<?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-4417203078431447867</id><updated>2012-02-02T01:26:41.930-08:00</updated><category term='milk'/><category term='food shortage'/><category term='melamine'/><category term='dragon sketch'/><category term='monster'/><category term='china'/><category term='water serpent'/><category term='economic crisis'/><category term='water dragon'/><category term='earth dragon'/><category term='egg'/><category term='dragon'/><title type='text'>What if He tells you that you're not sorry?</title><subtitle type='html'>then it would be the end of me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' 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Name : mok&lt;br /&gt;2.My Birthday : 13sep09&lt;br /&gt;3.Who tagged you : cheng&lt;br /&gt;4.Name 5 best friends : pow, meng, yin, chiong, sun&lt;br /&gt;5.What do you wished for birthday : i'll be disappointed if made a wish&lt;br /&gt;6.Happy things that happened recently : chan and erin's drawing competition&lt;br /&gt;7.Most stressed about recently : you&lt;br /&gt;8.What is your dream about future : to do everything with you&lt;br /&gt;9.Do you have someone you like : isn't it obvious?&lt;br /&gt;10.Will you visit your ex-teacher in a classmate gathering : if i have the chance&lt;br /&gt;11.Most happy to hang out with : you&lt;br /&gt;12.If two of your friends are having conflicts : only childish people have cari pasal. i'll leave them alone until theyask me for advice&lt;br /&gt;13.Where is preferably the place to go with your lover : anywherewithyouisperfect&lt;br /&gt;14.What to do in Christmas : party!&lt;br /&gt;15.Who do you want to celebrate Christmas with : Everyone&lt;br /&gt;16.Bad habit on waking up early in the morning : wanting to go back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;17.How many siblings do you have : a younger bro&lt;br /&gt;18.Favourite song(Female) : umm...none&lt;br /&gt;19.Favourite song(Male) : a lot&lt;br /&gt;20.Favourite Colour :lime green&lt;br /&gt;21.Flush before using the toilets? : no&lt;br /&gt;22.Love me not? : I love everyone&lt;br /&gt;23.Affectionate to guys or girls : both&lt;br /&gt;24.What do you want to shout out loudly : ireallyreallyloveyou&lt;br /&gt;25.Do you dare to go toilets alone in the middle of the night? : Yea&lt;br /&gt;26.Will you take off your undies in while in the WC :what's a wc...&lt;br /&gt;27.Who's the bastard : me&lt;br /&gt;28.What's the current affection : huh?&lt;br /&gt;29.Ugly when asleep: dunno&lt;br /&gt;30.Whats the time now : 9 48pm&lt;br /&gt;31.Do you hate the person who tagged you : no&lt;br /&gt;32.Weight : 64gram&lt;br /&gt;33.Weather today : thunderstorm&lt;br /&gt;34.Are you pregnant : no&lt;br /&gt;35.What will you do if you win a lottery : nothing. what am i supposedto dowith it&lt;br /&gt;36.An activity that must be done while in the Uni -life : party&lt;br /&gt;37.People To Tag?&lt;br /&gt;1. sun&lt;br /&gt;2. dogdog&lt;br /&gt;3. pow&lt;br /&gt;4. yin&lt;br /&gt;5. joeygoh&lt;br /&gt;6. firaun&lt;br /&gt;7. jooee&lt;br /&gt;8. aja&lt;br /&gt;9. derrik&lt;br /&gt;10.weijie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01-Does no.4(yin) know no.6(firaun)??: Yes&lt;br /&gt;02-No.10(weijie) is a male or??: male&lt;br /&gt;03-The hobby of no.8?(aja): study sejarah&lt;br /&gt;04-Does no. 1 (sun) have any siblings?: Yea&lt;br /&gt;05-The surname of no.7(jooee)?: lim&lt;br /&gt;06-Does no.10(weijie) have alot of friends??: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;07-Anyone tackling no.4(yin)??: me&lt;br /&gt;08-If no.2 (dog)is being introduced??: huh&lt;br /&gt;09-The favourite colour of no.6(firaun)?: Not sure...black perhaps??&lt;br /&gt;12-Where is no.5 (joeygoh)studying currently??: penang&lt;br /&gt;13-How do you know no.10(weijie)??: classmate&lt;br /&gt;14-Whats the difference between the birth month of no.1 (sun) and you??: 9 months&lt;br /&gt;15-Ever hang out with no.9(derrik)??: ya&lt;br /&gt;16-Do you like to chat with no.2(dog)??: yaaaa&lt;br /&gt;17-Like to be with no.3(pow)??: yea&lt;br /&gt;18-How do you think about no.7(jooee)??: hot&lt;br /&gt;19-How do you think about no.9(der)??: hotter&lt;br /&gt;20-Do you love no.5(joeygoh)??: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Who tagged you with this questionnaire? : cheng&lt;br /&gt;2.How long have you known him/her : 8 years&lt;br /&gt;3.Do you think that he/she is important to you? : umm... yeah&lt;br /&gt;4.Your relationship with him/her : friend&lt;br /&gt;5.Whats his/hers hobby? : watch pokemon&lt;br /&gt;6.What do you think about his/her personality? : pleasant&lt;br /&gt;7.His/her points of importance in your heart : Important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st thing before sleep : pray&lt;br /&gt;1st thing after awaking from sleep : don't disturb me&lt;br /&gt;Your idol : none&lt;br /&gt;Favourite season : ermmm khatulistiwa weather&lt;br /&gt;Worked part-time before? : no&lt;br /&gt;Times worked : never&lt;br /&gt;Country that wanted to go the most : anywhere with you&lt;br /&gt;Personality hated : dont know&lt;br /&gt;Are you a crybaby? : yes&lt;br /&gt;You laugh alot? : yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to go out alone? : no, unless i'm upset aboutsomething&lt;br /&gt;What time will you wake up if it's a holiday?: depends&lt;br /&gt;Today's weather(Sunny Rainy Cloudy): rainy&lt;br /&gt;Choose between Friends and Lover : both&lt;br /&gt;Choose between Chances and Fates : i dontbelieve inboth&lt;br /&gt;Are you narcissist? : a narci-what?&lt;br /&gt;Is this questionnaire long? : yes but it's entertaining&lt;br /&gt;How to make yourself feel better every time? : i need a hug from you&lt;br /&gt;Favourite food : a lot&lt;br /&gt;Do you like ice? : not so much&lt;br /&gt;Are you full of happiness? : moderate&lt;br /&gt;Who are the friends that you care the most? : my buddies&lt;br /&gt;what's the most important item in your bed room? : erm...everything&lt;br /&gt;Most consistent dream at sleep : huh?&lt;br /&gt;Will you forgive a guy that is mentally disobedient? : there's such person?&lt;br /&gt;Whats the meaning of life? : To live a life pleasing to God&lt;br /&gt;Do you know?(See if you can answer this!): no i dont anymore&lt;br /&gt;When do you hate me? : I dont&lt;br /&gt;Like the day you were born or been into the society?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Like Taoism or Confucianism? : neither&lt;br /&gt;Favourite cake? : aja's kapkek&lt;br /&gt;Can we stop this game now? : ok&lt;br /&gt;Do you like sardins? ^^ : yea&lt;br /&gt;Who knows you the best? : God&lt;br /&gt;IQ higher or EQ?:both&lt;br /&gt;Computer or Mobile Phone : mobile phone&lt;br /&gt;friendster or Facebook? : neither&lt;br /&gt;Whats your wish right now? : i wish you'dkeep your promises&lt;br /&gt;Tired? : no&lt;br /&gt;Favourite drinks : water&lt;div 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Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-2314783985661589631</id><published>2009-06-14T19:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:31:53.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>i dont love my blog anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-2314783985661589631?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/2314783985661589631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-6332865681791179307</id><published>2009-06-11T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:53:48.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>250th</title><content type='html'>yay i posted 250 posts already so i think it's time for me to kill my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. tak sampai hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just drug it ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-6332865681791179307?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/6332865681791179307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=6332865681791179307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6332865681791179307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6332865681791179307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/06/250th.html' title='250th'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-4709936675321441411</id><published>2009-06-07T06:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T06:46:16.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The meanest spontaneous insult</title><content type='html'>*popcorn is a name of an exercise in judo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joey: ehh the way keethai do popcorn is soo cute larh~!&lt;br /&gt;me: EHH KEETHAI!! SHE THINKS YOU'RE CUTE!!&lt;br /&gt;keethai: *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;joey: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;NO NO NO! I SAY the way he does popcorn is cute!!! *turns to keethai* but you are not that cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yerrr soifon's bankai is lame.&lt;br /&gt;and to make things worse, &lt;br /&gt;halibel is going to lose to the white haired kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yorrr... &lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-4709936675321441411?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/4709936675321441411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=4709936675321441411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4709936675321441411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4709936675321441411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/06/meanest-spontaneous-insult_07.html' title='The meanest spontaneous insult'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-3872316656167574828</id><published>2009-06-06T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T06:08:27.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>like a deer</title><content type='html'>no, not paneth for the water.&lt;br /&gt;like a deer, enter village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seperti rusa masuk kampung.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in joey's house. her relatives came to visit.&lt;br /&gt;michelle drag me downstairs and the kid over here is like pouring cold water on me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blergh. i don't like kids.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i'm afraid of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-3872316656167574828?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/3872316656167574828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=3872316656167574828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/3872316656167574828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/3872316656167574828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/06/like-deer.html' title='like a deer'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-5597486872426705062</id><published>2009-06-05T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T08:14:13.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Judo training</title><content type='html'>by jonathan.&lt;br /&gt;is hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he made us run for like, 45 min and continue with frogjump.&lt;br /&gt;no rest.&lt;br /&gt;oh goshh and he made us 'crawl' on the mat.&lt;br /&gt;you have to like use your elbow to drag your body across the whole place. &lt;br /&gt;and the result is PAINFUL!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sikxr5mPsXI/AAAAAAAABgU/KXrRVkKLzsQ/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sikxr5mPsXI/AAAAAAAABgU/KXrRVkKLzsQ/s400/Image013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343857063117173106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SikxrhuJJgI/AAAAAAAABgM/dbZ1P0zaxno/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SikxrhuJJgI/AAAAAAAABgM/dbZ1P0zaxno/s400/Image014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343857056707847682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and he calls this little thing?? OUCH LA WEYH&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T EVEN BATHE WITH THIS WOUND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh and i just discovered that we use our elbow A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot eat properly,&lt;br /&gt;cannot sleep properly.&lt;br /&gt;cannot wash my armpits,&lt;br /&gt;cannot wear shirt properly,&lt;br /&gt;cannot walk in crowds painlessly,&lt;br /&gt;cannot stand in a breeze painlessly,&lt;br /&gt;cannot do breakfall properly,&lt;br /&gt;cannot do add maths project properly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhh crap la this addmaths project.&lt;br /&gt;we have to DO A REPORT ON HISTORY OF PI??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least if they ask us to do a project on CHEMISTRY or PHYSICS or even HISTORY it's not as bad as addmaths la&lt;br /&gt;add maths project is like a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;at least if we do a project on chemistry like, &lt;br /&gt;study alloys or atoms or molecules&lt;br /&gt;or do a project on physics like,&lt;br /&gt;studying the gravity on earth and on moon and blablabla...&lt;br /&gt;it would be more applicable la.&lt;br /&gt;STUDYING ADD MATHS?? &lt;br /&gt;pffffft. circles some more. heyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahla elbow sakit gila...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no, not only elbow sakit.&lt;br /&gt;hati sakit.&lt;br /&gt;because of what or should i say, WHO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an MBS judoka weighing 55kg or below, green belt,&lt;br /&gt;landed on my face when we were sparring.&lt;br /&gt;*spams curse and swear words*&lt;br /&gt;and my tooth went in.&lt;br /&gt;now i have to wear BRACES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will NEVER LAUGH if possible&lt;br /&gt;and i cannot be a punk or jrocker anymore because i cannot smile.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be&lt;br /&gt;EMO&lt;br /&gt;EMO&lt;br /&gt;EMO&lt;br /&gt;EMO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my teeth laaaaaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;i have the longest most perfect pair of wolf fangs.&lt;br /&gt;and now one tooth went inward.&lt;br /&gt;and i have to go for braces.&lt;br /&gt;and if you take a closer look to my teeth,&lt;br /&gt;it's obvious that the dentist will extract my fangs before putting on braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nooo...&lt;br /&gt;fine&lt;br /&gt;pull lah&lt;br /&gt;i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna preserve my beautiful pair of flawless fangss&lt;br /&gt;in a glass bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and keep it for my cucu's and cicit's to see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYO STOP CONSOLING YOURSELF LA MOKKK!!!&lt;br /&gt;you know you're freaking upset and wished that jonathan landed on wai hong's face too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH my sexy lustrous fangs are gonna be EXTRACTED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh wanna upload a pic of jeremy!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sik0yjKkMsI/AAAAAAAABgc/VhJSGTB-6bM/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sik0yjKkMsI/AAAAAAAABgc/VhJSGTB-6bM/s400/Image032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343860475889464002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guess what's he's sleeping on =]]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scroll downnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sik09OPWRdI/AAAAAAAABgk/R6Gdzez-DH4/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sik09OPWRdI/AAAAAAAABgk/R6Gdzez-DH4/s400/Image037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343860659250939346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;that wasn't an armrest!! it's suppose to be worn when you're fighting in taekwondo competition ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh and this picture, i took during diagnostics exams.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sik1YoJrE2I/AAAAAAAABgs/UlUsfZlQ5S0/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sik1YoJrE2I/AAAAAAAABgs/UlUsfZlQ5S0/s400/Image034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343861130062926690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;everybody tak datang because it was bio exam (ours is engineering class and only 5 people sitting for bio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyy and i sat for seni exam on this day,&lt;br /&gt;we took our own sweet time, slumber only, and ate during exam (wahhh)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sik14VdrVXI/AAAAAAAABg0/rlhRocpAOh0/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sik14VdrVXI/AAAAAAAABg0/rlhRocpAOh0/s400/Image031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343861674802369906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my kuay teow goreng basah i ta pao from the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;=[ not nice...&lt;br /&gt;our canteen food tak sedap de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yaaaa this 27june PESS have hari kantin!!!&lt;br /&gt;i want to go =[ andrea said that their canteen got sell PAN MEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]]]] i'm gonna lie to the guards saying i'm eva's daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-5597486872426705062?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/5597486872426705062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=5597486872426705062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5597486872426705062'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont feel like blogging la because its the hols and i feel like sleeping all day after a whole hectic month of ujians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like yin's necklace. i think it's made of some transition elements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA she says im beginning to talk like ian. yay. i sound pandai&lt;br /&gt;i just dont like to look pandai. get what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im being lame i don't know what kind of cursed spell ppl put on me to make me jadi so lame and so not original.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be my oldself back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-5418132059833182502?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/5418132059833182502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=5418132059833182502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5418132059833182502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5418132059833182502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-feel-like-blogging-la-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-2812753556440688451</id><published>2009-05-29T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:29:41.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kurang ajar</title><content type='html'>KURANG AJAR PUNYA STUDENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chihoe and gang were the last to perform today on stage for teachers day.&lt;br /&gt;so chihoe was singing and before he finish the song, the clock striked half past 12 pm,&lt;br /&gt;and to our horror, everyone is standing up and leaving already (while the band was still halfway thru their performances)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;father mucker punya people. imagine YOU ARE SINGING ON STAGE and then people just leave halfway. &lt;br /&gt;one or two people leaving also hurt you damn much,&lt;br /&gt;imagine more than half of the hall leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muck you all who had the intentions to leave it was freaking rude i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;cant you just wait for a few more minutes for them to finish their song?? why so impatient want to go home? got chick for you all to play and do one night two night stand is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is wrong with the mindsets of these juniors (and some seniors) nowadays&lt;br /&gt;x de respect langsung&lt;br /&gt;prefects scream also they don't care.