, lots of same things happened, I lost count. Some are left unnoticed, how silly it is when we chase something that is not running? I ended up living by being alone for most of the time. Be it, being single or in a relationship will not change who I am today. It’s not a big deal if my friends put me away; I do my own things and so do they.  I never wished to be respected cause this goes in bold, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you want to be respected, you have to respect others first&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being alone, I mean without &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; is never hard for me. Well even though sometimes friends are not always here by my side, I feel like the world is mine, even though I know there’s nothing to be lived up. I surrender; it’s up to you to like me or not, I am me, deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw me for what am saying, I’m just not interested to live, I surrender to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1693891057969838347-5388231882175720705?l=inabendtner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/feeds/5388231882175720705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1693891057969838347&amp;postID=5388231882175720705&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5388231882175720705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1693891057969838347/posts/default/5388231882175720705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inabendtner.blogspot.com/2010/12/say-what-you-want-im-not-hearing.html' title='Say what you want, I&apos;m not hearing'/><author><name>Ina Bendtner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12799548551405114606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahD4tLD_aow/Td8_ETWFALI/AAAAAAAALwk/mNNsK-4A6LI/s220/InaBendtner.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