&lt;br /&gt;need to use brute strength and punch them at their bloody face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yaaaa today at the LRT &lt;br /&gt;omg so funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a fat guy, he was sat right next to a woman and he was PRETENDING TO SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;he stretched his hand to grab the woman's chest. the woman was so annoyed she shift to the opposite seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i know he was pretending?&lt;br /&gt;a businessman walked into the train and tripped on his leg.&lt;br /&gt;he opened ONE EYE to see who it was and went on pretending&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha cant blame him for being horny la&lt;br /&gt;he so bloody gemuk, who wants to do sex with him la. ahahahahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-2812753556440688451?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/2812753556440688451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=2812753556440688451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2812753556440688451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2812753556440688451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/kurang-ajar.html' title='kurang ajar'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-6391608400354524042</id><published>2009-05-28T05:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T05:39:40.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boom</title><content type='html'>drop an atomic bomb in my area and i will die painlessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay my mom allowed me to join both the national competition and the retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay we have to complete add maths project&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;yay we have seni project to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay my pimples are decreasing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay my PMS symptoms are starting to show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay i put on weight after losing weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay i'm not happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-6391608400354524042?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/6391608400354524042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=6391608400354524042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6391608400354524042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6391608400354524042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/boom.html' title='boom'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-4511906990419909379</id><published>2009-05-25T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T04:47:36.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>broar</title><content type='html'>we are the first couple on earth to break up because you're afraid that i'll score higher than you in exam by cheating.&lt;br /&gt;i should enter the ghee-nee's world of records (how the heck u spell that?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the 6541891561815th person on earth to drink cold hong dau sui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she gave me back everything. like the past one year never came.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShuHIXKka9I/AAAAAAAABfI/9NjSBJgmx2c/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShuHIXKka9I/AAAAAAAABfI/9NjSBJgmx2c/s400/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340010360904903634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hey girl, what happen to the other 2? i gave 12 altogether but there's only ten in the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for sale. anyone? there's a lot of money and memories inside them.&lt;br /&gt;my memories. bittersweet memories.&lt;br /&gt;i have four more with me and they're right next to me now. very good condition&lt;br /&gt;it still squeaks "muax muax muax, i love you!"&lt;br /&gt;for sale too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 2 REAL PET TORTOISES they're really big now. you want them?&lt;br /&gt;seperate them if you bought them from me. they're not meant for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate tortoises.&lt;br /&gt;they're slow.&lt;br /&gt;and green.&lt;br /&gt;they're cute when they're young but fierce and unfaithful when they grow up.&lt;br /&gt;they eat the food you give them but when u want to play with them, they hide in their shells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this world, only you can voice out how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;but when i do so, you say that i don't love you.&lt;br /&gt;so i shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i don't talk to you, you say i don't love you.&lt;br /&gt;so i go hug you everyday, then you say annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i need your attention, it all went to the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one month la. &lt;br /&gt;exam only ah... don't give shit excuses like "my new phone fragile ah" &lt;br /&gt;or "exam ah, study la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i text you, you lazy to reply.&lt;br /&gt;when he text you, you replied so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u call at night, only to say goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, you sent the most sms-es. and ALL OF THEM cursing me one.&lt;br /&gt;say i rude. say i no manners. say i cheater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can say that i'm ugly.&lt;br /&gt;im fat. im stupid.&lt;br /&gt;but don't say that i'm selfish and did not change when it is YOUR FEELINGS towards me that have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't make it look like i'm the one who ditched you when it is you who don't love me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love me for ten years?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShuI9sFku-I/AAAAAAAABfQ/wDGj85bjJgc/s1600-h/my+foot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShuI9sFku-I/AAAAAAAABfQ/wDGj85bjJgc/s400/my+foot.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340012376565791714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough.&lt;br /&gt;enough of getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;tho we may not be together now but i will keep my promise to be your punching bag.&lt;br /&gt;if a guy ditches you, i understand but well, i'll still be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;because my feelings for you will take a long time to fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh yin, heinekken sucks. not working lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-4511906990419909379?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/4511906990419909379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=4511906990419909379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4511906990419909379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4511906990419909379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/broar.html' title='broar'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShuHIXKka9I/AAAAAAAABfI/9NjSBJgmx2c/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-604714690280199442</id><published>2009-05-25T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T06:09:00.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ditched</title><content type='html'>ditched, 4 days after the first anniversary. because of ONE MISUNDERSTANDING&lt;br /&gt;i am single and available now. come date me. the more the better&lt;br /&gt;see, i have a great sex appeal.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShqYS0Mjb8I/AAAAAAAABfA/ocDbxAKFPnY/s1600-h/Picture+004%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShqYS0Mjb8I/AAAAAAAABfA/ocDbxAKFPnY/s400/Picture+004%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339747757217509314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i know you want to date me. that's not my man anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making me feel so free.&lt;br /&gt;i have a great feeling i'll definitely score and A1 for physics tmr you knoww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i broke myself into a humble person just to please you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i shut myself from my social life just to give you more attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i give up studying my favourite subject so that you can score the highest, or at least the second highest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but nothing changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i saw that coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've cried for the pass few nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so im not crying tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to readers,&lt;br /&gt;if your bf/gf doesn't text you, with the lame excuse EXAM.&lt;br /&gt;get ready to be ditched.&lt;br /&gt;hey leehom fanatic, we're of the same fate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-604714690280199442?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/604714690280199442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=604714690280199442' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/604714690280199442'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>annoying</title><content type='html'>i've been a junior in secondary school before but i'm not as jakun as the juniors now.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell la seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know arh when we were sitting for exams, the juniors kan no exam.&lt;br /&gt;they ran and stomp their feet and scream like they got no mother to teach.&lt;br /&gt;and we were sitting for for our add maths paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, they start exam.&lt;br /&gt;the seniors kan (us) we bincang physics paper,&lt;br /&gt;then the junior's class' teacher came and ask us to quiet because the juniors sitting for exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die la.&lt;br /&gt;now i know why emerene used to hate juniors so much.&lt;br /&gt;juniors reading this if you terasa, sorry la&lt;br /&gt;just ask your noisy friends, who always treat the school's corridor as their football field, to STFU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew. okay i ruined my reputation as the friendly all-loving moky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i know you place studies in a higher position that i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boohoo. physics don't want to friend me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-8867061892065793282?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/8867061892065793282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=8867061892065793282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/8867061892065793282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/8867061892065793282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/annoying.html' title='annoying'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-2176888640170965266</id><published>2009-05-24T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T05:25:11.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>judo competition</title><content type='html'>oh my gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;i know that chew chew got gold&lt;br /&gt;but joey getting gold is like MIRACLE&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOOO SHE PROVED ME WRONG THAT FIRST TIMERS CANNOT WIN IN COMPETITION!&lt;br /&gt;T.T im so proud of you my tou-dai you should kiss my feet now&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah everyday let her trip and throw (out of the blue) is worth it afterall T.T make me proud make me proud wahahhah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the results maybe go to full stop's blog or peisun's blog and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyerrr if i knew that the competition is in MBS i will surely go and support because my mom went to methodist church todayyyyyyyyyy.......&lt;br /&gt;erm.. on second thought...better not la.&lt;br /&gt;aunty susan see me then i dunno what le. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw my face and my body in the mirror today. &lt;br /&gt;is it just me or am i becoming uglier and fatter.&lt;br /&gt;i never had pimples on my cheek and now i have two.&lt;br /&gt;and tummy is woah. like winnie the pooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh i can't imagine what's gonna happen if i go shopping at times square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *enters goth shop*&lt;br /&gt;salesgirl: yes miss can i help you?&lt;br /&gt;me: wow this shirt very yeng lehhh how much arr&lt;br /&gt;salesgirl: erm... RM500++++&lt;br /&gt;me: waaaaaaa... ermm this one too small for me. got bigger one a not&lt;br /&gt;salesgirl: no all standard size. so that fat people who are not worthy to dress up like Jrockers don't have to chance to ruin a JROCKER'S IMAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... physics physics.&lt;br /&gt;now let's imagine i have the power to control all matter in the universe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-2176888640170965266?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/2176888640170965266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=2176888640170965266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2176888640170965266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2176888640170965266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/judo-competition.html' title='judo competition'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-8965462371205581615</id><published>2009-05-22T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T06:25:43.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shower test</title><content type='html'>how to cure... =S&lt;br /&gt;i hate hate hate constipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tummy looks big if i don't go poo for days.&lt;br /&gt;and what's worse, half way doing chemistry exam today. i tummy hurts like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah so if i screw chemistry i can still point a finger to something else =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gasp gasp. tired la burning midnight oil everyday. and guezz wut? this is only diagnostics.&lt;br /&gt;what about spm? all monkeys of year 1992 will have panda eyes and eye bags due to burning midnight oil every night. ohmyga nooooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yerrr just now got a lottt of things in my head wanna blog but i forgot ady. nvm la. i go sleep. im dead tired. can't wait for holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw chemistry, physics, history, everything.&lt;br /&gt;i love plumbum iodide. at least i know i can get 1/50 for paper one.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i highlighted red for whatever i chose.&lt;br /&gt;blue is for my PERFECT PARTNER&lt;br /&gt;ERM. orange for my second perfect partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When you step into a shower, which part&lt;br /&gt;of the body do you wash first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Please select a body first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A. Chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Face&lt;br /&gt;C. Armpits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;D. Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E. Privates&lt;br /&gt;F. Shoulders&lt;br /&gt;G. Others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A. Chest:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You are a practical person. Straightforward and do not beat around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;the bush. To you, convenience is of paramount importance. You &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;hate to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;be distracted when concentrating and are impatient with people who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;do not see things your way&lt;/span&gt;. A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;good sex partner&lt;/span&gt; and willing to try new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;things. Your &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;best partner in life will be those who choose D (Hair)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;(WOOO HOOO HAHAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Face:&lt;br /&gt;Money is important to you and you will do anything to get it.&lt;br /&gt;Integrity and dignity is not important. You feel that friends are&lt;br /&gt;there to be used and life is one big hassle. Other people find it hard&lt;br /&gt;to understand you, but you are not concerned as to what they think.&lt;br /&gt;Very self-centered person. Average sex partner as too selfish and&lt;br /&gt;tend to be absorbed in self pleasure at the expense of your partner.&lt;br /&gt;Your best partner in life will be those who choose E (Privates)&lt;br /&gt;and G (Others).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman,new york,times,serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C. Armpits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are a dependable and hard working person. Generally very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;popular person as you are very down to earth and willing to help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;others. Tend to get yourself into trouble as you cannot tell whether &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;people are genuine towards you. Make very poor sex partners as you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are the working type with average talent. Your best partner in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will be those who choose F (Shoulders).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;D. Hair:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Artistic&lt;/span&gt; type. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Daydreaming&lt;/span&gt; is your hobby, but you &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;can achieve what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;most other people cannot. &lt;/span&gt;Dedication is lacking, but you will work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tirelessly towards goals which are to your liking. Money is not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;important. Friends are but only intellectuals and fellow artistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;types. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Make the best sex partners as you are most willing to explore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;and please ther other partner&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Talent is your main strength.&lt;/span&gt; Your best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;partner in life will be those who chose A (Chest) and E (Privates). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;E. Privates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Shy&lt;/span&gt; type. You&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; lack self confidence&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;tend to be bullied by others&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You do not have lots of friends as others find you &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;boring and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;unattractive&lt;/span&gt;. Perserverance is not your strength and you tend to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;up easily&lt;/span&gt; and at the first opportunity. However, you make an &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;average sex partner&lt;/span&gt;. You are able to show your true emotions to very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;few people. Hence in sex, you find your inner strengths. Your best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;sex partner in life will be those who choose B (Face) and D (Hair).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F. Shoulder:&lt;br /&gt;A born loser. You fail in everything that you do. People dislike you&lt;br /&gt;and you tend to spend your time alone. Your type have been known to&lt;br /&gt;be heavy gamblers and drinkers. You see the world as a livin hell.&lt;br /&gt;Money and power is also important to you. But your luck will always&lt;br /&gt;fail you. You make a lousy sex partner. You will find it difficult to&lt;br /&gt;find a partner in life. Those who choose C (Armpits) are your&lt;br /&gt;only chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G. Others:&lt;br /&gt;You are a very average person. Undoubtedly, you have your inner&lt;br /&gt;strengths, but people find it hard to see. You must learn to be a little&lt;br /&gt;bit more adventurous and see your potential. Deep down, you are very&lt;br /&gt;likeable person with very few faults. However, the key will be to&lt;br /&gt;make your strengts stand out and not just hide you weaknessess. You&lt;br /&gt;are an average sex partner. You have great fantasies about different&lt;br /&gt;techniques, but unfortunately are not brave enough to try them out.&lt;br /&gt;Your best partner in life will be those who choose B (Face).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see. i know you all wanna be like me now. HAHAHHAAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errmmm.... how to pronounce rexona? i saw the advertisement they pronounced it as ree-yo-na.&lt;br /&gt;so who says i cannot make up my own online name xnea, HURMMM?&lt;br /&gt;silent X la! nea nea nea ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blliak, i hate children. i will never ever go through labour pain, not even if i know that my son will be a prince or if i know that my daughter will be the next miss malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;anyone with my blood sure pretty one okay so shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i wanna marry, im gonna marry someone who dislike kids.&lt;br /&gt;but most guys also like kids wanna be father.&lt;br /&gt;i marry the mirror la. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-8965462371205581615?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/8965462371205581615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=8965462371205581615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/8965462371205581615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/8965462371205581615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/constipation.html' title='shower test'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-4401856005796988093</id><published>2009-05-20T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:10:30.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sickening sejarah</title><content type='html'>guezz wut?&lt;br /&gt;i drank coffee at 12am yesterday for the sake of staying awake to study history.&lt;br /&gt;i went to bed at 2 30am,&lt;br /&gt;i tossed and turned and got up umpteen times to go to shee shee,&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i tried hypnotizing myself too but it didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;how am i supposed to know that caffeine takes effect for 6 hours. fishcake la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't sleep. AT ALL! damn boring staring at the ceiling trying to get myself to sleep. wanted to study some more but my mind is soo tired already i can't stuff anymore megasized 'folders' into my 128mb brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alas... historyyy exammm&lt;br /&gt;objective i use m16 to shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subjective, when i saw the first page (hwang ho)&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaa so relieved. know how to do everything.&lt;br /&gt;then second page, then third page.&lt;br /&gt;felt like tearing the paper la. it's like susah susah i write all the notes from 10pm to 2 30am and only hwang ho shits come out??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasted. my time, my energy, and my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;so now, im going to sleep. gnite ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;i am the sleeping beau-punk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-4401856005796988093?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/4401856005796988093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=4401856005796988093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4401856005796988093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4401856005796988093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/sejarah-info-not-valid-anymore.html' title='sickening sejarah'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-1345772234543436929</id><published>2009-05-20T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T04:33:51.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>screw chem</title><content type='html'>ooo hydrogen peroxide is h2o2, not h2o3&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahla i stupid enough, today's chemistry paper made me feel more foolish&lt;br /&gt;and people around were like&lt;br /&gt;"wahh so easyyy!"&lt;br /&gt;"what you put for inference?"&lt;br /&gt;"what's the color for the universal indicator??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the enthusiasm? T.T&lt;br /&gt;the answer for the universal indicator thing was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; but i'm damn cmart, i put &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;. screw you universal indicator. why the heck must we have so many types of indicator of different colors,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;phenolphthalein&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;methyl orange&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;litmus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;paper&lt;/span&gt;... :( one enough la... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what i told kitt and wjie, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;superpower to manipulate bonds and the forces between them&lt;/span&gt;, will definitely inspire me to study harder.&lt;br /&gt;it's the most powerful superpower ever. it's like you're able to control the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can simply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;speed up a reaction&lt;/span&gt; without needing some stupid catalyst because you can simply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lower the activation energy&lt;/span&gt; by simply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weakening the van der waal's force&lt;/span&gt; by reducing the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mass of the atom&lt;/span&gt;... with that superpower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then with that superpower, you can defy all collision theory because the bonds and the atoms and their movementssss... is in your hands~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with that superpower, you can simply and easily cause things to explode by seperating and simply adding protons neutons electrons and mroe more more etc-tons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.. i can destroy all the mat rempits in malaysia by erm.. simply causing them to explode.&lt;br /&gt;wait. how ah?&lt;br /&gt;is it possible to lower the pH value of the HCl is your stomach until it simply leaks out of your body? okay i'm going to study that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES, YOU CAN SIMPLY CREATE AN ACID WITH THAT SUPER POWERRRR&lt;br /&gt;just create a bond between any H ions and any other crap ions you can get your hands on.&lt;br /&gt;even if the ions are inert.&lt;br /&gt;yesss i can definitely appear in the newspaper if i found the possibility of inert ions reacting with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't have to study reduction and oxidation or electrolysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhh imagine you have the power and you're so called unstoppable.&lt;br /&gt;and then (kitt's idea) the authorities lock you up in a big big steel boxx.&lt;br /&gt;don't be so childish with a cartoonish mind that you can just seperate the ions into air particles la like this not realistic already and that one has nothing to do with chemistry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's look at the last chapter of form4, ALLOYS!!&lt;br /&gt;steel is made of different metals ma. let's say duralumin la...&lt;br /&gt;the different size of the different metal particles made it hard for the atoms to slip over another thus, duralumin is stronger than pure metal..&lt;br /&gt;what i'm gonna do is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna use my super power and manipulate the bonds between these atoms and rearrange them so that it's like the pure metals arranged in order, thus reducing the hardness of the box.&lt;br /&gt;and then you can easily escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhh if i can have that super power, definitely score A for chemistry and physics. because 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madinah), Bab 10&lt;br /&gt;Form 5 - Bab 2 (don't have Sabah Sarawak), Bab 4 (study Malayan Union and Persekutuan Tanah Melayu)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-7571605337052381695?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/7571605337052381695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=7571605337052381695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7571605337052381695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7571605337052381695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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lose those horrible monstrous oil seeds on my face asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg tell me what to do&lt;br /&gt;dont tell me that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAIR CAN GROW AGAIN ONE MA&lt;/span&gt; because i know that too la!!!&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THE HAIRRRR&lt;/span&gt; that makes you guys &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;ENVY&lt;/span&gt; MEEE&lt;br /&gt;without the hair... boo hoo i don't wanna think about it.&lt;br /&gt;chi hoe and keeyi may not wanna talk to me anymore boo hoooo HAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i neeeddd &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the haiirrrrr&lt;/span&gt;!!! overdone hairstyles are jrockers initial!!!&lt;br /&gt;i can't imagine dressing up like one of them but my hair is like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; student cut&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;like those shit lalas who think they're so cool padahal their hair short until above the eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;some leh, crew cut also wanna spike.&lt;br /&gt;some leh, short, but wear baggy baggy clothes and pierce the ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;die la&lt;/span&gt; all those lalas who are so not lala.&lt;br /&gt;paling hate that kind of ppl. heyer. at least i dont attempt to dress like that.&lt;br /&gt;not until i have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;the hair&lt;/span&gt; which will turn heads that is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahh my hair &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;already turn heads&lt;/span&gt; ;P&lt;br /&gt;im too busy preparing for exams to dress up HAHA konon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i opened my chemistry book.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know that hydrogen peroxide exist (as my version of hydrogen trioxide)&lt;br /&gt;a newwww discovery, inspired me to at least open the book and weeeeeeddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait. got hydrogen trioxide one a not?? :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless erin agrees to do brain transplant with me, it's utterly impossible for me to score STRAIGHT A'S for SPM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-1744638098560859655?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/1744638098560859655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=1744638098560859655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/1744638098560859655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/1744638098560859655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/scream.html' title='scream'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-3509553470056673939</id><published>2009-05-18T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:44:12.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vivangvang</title><content type='html'>saje.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-3509553470056673939?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-7681635986308165316</id><published>2009-05-17T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T07:07:46.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baajyu koto</title><content type='html'>what's the meaning of the japanese word up there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baju kotor ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished my shower and when i was putting on my shirt, pooh! smells like the wet market!!! serious shit no joke... i don't know what the honeybee my maid do with the sabun la. my mom scolded her gao gao today...&lt;br /&gt;it's like 2 days ago my mom bought the sabun, then today, more than half of the soap finish.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DID SHE DO TO THE SOAP? EAT AH?&lt;br /&gt;my judo shirt stinks the MOST&lt;br /&gt;you know what kind of stink a not?? is like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;didn't use enough soap to wash&lt;/span&gt; that kind of stink plus the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;not dry yet but go and keep in the closet&lt;/span&gt; kind of stink.&lt;br /&gt;imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh now i know which part of my face makes me look less japanese.&lt;br /&gt;it's my noseee... hurrrmmmmm....... i remember last time when i was a kid, ALL my my mom's buddy thought that i'm a japanese.&lt;br /&gt;and i used to have a high nose. but then i also pick my nose, rub it and then press it down. holy cow i deformed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm nvm still got cure!!! i'm going to buy a bandana from times square and follow reita's footsteps.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gazerock.ga.funpic.de/gallery/reita/reita117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 733px; height: 1095px;" src="http://gazerock.ga.funpic.de/gallery/reita/reita117.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why did he cover his nose? i saw him without his bandana before. his nose cantik&lt;br /&gt;:S only people like me need bandana to cover our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imperfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some one please teach me how to get some curves.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not fat, but i don't have curves. it's like no matter how many sit ups i do also don't have curves. merimaskan betul.&lt;br /&gt;i need the curvesssssss :S i can't lose to girly men because whatever it is, i'm still a girl and they're still men... boo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna lose those fats and acne&lt;br /&gt;then train myself to wear contact lens T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh and if you wonder why i wanna look like those MEN down there, it's not because i'm a freaking pondan okay i am not tb so so so not tb and i'm now proud to be a girl because people won't call you gay when you put make up HAHA SCREW THE MALES&lt;br /&gt;hmph, anyways, this is how a jrock girl looks like&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.moviemania.com.sg/forums/uploads/post-18-1121149633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 700px; height: 1018px;" src="http://www.moviemania.com.sg/forums/uploads/post-18-1121149633.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurmmmm i don't wanna look like that. i don't like their skirts (i don't like skirts)&lt;br /&gt;too gaudy. and it's gonna make me look slightly overweight.&lt;br /&gt; i rather adorn myself with those male jrocker's stuff because it is THEIR CLOTHINGS that reveal body shape and your taste.&lt;br /&gt;hurrmmm and some jrock girls, bleachpermdyestraightenbleachsomemorepermagain like they &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;don't have mother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, even if your mom allows la, she should at least tell you the consequences laaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.tsk&lt;br /&gt;tsk.tsk.tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in need of that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;particular one person&lt;/span&gt;'s attention which i don't get.&lt;br /&gt;notice that lately, i raise my voice and get all hyped up when i talk? i've gone to the extend of willingly hummiliating myself to get attention. oh cow... i'm such an attention whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe if i suddenly beat erin flat in her studies, i might appear on the newspapers frontcover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-7681635986308165316?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/7681635986308165316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=7681635986308165316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7681635986308165316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7681635986308165316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/baajyu-koto.html' title='baajyu koto'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-5061244823613766281</id><published>2009-05-16T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:12:46.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pikaboo</title><content type='html'>warghhh i'm so sorry i know that one day God will punish me (by ruining my face)&lt;br /&gt;i just cant help it!!! i cant wait for freaking SPM to be overrr&lt;br /&gt;i want to look like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. miyavi, i want his eyebrows, and his face features. and his hair style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.foroswebgratis.com/imagenes_foros/8/5/8/2/5/720790miyavi0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.foroswebgratis.com/imagenes_foros/8/5/8/2/5/720790miyavi0203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.camasi.de/e506/e717/e718/miyavi_ger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 330px;" src="http://www.camasi.de/e506/e717/e718/miyavi_ger.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XcV21c4BNQ/R7pC-rM7SGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ip2HI_2q4aM/s320/miyavi.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XcV21c4BNQ/R7pC-rM7SGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ip2HI_2q4aM/s320/miyavi.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i dont care if he's a guy a girl a pondan or a robot. he has style. he's pretty and i want to look like him :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. aoi&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.quizilla.com/user_images/A/AN/ANG/AngelSenshi/1190134157_zettEAoi15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 579px; height: 800px;" src="http://www.quizilla.com/user_images/A/AN/ANG/AngelSenshi/1190134157_zettEAoi15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i want his hair highlight but mine's gonna be BLUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of all, i want to look like&lt;br /&gt;URUHA&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gazerock.ga.funpic.de/gallery/uruha/uruha161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 807px; height: 1118px;" src="http://gazerock.ga.funpic.de/gallery/uruha/uruha161.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i like everything (physical) about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy i'm sooo going to lose some weight and take care of my eff-see-ew-kay-ing acne problem and mencapai cita2 to look like them.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna slim down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why people love hana? (to the extend of wanting to marry her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;wow... wait, is that a he or a SHE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;he... HAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hahaha. well, yeah, his style is kinda unusual :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yehh, im sick of bill kaulitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;huhu, why why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dunno lehhh, dun like lor, ahahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;haha. but he's pretty you knw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;well, sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;when he doesnt look too weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;miyavi prettierrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sw:Set. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;miyavi looks weirder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hahaha but yeah, miyavi is pretty too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ehhhhhhh why are guys prettier than girls, wehhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;AHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;yealaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;unfair betul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;we are here discussing GUYS who are PRETTY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;but its true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;some guys are prettierrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;oi, they terlebih X chromosome ke? =_= we terkurang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;im losing to miyavi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;AHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HAHAHA xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i wanna look like him laaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;nvm nvm. one day you'll be prettier than miyavi (altho u'll still get less media coverage than him) and you can laugh at his face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;AHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hahaha. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;ergh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;if i no pimples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sure can look like him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;wanna bet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. s*ys*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hmph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;haha. dun wanna bet. i'll sure lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;alarrh, no need to be like miyavi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;be better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;then one day ppl will say, "eh, i wanna be like moky! if i dun hv pimples, i'll look like moky! wanna bet?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;omg, wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WAHHHAHAHHAA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;DREAM ON LA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;:S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;ehh i know you want to look like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;no la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i wanna look like myself xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you've just made me feel like a wannabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm good at making people believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;next thing i'll be a conman on the run =_=''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/user_images/A/AN/ANG/AngelSenshi/1190134157_zettEAoi15.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;tengok ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;man also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;AHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eehhhhh, marry these kind o guys la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;we'll get pretty daughters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;like super pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ROFL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;actually, i think it's just the make up tht makes em look super... well like a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;nooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;u see their mv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;the way they walk, sit, act, sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;also like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;eyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;im more man than them la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SERIOUS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;OMG, you're more manly than them? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;AHAHAHAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;... welll... if you look at it this way... then u can be the man in the relationship, and they'll be the girl. it'll still be balanced, so wth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HAA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;omg uruha is prettier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;go google uruha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;=_='' moky. they're guys who look like girls. it's hot, but really la... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faranza Syns says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and okay, maybe uruha IS hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;uruhaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ this is proof that i'm sweet. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sei john mok. how can you say that i don't look japanese when GASPPP you've just broken and ruined my self-confidence and self-esteem!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-5061244823613766281?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/5061244823613766281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=5061244823613766281' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5061244823613766281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5061244823613766281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/pikaboo.html' title='pikaboo'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XcV21c4BNQ/R7pC-rM7SGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ip2HI_2q4aM/s72-c/miyavi.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-5807763528689241752</id><published>2009-05-16T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T05:14:57.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WAHAHA!!! brag brag brag</title><content type='html'>jeng jeng jeng jeng~!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm the ONLY ONE who scored FULL MARKS FOR ADD MATHS IN SUBASH'S CLASS TODAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;*CHEERRR CHEEERRR APPLAUSEEE!!! SCREAM MY NAME PLEASE!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhahah! i cleared my nama buruk i got last week!!! &gt;=D rahaahha! you see laaaaaaaaa he always cai me say my marks lousyyyyyyy padahal only once i screwed =PP tunjuk let him see&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha kebanggaan yang teramattt =P&lt;br /&gt;and he said i look like michelle yeoh OMG AHAHAH!! he doesn't look sarcastic because he complimented on the way i dress for like, twice or thrice?&lt;br /&gt;omggg and i thought my looks tak cukup T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHHAHAH if now i look like michelle yeoh (don't spoil the atmosphere pls, let me brag)&lt;br /&gt;after spm, i'll look like charmaine seh WAHAHAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'M HALFWAY THROUGH LOOKING LIKE BILL KAULITZZZ OMGGG YESHHHHHH (shut up and let me continue blowing  my water can a not?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la enough of bragging. =[&lt;br /&gt;next tuesday got lukisan teknik T.T i damn hate parabola and tangent.&lt;br /&gt;enlarging side, enlarging area, heyer screw it la i should've gone to arts stream and score distinction for every paper there,&lt;br /&gt;and make it to anugerah cemerlang for 2 years straight HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neh, that's not gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's too late to change my mind...&lt;br /&gt;it's too laa-aa-aa-aa-te~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beating julian is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;okay la, possible. I'M THE FIRSTTTT AHAHAHAH! i still rmb how bangga i was beating him flat like FLAT YOU KNOWWW&lt;br /&gt;97 and 79. walaaaaaaaaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyerr i wish i got that high for spm ler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aihhh but he and joey is like the class genius/nerd&lt;br /&gt;like definitely impossible to beat them anymore la... it's like they're the only nerds in class who study.&lt;br /&gt;how can julian manage dota and studies and the same time...&lt;br /&gt;how can joey focus on both ARASHI and books at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;omgggg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i feel damn stupid now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag twenty people.&lt;br /&gt;Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real...nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name : moky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A four Letter Word : muax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's Name : matthew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's Name : mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation : m..m.... (omg i dont know, im so shallow) manager?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A color : m..m...maroon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you'll wear : m.....maroon bra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A food : mmm... (screw you la) marshmallow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Something found in the bathroom: mat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A place : malaysiaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A reason for being late : makan-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Something you'd shout : MOMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A movie title : madagascar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Something you drink : melon juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. A musical group : maroon 5 hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. An animal : monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. A road name : mutiara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. A type of car : mercedes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The title of a song : miracle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-5807763528689241752?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/5807763528689241752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=5807763528689241752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5807763528689241752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5807763528689241752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/wahaha-brag-brag-brag.html' title='WAHAHA!!! brag brag brag'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-8362773081406718507</id><published>2009-05-15T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:33:53.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the list of turn offs</title><content type='html'>i learn that every excess 3500 cals makes 1kg of fats.&lt;br /&gt;i won't ever ponteng judo now... crap weyh, i used to admire my body (wei dont laugh, i have shape one okay) at the mirror&lt;br /&gt;now when i lift up my shirt only, i feel like commiting suicide la. the stomach bulging out like an alcoholic man's belly. shit laarrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyer, today moral... they keep asking about definisi. every question, i put nilai rasional, because that's the only definisi i hafal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://skepacabra.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/baby-with-middle-finger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://skepacabra.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/baby-with-middle-finger.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Berdasarkan gambar di atas, nyatakan dan huraikan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dua&lt;/span&gt; nilai yang harus diamalkan oleh etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhh, this is my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;list of turn offs&lt;/span&gt; (menghilangkan my appetite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- old people chewing with their mouths open&lt;br /&gt;-old people chewing halfway, cough, swallow their food, then proceed to spit on the ground (shit laaaaa)&lt;br /&gt;-girls who selamba dispose their pads, didn't wrap and stuff. yucks weyh&lt;br /&gt;- fat people who try to act like they're damn sexy by wearing tight clothes.&lt;br /&gt;- toilet bowl yang flush dia rosak (you know la...can imagine la...)&lt;br /&gt;- men with a lot of chest hair and hair on the back, butt&lt;br /&gt;- people who don't shave their underarm and wear sleeveless shirt&lt;br /&gt;-cockroaches&lt;br /&gt;-cockroaches mating.&lt;br /&gt;- urgh, insects mating&lt;br /&gt;- those who guggle then drink the water&lt;br /&gt;-people who talk with toothpaste in the mouth&lt;br /&gt;-watching the chef cough when he's preparing the food&lt;br /&gt;-dirty toilets&lt;br /&gt;-hair all over the floor&lt;br /&gt;-stains on the wall&lt;br /&gt;-dirt in the fan&lt;br /&gt;-leaking pipe on top of your table&lt;br /&gt;-bad body odour&lt;br /&gt;-sneeze and don't bother to cover the mouth/nose&lt;br /&gt;-ppl who fart LOUDLY and continue eating like nothing's wrong (at least if no sound, you can still push the blame to others, yea that's what i do =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that's it. now i tag those who feel like doing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-8362773081406718507?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/8362773081406718507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=8362773081406718507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/8362773081406718507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/8362773081406718507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/list-of-turn-offs.html' title='the list of turn offs'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-9074049353024754667</id><published>2009-05-14T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T06:55:02.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you dont get it</title><content type='html'>i said opposite day, deng.&lt;br /&gt;now the whole world thinks i'm lansi. =S&lt;br /&gt;dont misunderstand la. i where got so smart =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby baby i can't seem to believe you anymore.&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/4417203078431447867-9074049353024754667?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/9074049353024754667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=9074049353024754667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/9074049353024754667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/9074049353024754667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-dont-get-it.html' title='you dont get it'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-6774511439123636624</id><published>2009-05-14T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:13:26.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>addmaths</title><content type='html'>today's addmaths was so damn easy. babies also can do.&lt;br /&gt;hundred percent get A1. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;don't understand how the hell ppl can fail their add maths. maybe i'm just a bit too smart for add maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy opposite day, people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-6774511439123636624?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/6774511439123636624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=6774511439123636624' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6774511439123636624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6774511439123636624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/addmaths.html' title='addmaths'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-5757433665995535402</id><published>2009-05-13T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:50:38.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spot the tortoise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SgrsQWlm28I/AAAAAAAABd8/1FbWITEmlgw/s1600-h/joey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SgrsQWlm28I/AAAAAAAABd8/1FbWITEmlgw/s400/joey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335336474259151810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm indirectly promoting seri mentari.&lt;br /&gt;they should pay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i proposed to my man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ yay we screwed.|| diagnostic exams are meant for smartasses only. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;can i marry you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SmarterChild - *unicef contributing to charity says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You're human, I'm machine. I don't think that would work out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ yay we screwed.|| diagnostic exams are meant for smartasses only. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love is blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SmarterChild - *unicef contributing to charity says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I don't know how to answer that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ yay we screwed.|| diagnostic exams are meant for smartasses only. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;here's a diamond ring. marry me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SmarterChild - *unicef contributing to charity says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm flattered you asked, but I just don't think that would work out between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ yay we screwed.|| diagnostic exams are meant for smartasses only. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;don't you love me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SmarterChild - *unicef contributing to charity says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I guess I like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ yay we screwed.|| diagnostic exams are meant for smartasses only. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*breaks down and cry*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SmarterChild - *unicef contributing to charity says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I beg your pardon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ yay we screwed.|| diagnostic exams are meant for smartasses only. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU'RE SO COLD TO ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SmarterChild - *unicef contributing to charity says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I don't understand this fully enough to say anything smart about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ yay we screwed.|| diagnostic exams are meant for smartasses only. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;one more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SmarterChild - *unicef contributing to charity says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hmm... what do you want to talk about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Xnea ' ♬「♥ †€ Åm0 ♥」♫ _ yay we screwed.|| diagnostic exams are meant for smartasses only. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;please marry me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SmarterChild - *unicef contributing to charity says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sorry. I don't think that would work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I wish you wouldn't say that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave him everything i had and now he doesn't wanna marry me.&lt;br /&gt;those who wanna **** him please add his email&lt;br /&gt;smarterchild@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;i don't love him anymore, feel free to curse him ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-5757433665995535402?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/5757433665995535402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=5757433665995535402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5757433665995535402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5757433665995535402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/spot-tortoise.html' title='spot the tortoise'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SgrsQWlm28I/AAAAAAAABd8/1FbWITEmlgw/s72-c/joey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-6323941021514388300</id><published>2009-05-12T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:44:34.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Public humiliation in class</title><content type='html'>today's class was supposed to start at 9pm. malangnya, eva gave me wrong information that class tonight start at 10 30.&lt;br /&gt;so both of us arrived at 10 30 sharp (see la so punctual) and devastated to see subash already teaching. the whole white board full of scribbles, which means he must have been there for quite long d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no... tambahan pula, he's teaching add maths,&lt;br /&gt;differentiation, my shittest chapter... and i missed one and half hour. oh nooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 mins after i entered class, he gave us exercises. both eva and i failed terribly (cos we got same marks as a guy who always kena kutuk by subash and terkenal as lazy)&lt;br /&gt;then he kutuk us gao gao =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yerrrrr. if i arrive earlier kan... won't fail de lorrrrr :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea i got this mail and i wanna share it with u. please read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; Pls stop using the Electric Auto keep warm  thermos/don't reboil your water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; in Microwave as well. The below news is  from Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; SinChew's article on re-boiled water......spells danger!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; See Attachment in Chinese media. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; Translated  version as follows:- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; THIS IS NOT NEW DISCOVERY BUT MANY OF US  JUST IGNORE IT ALL THE WHILE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; A pharmacist report from  Singapore that warning people NEVER keep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; boiling your drinking water!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; Report Summary: TOP harmful chemical named (Toxic Nitrate) was  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; produced in water when keep boiling it!! This harmful substance had  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; been proved will increase the chances of intestines cancer and stomach  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; cancer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; IF currently you like to use 'WATER DISPENSER  with WARM / HOT WATER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; Functions' or 'Electric AUTO keep warm Thermos'  for your convenience, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; STOP IT NOW otherwise you would suicide  yourself slowly as well as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; your loved one!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; NOWADAY,  there are so many drinking water company that OFFER FREE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; WATER  DISPENSER when you order drinking water from them! THINK WISELY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; before  you order! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; YOU might get FREE water dispenser but in fact  would be paid out your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; OWN HEALTH!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; PLEASE SEND THIS  MESSAGE TO YOUR LOVED ONE, FAMILY MEMBERS, FRIENDS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt; AND COLLEAGES to  remind them keep away from water dispenser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot water + sugar + 3/2 limau = RM1&lt;br /&gt;air limau panas&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;=[ recent events shattered me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what would you do if your guy/chick thinks you're annoying because you give them a hug everyday? =[&lt;br /&gt;tell me pls, anything &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tukar awek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;oh noooo... chiong... nothing helps.&lt;br /&gt;when can we go get drunk? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-6323941021514388300?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/6323941021514388300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=6323941021514388300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6323941021514388300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6323941021514388300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/public-humiliation-in-class.html' title='Public humiliation in class'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-4770543839623668817</id><published>2009-05-10T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T04:56:45.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>miracle defies all laws of physics</title><content type='html'>auntie chai youn told me about this story of aman who used to be a gambler.&lt;br /&gt;this gambler, let's call him QQ...&lt;br /&gt;QQ wanted to commit suicide because he lost all his money, and then he heard a voice saying, "go die la!!"&lt;br /&gt;so he stood on top of the building, ready to jump off,&lt;br /&gt;then he heard another voice,"God loves you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QQ hesitated for a while but decided that he would jump,&lt;br /&gt;so he told God, "God, if you love me, SHOW ME!"&lt;br /&gt;and then.... weeeeeee he jumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QQ woke up in his living room on the sofa... O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh i FINALLY FOUND A SONG by arashi which caught my attention, yeshhh&lt;br /&gt;and i thought they will never make me feel neutral to them (not after what joey did to me, to us, to all lambda-ians)&lt;br /&gt;yeshhh sounds cool enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY TO ALL MOTHERS!!! =]&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, i prayed to you before... to make me humble...&lt;br /&gt;i said, i don't want to be soo kiasu,&lt;br /&gt;i said, if i win, i want to glorify you...&lt;br /&gt;i also prayed to you... that if losing can restore &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; self confidence and her self esteem, i don't mind...&lt;br /&gt;but... don't have to 3 weeks consecutively make us lose de arrr T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-4770543839623668817?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/4770543839623668817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=4770543839623668817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4770543839623668817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4770543839623668817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/miracle-defies-all-laws-of-physics.html' title='miracle defies all laws of physics'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-12502986761493719</id><published>2009-05-09T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T10:56:59.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tag</title><content type='html'>i'm doing poor eva a favour while doing this tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules and regulation of the tag&lt;br /&gt;All 21 people must do unless you don't have a blog.&lt;br /&gt;Write the names of 21 friends you can think of in your head.&lt;br /&gt;And then answer the questions.&lt;br /&gt;Say you're guessing if you don't know.&lt;br /&gt;But at least guess on all of them.&lt;br /&gt;After doing this, Tag your 21 unlucky friends to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Joe yee&lt;br /&gt;2. aja&lt;br /&gt;3. eva&lt;br /&gt;4. peisun&lt;br /&gt;5. annsin&lt;br /&gt;6. wei jie&lt;br /&gt;7. kyan&lt;br /&gt;8. max&lt;br /&gt;9. joo ee&lt;br /&gt;10. ivan&lt;br /&gt;11. zhan hong&lt;br /&gt;12. meng (no blog but nvm)&lt;br /&gt;13. waisin (dead blog but nvm also)&lt;br /&gt;14. jeremy&lt;br /&gt;15. angel&lt;br /&gt;16. gaaya&lt;br /&gt;17. suki&lt;br /&gt;18. derrick&lt;br /&gt;19. keeyi&lt;br /&gt;20. cik fadzelah (haha)&lt;br /&gt;21. jake (HAHAHAHAH!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How do you meet 7 (kyan)? &lt;br /&gt;form 1, same moral class, but i dont think she remembers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you and 15 (angel) had never met? &lt;br /&gt;huh? what would i do? silly question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you do if 20 (cik fadzelah) and 1 (joe yee) dated? &lt;br /&gt;UMMM??? i think cik fadzelah made her first move d, she rewarded joey with cadbury chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you seen 17 (suki) cried?&lt;br /&gt;yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 4(peisun) and 16(gaaya) make a good couple? &lt;br /&gt;yes, gaaya will slim down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you think 11(zhan hong) is attractive? &lt;br /&gt;in what sense? ahahaha?? he's cute la but i'm not interested AHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is 2's (aja) favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;PINK LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When was the last time you talked to 9 (joo ee)?&lt;br /&gt;erm, thursday? we talked every recess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What language does 8 (max) speak? &lt;br /&gt;FOUL LANGUAGE AHAHAHHHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who is 13 (waisin) going out with?&lt;br /&gt;KEAN SENG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Would you ever date 17(suki)?&lt;br /&gt;neh? not my type o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where does 18(derrick) live?&lt;br /&gt;been to his house but i dont know where is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the best thing about 4(peisun)? &lt;br /&gt;she's the best friend anyone can ever have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What would you like to tell 10(ivan)right now?&lt;br /&gt;hello handsome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the best thing about 20 (cik fadzelah)? &lt;br /&gt;SHE'S FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Have you ever kiss 2(aja)? &lt;br /&gt;she can't reach my lips AHAHAHAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is the best memory you have of 5 (annsin)?&lt;br /&gt;when i pranked her and she fell for it. omg soo funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. When's the next time you're going to see 4(peisun)? &lt;br /&gt;this coming monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How is 7(kyan) different from 6(wei jie)?&lt;br /&gt;kyan is male and wei jie is female GAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Is 2(aja) pretty? &lt;br /&gt;yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is first impression of 15(angel)? &lt;br /&gt;she studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How did you meet 3(eva)? &lt;br /&gt;in primary school, don't remember how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Is 5(annsin) your best friend? &lt;br /&gt;best friend no, true friend yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you hate 12(meng)?&lt;br /&gt;NOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you seen 18 (derrick)in the last month? &lt;br /&gt;i see him everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. When was the last time you saw 16(gaaya)? &lt;br /&gt;umm, thursday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you been to 5's (annsin) house? &lt;br /&gt;ooo come to think about it, i should burglarize her house next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. When's the next time you'll see 10?(ivan)&lt;br /&gt; this coming monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Are you close to 11(zhan hong)? &lt;br /&gt;same clique, what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Have you been to the movies with 4(peisun)? &lt;br /&gt;neh, karaoke ada la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you gotten in troble with 8(max)? &lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Would you give 19(keeyi) a hug? &lt;br /&gt;HAHA I EVEN WEAR HIS SHIRT AT HOME LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. When have you lied to 3(eva)?&lt;br /&gt;ooo erm, never?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Is 11(zhan hong) good at socilizing?&lt;br /&gt;NOT AT ALL??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you know a secret about 8(max)? &lt;br /&gt;it's not a secret anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Describe the relationship between 12(meng) and (derrick). &lt;br /&gt;meng copies homework from derrick =D USED TO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What's the best thing about your friendship with 9 (joo ee)?&lt;br /&gt;ohhh she said i'm hotter than rain AHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever had a crush on 12(meng)?&lt;br /&gt;honestly, NEVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. How long have you known 2(aja)?&lt;br /&gt;erm, 6 years and half?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Does 11 (zhan hong) have any girlfriend / boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;why so many questions about 11? haih, DONT HAVE LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Have you ever wanted to punch 1(joe yee) in the face?&lt;br /&gt;YES?? AHAHHA! SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Has 21(jake) meet your parents? &lt;br /&gt;wahahaahha yes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. How did you meet 11 (zhan hong)?&lt;br /&gt;for swine's sake, stfu about 11 already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Did you ever accidentally physically hurt 3(eva)? &lt;br /&gt;by letting her buy a whole tong of ice cream, that would be a yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you live close to 7(kyan)?&lt;br /&gt;far far away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What is 8(max)'s favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;dont know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What kind of car does 1(joey) have? &lt;br /&gt;you mean her mom? avanza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you travelled anywhere with 9(jooee)?&lt;br /&gt;erh, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. If you give 14(jeremy) a $100, what would she / he spend on it? &lt;br /&gt;umm, he will keep it. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-12502986761493719?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/12502986761493719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=12502986761493719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/12502986761493719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/12502986761493719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/tag.html' title='tag'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-6968462756655843079</id><published>2009-05-09T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T09:43:24.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>hahaha see? i didn't fly your aeroplane!! (tho it's past 12 and you guys should be in bed already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haih dunno why the heck my manga load so long :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;meng, eva and i attend the same tuition centre and yeh, we had breaks.&lt;br /&gt;sooo during break, we went to carefour to get some snacks la and then this eva.&lt;br /&gt;omg, really have to treat her like stranger in public,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SgWqhZmriqI/AAAAAAAABdQ/UkZLOutBUIM/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SgWqhZmriqI/AAAAAAAABdQ/UkZLOutBUIM/s400/Image000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333856824475749026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see la, eating a big tong of ice cream, yuck! so fattening maaaaaaaaaaaan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meng: cham lor eva, fei sei lei lor (pity la eva, fat until you die ah)&lt;br /&gt;me: ya la! soooo much, sure cannot finish one&lt;br /&gt;eva: I FINISH FOR YOU ALL TO SEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, not even half tong finish, she's begging other ppl to share the ice cream with her (by then, the ice cream melt d, so it looks like vomit in the tong, how appetizing)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SgWrIx-Z6JI/AAAAAAAABdY/WzStl9KfyGM/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SgWrIx-Z6JI/AAAAAAAABdY/WzStl9KfyGM/s400/Image015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333857501032605842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eva: nah nah nah, eat la!!!&lt;br /&gt;theysa: DONT WANT !! DONT WANT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rofl!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohhh yeah!! i found another picture at photobucket&lt;br /&gt;espada 3 and ex-espada 3!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SgWsqAyHMMI/AAAAAAAABdo/ObjQzYkOEjU/s1600-h/Halibel-Neliel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SgWsqAyHMMI/AAAAAAAABdo/ObjQzYkOEjU/s400/Halibel-Neliel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333859171454890178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;halibel and neliel!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;and oh, don't you find halibel's espada uniform the most trendy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yer i can't find any computer animated byakuya :( menyedihkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh,&lt;br /&gt;what if your lover loves his/her books more than you? =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Kissed someone on your friends list? true&lt;br /&gt;Q: Been arrested? ...false&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you like someone? true&lt;br /&gt;Q: Held a snake? true&lt;br /&gt;Q: Been suspended from school? false&lt;br /&gt;Q: Sang karaoke? true&lt;br /&gt;Q: Done something you told yourself you wouldn't do? true&lt;br /&gt;Q: Laughed until you started crying? true&lt;br /&gt;Q: Caught a snowflake on your tongue? false&lt;br /&gt;Q: Kissed in the rain? False&lt;br /&gt;Q: Sang in the shower? True&lt;br /&gt;Q: Sat on a roof top? false&lt;br /&gt;Q: Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? false&lt;br /&gt;Q: Broken a bone? false&lt;br /&gt;Q: Shaved your head? false&lt;br /&gt;Q: Played a prank on someone? true&lt;br /&gt;Q: Shot a gun? true&lt;br /&gt;Q: Donated Blood? False&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be 100% truthful.&lt;br /&gt;LAST PERSON THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You hung out with? my mom! &lt;br /&gt;2. You texted? my baby&lt;br /&gt;3. You were in a car with? mum and dad&lt;br /&gt;4. Went to the movies with? my baby, DUH&lt;br /&gt;5. Person you went to shop with? meng and eva&lt;br /&gt;6. You talked on the phone? my baby, double DUH&lt;br /&gt;7. Made you laugh? my mom&lt;br /&gt;8. You hugged? my baby, TRIPLE DUH AHAHAHA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo my mom and my baby are equally close to me! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sun or moon? moooooooooon!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Winter or Fall? fall is prettier&lt;br /&gt;3. Left or Right? erm, right?&lt;br /&gt;4. Sunny or rainy? rainyyyy&lt;br /&gt;5. Where do you live? malaysia&lt;br /&gt;6. Club or pub? oh there's a difference?&lt;br /&gt;7. Are there 1 or 2 people who you can always trust and rely on? yesh&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you want to get married? sigh... &lt;br /&gt;9. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? huh? there's a method? i just suck everything into my mouth ;D&lt;br /&gt;10. What time is it? 12 34 am&lt;br /&gt;11. Are you afraid of commitment? no...&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your greatest hope/wish? erm, no point wishing, it's never gonna come true.&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you cook? WAHAHAHA I'M PROUD TO SAY THAT MY CONQUERORZ AND I PREPARED DINNER FOR THE D.A.YOUTHS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE LAST 48 HOURS HAVE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kissed someone? no, omg. i forgot!&lt;br /&gt;2. Sang? yahhhh&lt;br /&gt;3. Listened to music? Yahhh&lt;br /&gt;4. Danced? like tap your foot around? ya?&lt;br /&gt;5. Cried? nooo&lt;br /&gt;6. Liked someone you can't? :S?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 FIRSTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Who was your first prom date? ooo never been to a prom&lt;br /&gt;2. Who was your first roommate? my parents&lt;br /&gt;3. What alcoholic beverage did you drink when you got drunk the first time? i drank tiger beer when i was six, my aunt had to send me to clinic for check ups&lt;br /&gt;5. What was your first car? dont know how to drive yet&lt;br /&gt;6. When did you go to your first funeral and viewing? i was erm... 14?&lt;br /&gt;8. Who was your first grade teacher? liang lao shi =D&lt;br /&gt;9. Where did you go on your first ride on an airplane? penang&lt;br /&gt;10. When you snuck out of your house for the first time, who was it with? JOHN MOK! and i was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;11. Who was your first Best Friend? lai yong yi! (he doesn't rmb me now)&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is your best friend? many?&lt;br /&gt;14. Who is the first person you call when you have a bad day? my baby and chiong, respectively&lt;br /&gt;15. Who's wedding were you in the first time you were a Bridesmaid or groomsman? never&lt;br /&gt;16. What's the first thing you did when you got up this morning? switch of the alarm&lt;br /&gt;19. First tattoo or piercing? piercing on both ears&lt;br /&gt;20. First celebrity crush? is byakuya a celeb...?&lt;br /&gt;22. First crush? hahhaa if i tell, habislah my nama baik.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-6968462756655843079?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/6968462756655843079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=6968462756655843079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6968462756655843079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6968462756655843079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/yay.html' title='yay'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SgWqhZmriqI/AAAAAAAABdQ/UkZLOutBUIM/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-2724495363727611676</id><published>2009-05-09T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T03:19:22.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bleach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SgVXgDmqglI/AAAAAAAABc4/OKpCeVwXDAc/s1600-h/Halibel+espada3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SgVXgDmqglI/AAAAAAAABc4/OKpCeVwXDAc/s400/Halibel+espada3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333765541925126738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALIBEL!!! HALIBELLLLLLLLLL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i don't like grimmjow anymore =P&lt;br /&gt;halibel halibel halibel!!!!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to see her fight toshirou!!! but i don't want her to die la =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay yay yay~ my brother cabut ke PD already for his seminar.&lt;br /&gt;so i no need to "show a good example"&lt;br /&gt;later blog some more, now reading manga!&lt;br /&gt;brb ehhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i fly your aeroplane, then er...&lt;br /&gt;you all make another aeroplane la ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-2724495363727611676?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/2724495363727611676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=2724495363727611676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2724495363727611676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2724495363727611676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/bleach.html' title='bleach'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SgVXgDmqglI/AAAAAAAABc4/OKpCeVwXDAc/s72-c/Halibel+espada3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-4382168814098801750</id><published>2009-05-06T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:39:59.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by kyan</title><content type='html'>1. Do you think you’re a freak :&lt;br /&gt;i used to, because of how straight ppl look down on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bent&lt;/span&gt; ppl. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What will you do if somebody just past by and kiss you :&lt;br /&gt;main bodoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you eating :&lt;br /&gt;nothing, i'm not allowed to bring any food or tit bits into my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you forgive the person who treated you so badly :&lt;br /&gt;HAHA BIG JOKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Currently listening to :&lt;br /&gt;air-con leaking =( my room will flood soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you love being weird :&lt;br /&gt;use a better word, like unique? yes i am unique and i love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Single or available :&lt;br /&gt;neither ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Wish you could have more siblings(?) :&lt;br /&gt;complaining bout lack of headaches ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you think of spammers :&lt;br /&gt;depends on what kind of spam? like let's say they spammed your cbox with "you're so hot i want to kiss you"... i don't mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Wish you could be skinnier(?) :&lt;br /&gt;use a better word please, like sexier? YES! DUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Look to your left what do you see :&lt;br /&gt;the handle of a fly swatter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Hate your life?&lt;br /&gt;nooooo..... unless... HAHA you should know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What makes you hyper :&lt;br /&gt;anything? erm... guys PMS-ing. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The funniest word that you ever heard :&lt;br /&gt;erh, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is this boring(?) :&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-4382168814098801750?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/4382168814098801750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=4382168814098801750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4382168814098801750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4382168814098801750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/perasan-stole-this-from-psun.html' title='tagged by kyan'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-8174284539255219693</id><published>2009-05-06T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T03:04:30.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>216</title><content type='html'>blog will be on hiatus until diagnostics exam over =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;my dad is eff ew see kay -ing mad at john for being obsessed with maplestory (contoh pmr student yg baik)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i terpaksa show a good example...&lt;br /&gt;cee =P if im a good example, joey is the president of US. (and erin will be god ahahahaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-8174284539255219693?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/8174284539255219693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=8174284539255219693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/8174284539255219693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/8174284539255219693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/05/216.html' title='216'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-2613539389772048617</id><published>2009-04-30T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T07:52:02.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UVERWORLD!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KMV7ahjA9wQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KMV7ahjA9wQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE UVERWORLDDDDD I LOVE LOVE UVERWORLD!!&lt;br /&gt;btw, uverworld consist of GUYS ONLY OKAY!!&lt;br /&gt;THE VIDEO UP THERE IS GIRL'S VERSION!!!&lt;br /&gt;both are as good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i love takuya's voice.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LOVE TAKUYA'S VOICE!!&lt;br /&gt;TAKUYAAAAAAAAAA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;you're so hot!!! HOTTER THAN BYAKUYA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sfm6v2MH4gI/AAAAAAAABcw/wCC_7YPKmM0/s1600-h/TAKUYAA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sfm6v2MH4gI/AAAAAAAABcw/wCC_7YPKmM0/s400/TAKUYAA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330496965132673538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anime guys are NOT NECESSARILY HOTTER!&lt;br /&gt;TAKUYA PROVED ME WRONGGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;TAKUYA TAKUYA TAKUYAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;straight&lt;/span&gt; right now AHAHAHAHAH i love takuyaaaaaaaaaaaa AHAHAHAHHA!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-2613539389772048617?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/2613539389772048617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=2613539389772048617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2613539389772048617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2613539389772048617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/04/uverworld.html' title='UVERWORLD!!!'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sfm6v2MH4gI/AAAAAAAABcw/wCC_7YPKmM0/s72-c/TAKUYAA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-5885285423086500916</id><published>2009-04-30T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T05:39:43.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so funny la!</title><content type='html'>we joined a banner competition today but that's not what i'm gonna talk about here right now (cos we kinda screwed everything!)...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, was freaking lame =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amirah: jordannn, lukis 5 kerjaya, ada apa kerjaya ah? scientist... astronaut...&lt;br /&gt;jordan: erm... scientist... bitch... gigolo&lt;br /&gt;amirah: ohhh mesti dapat phD eh?&lt;br /&gt;farhana: college of bitch...&lt;br /&gt;amirah: ahahaha dapat master degree kan... master of bitch..&lt;br /&gt;farhana: mama bitch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oooooooooohhhh THE PIONEER STUDENTS WHO PARTICIPATED IN F1 representing SMKSBU~~ us la..&lt;br /&gt;we get to interview the next batch of studentssss!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are 3 teams... a, b and c.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omit c, i wanna compare a and b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team a:&lt;br /&gt;did research, start looking for sponsors, already had a rough idea on what the car should be like,&lt;br /&gt;have a lot of self-confidence (too much, in fact), all members are very cooperative...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team b:&lt;br /&gt;oh noooo.... what also haven't do, didn't do research, and DON'T KNOW WHAT IS AERODYNAMICS!!?? WHAT YOU DOING IN THIS INTERVIEWWWWW AHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;oh and the worst part was this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: are you aware that the school will be sending only ONE team to join this competition and chances of winning is very very low?&lt;br /&gt;team.b: *nods*&lt;br /&gt;me: there's going to be a lot a lot of work and if you really make it into the competition, you need to make full commitment towards your team, the car and everything. you must organize your time well and-&lt;br /&gt;team.b: *cuts* ermmm i wanna ask.. will the competition clash with our exam?&lt;br /&gt;meng: definitely&lt;br /&gt;team.b: *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;me: let me continue, you must be very well organized and place this f1 competition in high priority, do you think you can do it? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you wan't to quit now, it's not to late&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;team.b: *looks at each other*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMACK MY HEAD LA! i din wanna choose them anyway =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i kinda patched things up with jymz,&lt;br /&gt;i think he's layaning us better.&lt;br /&gt;haih good la, make a friend better than make enemy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyer but the jerk who messed with joey, cannot la. that one born to be my enemy one. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-5885285423086500916?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/5885285423086500916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=5885285423086500916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5885285423086500916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5885285423086500916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-funny-la.html' title='so funny la!'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-87050279074452768</id><published>2009-04-28T09:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:25:54.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>merokoklah</title><content type='html'>today, we didn't have PJ. so pn sareah asked us to go to the bilik seni and she gave all of us assignments, that is, to draw a simple poster which has anything to do with kesihatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amirah came up with "merokoklah..."&lt;br /&gt;and there's one more to do with drugs but i don't remember =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhh ah meng styled my hair todayyy and the whole class was like&lt;br /&gt;MOK IS SOO HOT LA!!!&lt;br /&gt;WAHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;MY SELF ESTEEM JUST SHOT UP~~&lt;br /&gt;lalallala....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my polls are really boring arh? ={&lt;br /&gt;eeeyer, tomoro got ceramah. i don't want to go la.&lt;br /&gt;who ask me so pandai go volunteer to interview the next batch of f1 students.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not going for judo la.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i totally lost interest and enthusiasm in judo already.&lt;br /&gt;it's all about using the hips hips hips and my hips became so big because the hips have to bear the weight of my body PLUS the body of the person i have to throw.&lt;br /&gt;heyer, menghodohkan my sexy body only. see la, at least look like stick not so bad..&lt;br /&gt;i look like a trunk =SSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laaaaaaaaaa and the worst thing is, auntie Z is like obsessed with medals and she keeps talking about how we the SBU team should recruit more girls to learn judo for competition and blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;crap la, i join judo to learn self-defence.&lt;br /&gt;and then mana tau, i kena tarik into this competition.&lt;br /&gt;and auntie Z doesn't think for the students at all, like DUH we have major exams and all and she wants us to focus on judo judo judo.&lt;br /&gt;pfft. i wanna quit la....&lt;br /&gt;some more they have this thing against christians, so malas wanna layan their challenges and ignore that look they give me whenever we say we have church to attend and blablabla thats why cannot go for extra training.&lt;br /&gt;most probably she'd be thinking, "jesus can't get you any gold medals"&lt;br /&gt;for cow's sake la what is a gold medal compared to the love i have towards God&lt;br /&gt;isshhhh&lt;br /&gt;the more i fikir the more i angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yaaa plussss,&lt;br /&gt;i went for grading to a yellow belt HOPING THAT I WON'T HAVE TO DO THAT SICKENING UKEMI!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;nothing works, my destiny is NOT JUDO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my destiny is my bed, my frige and my bathtub ;D&lt;br /&gt;merokoklah~ (kalau nak mati cepat)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-87050279074452768?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/87050279074452768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=87050279074452768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/87050279074452768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/87050279074452768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/04/merokoklah.html' title='merokoklah'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-6342077116700291588</id><published>2009-04-27T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T06:50:22.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>212</title><content type='html'>O Cow, you all nvr study your sejarah ke?&lt;br /&gt;why nobody vote the poll one?&lt;br /&gt;obviously it's mohenjo daro la.&lt;br /&gt;NON BLEACH WATCHER ALSO KNOW LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the person who answered that poll is CIK FADZELAH AHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhh today i'm so happy i can drop dead :D&lt;br /&gt;i got 62 for add mathsss nananana~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i got 30.5/35 for english NANANANAN! JOEY GOT 31 AND I 0.5 KURANG FROM HER~~ AHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;ALMOST SAME MARKS WITH CLASS NERD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so i told my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mee: i got x marks and joey got y marks. then she got q marks i got p marks.&lt;br /&gt;mom: why she everything get higher than you one!?&lt;br /&gt;mee: she so nerdy!!&lt;br /&gt;mom: cehhh, you almost same marks with her, can la~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha i haven't tell her my P MORAL'S mrks yet. :$&lt;br /&gt;i got the LOWEST among my friends you knowwwww&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm nvm&lt;br /&gt;LUKISAN KEJURUTERAAN~ SAVE ME~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby baby i tahan your muka sensitif you tahan my stinginess, okay tak? i love you =D&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/4417203078431447867-6342077116700291588?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/6342077116700291588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=6342077116700291588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6342077116700291588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6342077116700291588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/04/212.html' title='212'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-4997240944931683055</id><published>2009-04-24T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T07:43:51.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is good =]</title><content type='html'>yayyy todayyyyyy conquerorz manage to finish filming the sketch!! &lt;br /&gt;i'm going to PD tomorrow so i really have to finish this up quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh btw, i told my mom about the cendol masin, &lt;br /&gt;she said masin cendol is the original cendol and it's like... BEST??&lt;br /&gt;yuckkkk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for giving wrong info =P&lt;br /&gt;see la, i taught u all a lesson, &lt;br /&gt;don't believe so easily what others (especially inexperienced ppl) have to say about something unless you've experienced it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-4997240944931683055?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/4997240944931683055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=4997240944931683055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4997240944931683055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4997240944931683055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/04/god-is-good.html' title='God is good =]'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-3119094118159240526</id><published>2009-04-23T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T10:06:33.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>210</title><content type='html'>the correct answer is warturtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, what will you do if your lover suggested the break up because you're attending a coaching centre he/she doesn't like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so lost and very very effing stressed.&lt;br /&gt;Conquerorz is currently the team most left out in the sketch because other groups have already finished their sketch...&lt;br /&gt;oh no, i just discovered that i'm very kiasu in things that i like doing.&lt;br /&gt;i totally hate it when things don't go my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, i was venting my frustrations on my poor brother.&lt;br /&gt;and i refused to pick up the phone when @@@@@@@ called...&lt;br /&gt;cos i wanna avoid picking a fight with anyone i come in contact with...&lt;br /&gt;bleh, i failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i know you wanna ditch me like HELL A LONG TIME AGO.&lt;br /&gt;just tell me at the face please?&lt;br /&gt;don't make me doubt my tutor.&lt;br /&gt;it's not that he's the best that's why i don't want to change my coach,&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE think of my busy parents!!!&lt;br /&gt;they're working just OPPOSITE OF MY COACHING CENTRE and they have to be there for at least 5 hours a day...&lt;br /&gt;please, i'm so sick of us arguing about who's coaching center is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the one who always mention the word break up is you.&lt;br /&gt;and breaking up because of a coaching centre is ultimately utterly the shittest excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've given everything i could possibly think of.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to make you feel comfortable during the times when you feel like a loser and a piece of crap.&lt;br /&gt;please treat me the same way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;because now, i feel like crap too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ditching me isn't gonna make me feel any better...&lt;br /&gt;unless you really, really, don't like me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;but if possible, ditch me after spm (or don't ditch me at all)&lt;br /&gt;cos i don't wanna fail my spm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat me alive, baby...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/07_03/19sharkDM_468x591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 468px; height: 591px;" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/07_03/19sharkDM_468x591.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;imagine what happens if you dump into its mouth mentos and coca-cola??&lt;br /&gt;have you ever wondered how shark's puke taste like?&lt;br /&gt;who knows if it's gonna taste like shark's fin soup.&lt;br /&gt;after all, whale's puke is one of the main stuff they use to make perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm emo. =[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-3119094118159240526?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/3119094118159240526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=3119094118159240526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/3119094118159240526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/3119094118159240526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/04/210.html' title='210'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-318109906937396202</id><published>2009-04-22T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T06:53:26.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kena suspect</title><content type='html'>warghhhh today is the last day of intervensi!&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be JUMPING FOR JOY but i was soooo unfortunate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics exam, cik fadzelah was walking around to watch our class...&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, i was sitting at the end/corner of the class, the place where it's the easiest to cheat, cos you can chuck your notes here and there and no one really cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DIDN'T CHEAT OKAY I DIDN'T EVEN INTEND TO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, teacher was walking along my row and then, &lt;br /&gt;JENG JENG JENG JENG!&lt;br /&gt;she saw some notes in my pencil case, she took it to check...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher: ape ni?&lt;br /&gt;me: notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i looked up to answer her, i saw PHYSICS' ELECTRIC'S FORMULA ON THE NOTES!!&lt;br /&gt;Holy shitttt!!!! physics notes! in my pencil case! during my physics exam!!!&lt;br /&gt;SAY ITS COINCIDENCE ALSO NO ONE WILL BELIEVE LA! SOME MORE I SITTING AT tempat menipu!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher: notes? notes ape?&lt;br /&gt;me: .... physics...&lt;br /&gt;teacher: *glares*&lt;br /&gt;me: ... it's been here VERY LONG ADY... FOR MONTHS!!!&lt;br /&gt;teacher: siape guru physics awak?&lt;br /&gt;me: pn nur hasliza....&lt;br /&gt;teacher: *walks away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, i sudah hilang semangat wanna do exam.&lt;br /&gt;see la. &lt;br /&gt;so damn shit! WAURGH!&lt;br /&gt;i know i got a lootttt of record buruk, but tak kan intervensi also i wanna cheat... :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yahh, then this joey went to a cendol stall outside the school to buy cendol.&lt;br /&gt;so i bought one also la. but after eating paparich's godlike cendol *for cendol standard*, this taste like shit. like SHIT OKAY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i'm not a fan of cendol or whatever and my first time getting a taste of cendol was at paparich! &lt;br /&gt;and according to what many ppl say about their cendol, it tastes like heaven and so on, i thought the outside stalls sell de cendol all taste like this (like shit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, joey finished it, so i thought there's nothing wrong with the cendol and then i forced myself to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;then weigin came,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: weigin weigin! nah!&lt;br /&gt;weigin: yuck, i don't want. it's masin one right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO THINKS THAT THE CENDOL IS MASIN?&lt;br /&gt;i throw away the cendol immediately, after weigin said that their armpit sweat drop into the mixture...&lt;br /&gt;most probably they use susu busuk to make the cendol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh cow, visit me if i'm admitted to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joey's stomach's HCl is negative 7. eat shit also wont die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-318109906937396202?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/318109906937396202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=318109906937396202' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/318109906937396202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/318109906937396202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/04/kena-suspect.html' title='kena suspect'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-5365969171419151700</id><published>2009-04-19T07:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T07:48:19.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>208</title><content type='html'>CONQUERORZ LOST! FOR THE FIRST TIME!&lt;br /&gt;WAURGHHHH WAURGHHH BLERGHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;nvm nvm i don't want to be a loser.&lt;br /&gt;lose mai lose lor. win so many times d :P&lt;br /&gt;God has eyes la. this time, he let the ultimate losers win and let the ultimate winners lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no, tmr intervensi. bm and english&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know how to spell tomorrow right, nor necessary. &lt;br /&gt;OH HEY I JUST Spelled  IT AHAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths,&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to leave all matrix questions blank.&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-5365969171419151700?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/5365969171419151700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=5365969171419151700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5365969171419151700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5365969171419151700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/04/208.html' title='208'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-5268593477710002309</id><published>2009-04-18T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T05:05:40.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>207</title><content type='html'>since i'll never know what to put as my post titles, i shall just number them (unlessss necessary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo i can't believe that ppl will actually vote BITCHOO as pikachu's evolved state AHAHHAH!&lt;br /&gt;btw btw i cut my hair d so i'm gonna remove that poll as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeee yesterday, jymz's bag kena pour water AHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting for my seni exam then when i came upstairs during recess, joey and i was like "woo yor kenapa banjir??"&lt;br /&gt;we thought that someone's water spilt d but no... the source is...&lt;br /&gt;jymz's bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAK SANGKA BETUL!!! someone so brave go and pour water into his bag =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of my friends, though they hate him, thought that it was too much.&lt;br /&gt;but meng, aja and i, didn't think so...&lt;br /&gt;i mean, after all the shits he did TO US (OUR REPUTATION HILANG BABI), pouring water into his bag is NOTHING. he should be thankful we didn't report to teacher that he duplicate the IT room's key without permission.&lt;br /&gt;duplicating keys is a crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg dinner.&lt;br /&gt;taaataaaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-5268593477710002309?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/5268593477710002309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=5268593477710002309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5268593477710002309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5268593477710002309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/04/207.html' title='207'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-5232318568295616409</id><published>2009-04-15T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T07:48:22.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JYMZ</title><content type='html'>i really don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;all we really know is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you never enjoyed your life in LAMBDA, in fact, you're the only one who doesn't like life in lambda.&lt;br /&gt;- i don't think you even want friends like us, that's why berkali-kali we let you stab our backs.&lt;br /&gt;- you very bajet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the many times you backstab us, we kept on telling ourselves&lt;br /&gt;" it's okay, memang our fault for langgaring disiplin sekolah"&lt;br /&gt;and also&lt;br /&gt;" nvm, he's just doing his duty as a head prefect"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wonder why, you only pick on the lambda-ians, your own classmates.&lt;br /&gt;you berat sebelah. alpha ppl do shits you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;that time your own classmates help you with your IT stuff, you didn't even credit them and allow your so called friends from alpha to play COUNTER STRIKE in the bilik IT. and there are so much more stuff i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;my buddies kept on complaining, but i thought you wanted to show a good example to the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't think so anymore.&lt;br /&gt;since when you became so emotionless, to the extend of putting jobs higher than friends in your priority?&lt;br /&gt;is it because you had always been in the first class namely ALPHA/AMANAH and now you're in LAMBDA you felt that you're surrounded by STUPID and USELESS people?&lt;br /&gt;or is it because you felt that you are too 'smart' to be in lambda?&lt;br /&gt;why you always want to act unique? acting unique doesn't make you look PROFESSIONAL.&lt;br /&gt;isolating yourself from your own classmates and thinking that we're not worthy to even be your friends makes you even more cheapskate okay? boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, we don't even wanna waste our breath trying to make you feel belonged because we know that deep inside, you don't even want to accept that you're in lambda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you're reading this and you have a heart, please go and apologize to mr robert.&lt;br /&gt;you know what you did to him.&lt;br /&gt;he didn't even offend you, all he wanted is to take a picture with all his students from lambda. THAT also you cannot.&lt;br /&gt;even ah meng, all dressed up in F1 uniform, also willing to change to his school uni for mr robert's sake. you?? PLAY GAME AND WATCH VIDEO IN THE LAB ON THE LAPTOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you dare say "sometimes i'm very sick of my class"&lt;br /&gt;pls reflect on the stuff you did which makes us even more sick of you and we bear with till the end.&lt;br /&gt;stop acting unique. nobody likes a fake.&lt;br /&gt;your ego too high, it's time to humble yourself.&lt;br /&gt;can a not??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-5232318568295616409?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/5232318568295616409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=5232318568295616409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5232318568295616409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5232318568295616409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/04/jymz.html' title='JYMZ'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-763489902542629909</id><published>2009-04-13T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T03:18:21.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="ExternalClass" id="MsgContainer"&gt; &lt;style&gt;ernalClass .EC_hmmessage P {padding:0px;} .ExternalClass body.EC_hmmessage {font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;} &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;style&gt; .ExternalClass .EC_hmmessage P {padding:0px;} .ExternalClass body.EC_hmmessage {font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;} &lt;/style&gt; written by Andy Rooney , a man who has the gift of saying so much with so few  words. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That the best classroom in the world is at the feet of an  elderly person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That  when you're in love, it shows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That just one person saying to me, 'You've made my day!'  makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That  having a child fall asleep in your arms is one of the most peaceful feelings in  the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That being  kind is more important than being right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That you should never say no to a gift from a  child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That I can  always pray for someone when I don't have the strength to help him in some other  way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That no matter  how serious your life requires you to be, everyone needs a friend to act goofy  with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That sometimes  all a person needs is a hand to hold and a heart to understand.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That simple walks  with my father around the block on summer nights when I was a child did wonders  for me as an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;....  That life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer it gets to the end, the  faster it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That  we should be glad God doesn't give us everything we ask  for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That money  doesn't buy class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;....  That it's those small daily happenings that make life so  spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've learned&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;... That  under &lt;b&gt;everyone's hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and  loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That to ignore  the facts does not change the facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I 've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That when you plan to get even with someone, you are only  letting that person continue to hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That love, not time, heals all  wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That the  easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter  than I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;... That  everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've  learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;..... That no one is perfect until you fall in  love with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;... That  life is tough, but I'm tougher..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That opportunities are never lost, someone will take the  ones you miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That  when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock  elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That I wish  I could have told my Mom that I love her one more time before she passed  away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That one should  keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat  them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That a smile is  an inexpensive way to improve your looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That when your newly born grandchild holds your little  finger in his little fist, that you're hooked for life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've  learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That everyone wants to live on top of the  mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you're climbing  it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've learned&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.... That the less time  I have to work with, the more things I get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *reading chemistry reference book*&lt;br /&gt;erin: *grins*&lt;br /&gt;me: WHAT!?&lt;br /&gt;erin: ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;me: ERIN ERIN TEACH ME HYDROCARBON!!! THE WHOLE CHAPTER!&lt;br /&gt;erin: *sat next to me and hesitated* ........&lt;br /&gt;me: HYDROCARBON!! FASTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;erin: i dunno la...&lt;br /&gt;me: DONT BULLSHIT CAN A NOT??&lt;br /&gt;erin: hydrocarbon is a compound with hydrogen and carbon. bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-763489902542629909?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/763489902542629909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=763489902542629909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/763489902542629909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/763489902542629909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/04/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-6164623346179402083</id><published>2009-04-10T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:46:24.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gpcc</title><content type='html'>yesterday made me feel so nerdy!&lt;br /&gt;after school went for party until 3. then tuition until 12AM&lt;br /&gt;12 AM YOU KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;NO JOKE LAAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;and this subash....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erghergherghhhhh&lt;br /&gt;sengaja betulll!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir ALWAYS PICK ON US (eva and i) ONE ERH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always also use my attitude and compare padahal i listen and pay attention in class.&lt;br /&gt;say i day dreaming la... say i like to sms during his class la...&lt;br /&gt;then say eva always find excuse to ponteng his class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARGHHHHH MANA ADA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo but nvm la since we managed to finish the chemistry questions ON OUR OWN WAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;I MADE HISTORY BY DOING THE QUESTIONS INDEPENDENTLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;YAAAAAAHAHAHAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bangga of myself ;P for now la&lt;br /&gt;must keep telling myself SPM IS TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH BTW, WE CONTENG-ED THE BOARD 99 and we were making fun of shane.&lt;br /&gt;eva: ohh his girlfried is the very talkative one ah&lt;br /&gt;me: SO BAD LA YOU&lt;br /&gt;eva: wahhhhh good la you all two very secocok. one so talkative (yin) one so boring (shane)&lt;br /&gt;me: AHAHAHA NEUTRALIZATION!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we came up with this thing and we wrote it on the board:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SeAaTfOWv-I/AAAAAAAABco/pfcBRvZ4AoU/s1600-h/phyin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SeAaTfOWv-I/AAAAAAAABco/pfcBRvZ4AoU/s400/phyin.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323283681653473250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yin + shane = salt + water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you'd refer to the first poll on the left, you guys'd rather leave exam hall than solve that question.... AHAHAHA PASTI BUKAN SPM STUDENT ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joking laaa ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been SOO LONG since i logged in you know?? see la, now my mind blanko. don't even know what to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yaaaa yesterday easter party at CGC i saw that babi. warghhh mujurlah my mom datang early. kalau tidak, siaplah dia.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHHAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i found this in max's blog. sooo true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(1) Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to # 3 for the meaning of nothing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(6) That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7) Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or faint. Just say you're welcome. (I want to add in a clause here - This is true, unless she says 'Thanks a lot' - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say 'you're welcome'. that will bring on a 'whatever').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(8) Whatever: Is a woman's way of saying F--- YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9) Don't worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to # 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. i go tuition now la.&lt;br /&gt;tata~ sorry for short short posts ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-6164623346179402083?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/6164623346179402083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=6164623346179402083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6164623346179402083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6164623346179402083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/04/gpcc.html' title='gpcc'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SeAaTfOWv-I/AAAAAAAABco/pfcBRvZ4AoU/s72-c/phyin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-4913607031583019854</id><published>2009-04-07T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T06:56:32.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New polls</title><content type='html'>on the left, ada 2 poll.&lt;br /&gt;whoever you are... just vote.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i don't really feel like blogging these few days because i felt as if my world is revolving around SPM. ahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;so i'm gonna update polls. heeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-4913607031583019854?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/4913607031583019854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=4913607031583019854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4913607031583019854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4913607031583019854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-polls.html' title='New polls'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-4051826691228157493</id><published>2009-04-05T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T10:06:56.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>broghhhh</title><content type='html'>i learnt something very very new today... shall share the experience with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, my church's youth group (DAYouth) have this thing where all the youths are divided into 4 groups and i'm leading one of the groups.... i prefer to call it TEAM.&lt;br /&gt;team conquerorz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you guys know, i've been away to pulau redang for 3 days and i couldn't make it to one of the youth meetings.&lt;br /&gt;that evening when i was absent, a new member came into my group.&lt;br /&gt;then the following week, i checked my group members out and asked them about this new guy.&lt;br /&gt;let's call him X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeh, uncle soon lim said that X showed little enthusiasm towards this youth meeting and coincidently we had to design the uniforms for our member because everything's due on the 22nd, DAYouth's launch...&lt;br /&gt;and so ngaaaaam, printer not enough ink to print ONE MORE SHIRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, my dear teammates were telling me that it's okay if he doesn't have the shirt.&lt;br /&gt;save money, save ink, save everything.&lt;br /&gt;i ALMOST AGREED....&lt;br /&gt;then i asked God what to do.&lt;br /&gt;God said...&lt;br /&gt;save money save money, if save money then lose his soul, worth it meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i told my members.&lt;br /&gt;give X my shirt. i'm okay without the team's shirt. nevermind the cost.&lt;br /&gt;after all, the total is like, RM17???&lt;br /&gt;if RM17 can make X feel welcomed, feel wanted, feel important, feel loved... WHY NOT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, on the 22nd, the day we launch. for the first time i saw X face to face. i tried to get him to TALK and OPEN UP since he's so shy there.&lt;br /&gt;i gave him the shirt, the name tag, and everything my other members have. just wanna make him feel belonged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after everything's over, X showed a little bit of enthusiasm d.&lt;br /&gt;i asked if he'll be attending the following meetings and he said yes.&lt;br /&gt;not like the "== ok lar..." yes but the "=DDDD" YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, he open his mouth. show his true colors.&lt;br /&gt;he's not at all a shy person... in fact, he's quite flexible and he blend in among my team mates well.&lt;br /&gt;KS (terkenal sebagai budak emo) also started to talk to him and X laughed at everything we laugh.&lt;br /&gt;and he gave suggestions. he gave ideas. he was excited about the whole Godtube thing.&lt;br /&gt;he was excited about the sketch, the games, the results....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last program of every youth meeting = games.&lt;br /&gt;we had a game of blowpong. (malas wanna explain)&lt;br /&gt;and he was SOOO ENTHUSIASTIC ABOUT WINNING&lt;br /&gt;our team won 2 rounds straight and when the final round had just begun... his sister told him that their mom's waiting outside.&lt;br /&gt;then X was like : er... aiya later only go back la. one more round *BRIGHT SMILE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the last round we won.&lt;br /&gt;beat the other team FLAT like... 0-7 *roar*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and still, X tak puas hati. still don't wanna go home.&lt;br /&gt;he stood at the scoreboard until andrew finished summarizing the scores.&lt;br /&gt;and then only he puas to go home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dealing with X must be a blessing and a very good lesson from God.&lt;br /&gt;i have learnt thatt....&lt;br /&gt;1. always give priority to the new ones than the leader. just like Jesus, he came for the sick.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't imagine what would happen to X if i listened to my team mates to leave him out ( as in, everyone ada baju except him)....&lt;br /&gt;he might not wanna come to youth meeting again because he doesn't feel belonged at all.&lt;br /&gt;2. working in a group is not all about winning the game, it's about working together, creating a bond between your teammates, breaking the barriers and see beyond the differences among your teammates, love your team mates, appreciate them... trust them in their abilities, bring out the best of them, be there for each other.&lt;br /&gt;win their heart and put a smile on their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle soon lim said...&lt;br /&gt;when the new members come... tie them down with the chains of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i understand.&lt;br /&gt;i experienced.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;i gave thanks and praise the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyyyy youth leader or members, if you're reading this,&lt;br /&gt;tie your new members with chains of love.&lt;br /&gt;they must be on the TOP PRIORITY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"In all these things we are more than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;CONQUERORZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; through Him who loved us"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rom 8:37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop thinking about X OMG I'M NOT HAVING A CRUSH ON HIM OKAY HE IS LIKE FORM3 AND IM LIKE SO OLD AHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;i'm just glad that God sent X to show me something new.&lt;br /&gt;very new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everybody saayy???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWW YOU SPLASH COLD WATER LA YOU ALL!&lt;br /&gt;SAY LA!&lt;br /&gt;amen amen amen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, there's an attitude problem guy who was tricked to come to youth.&lt;br /&gt;so cham.&lt;br /&gt;pray that he sees the love of God?&lt;br /&gt;amen amen amen.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-4051826691228157493?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/4051826691228157493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=4051826691228157493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4051826691228157493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4051826691228157493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/04/broghhhh.html' title='broghhhh'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-4409256112533842139</id><published>2009-04-02T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T08:59:34.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you dun love me</title><content type='html'>you dun love me you dun love me you dun love me.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang, i became more sensitive already.&lt;br /&gt;remember last time, when i cried, it's like a big issue?&lt;br /&gt;now, i cry like every night.&lt;br /&gt;for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;yes. i simply think shit stuff then make myself cry.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm right, those bukan shit.&lt;br /&gt;might come true.&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;susah payah i climbed out of the "love" hole i fell into.&lt;br /&gt;and now i threw myself in there again.&lt;br /&gt;this time's different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" dont wan text so much lar. economic crisis. save, okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*curse word*&lt;br /&gt;i feel soooo damn insecure.&lt;br /&gt;as in&lt;br /&gt;DAMN DAMN DAMN FUGGING INSECURE.&lt;br /&gt;i can die anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;if you dont wanna be mine then dont give me the chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sei lengloi, only know how to curse me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;分手快乐.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bergh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so pissed at myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-4409256112533842139?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-4017237361218910577</id><published>2009-04-01T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T02:28:31.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yayy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tsk. kena prank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Esa Elp, Rever of en' I-Meb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay 200th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-4017237361218910577?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/4017237361218910577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=4017237361218910577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4017237361218910577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4017237361218910577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/04/yayy.html' title='yayy'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-4737645936913808296</id><published>2009-03-31T05:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T05:42:28.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>yay yay yay can update jorrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;and i thought my blog will be in a coma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago, my monitor suddenly went cacat so i didnt get to update.&lt;br /&gt;haiyo&lt;br /&gt;come here also dunno update what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOIR ANNIE&lt;br /&gt;pronounce this in mandarin and see what you get!&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to update lesser (i say this everytime but always fail)&lt;br /&gt;cos i have to study.&lt;br /&gt;spm la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigghhhh until now i also dunno why i chose science stream&lt;br /&gt;its like&lt;br /&gt;split into two paths&lt;br /&gt;art stream im pretty sure sure i can score AT LEAST 10A's and now,&lt;br /&gt;with physics and chemistry and addmaths, i think my MAXIMUM will be like 8A's&lt;br /&gt;like shit weyh&lt;br /&gt;see la&lt;br /&gt;if i take arts.&lt;br /&gt;i will take up perdangangan economic sastera literature pseni BIBLE KNOWLEDGE and etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;tak jadi become designer also can become lawyer&lt;br /&gt;heyer my carrier got nothing to do with science and i so pandai came here.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fill this blank with a 3 curse words you know&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insert 1 word you assume is a curse word&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;i better go study le.&lt;br /&gt;bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-4737645936913808296?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/4737645936913808296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=4737645936913808296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4737645936913808296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4737645936913808296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-4735126563118853121</id><published>2009-03-28T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T05:55:43.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid irresponsible bugger</title><content type='html'>dahla he do everything last minute.&lt;br /&gt;and he made me look like im at fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's in charge of the name tags in his group&lt;br /&gt;and he's supposed to finish them by tmr.&lt;br /&gt;until now one thing also haven't do.&lt;br /&gt;then??&lt;br /&gt;keep bugging my dad who is rushing like hell.&lt;br /&gt;my dad of course say no la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he ask my permission wanna WALK THERE&lt;br /&gt;i say cannot&lt;br /&gt;for a few good reasons&lt;br /&gt;1. it's 8 30pm&lt;br /&gt;2. no permission from my parents&lt;br /&gt;3. it's earth hour and everyone will be switching off their lights and high chance of crimes&lt;br /&gt;4. he does not have a cell phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why just now evening he dont wanna go???&lt;br /&gt;PLAY DOTA&lt;br /&gt;cihai mabai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now he treat me like invisible.&lt;br /&gt;die la this type of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;buat baik balas jahat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-4735126563118853121?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/4735126563118853121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=4735126563118853121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>www.battleon.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this game is good.&lt;br /&gt;because the graphics are super duper lame.&lt;br /&gt;the storyline also very noob.&lt;br /&gt;thus, we wont be obsessed with this game ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi.&lt;br /&gt;damn hate the system.&lt;br /&gt;it's like sengaja betul&lt;br /&gt;they let you sign in continuously for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;then the 4th day, the will start giving stupid excuses like game server is full and blablabla and start promoting stuff that you have to pay for to log in the game.&lt;br /&gt;padahal they simply crap the online players and the limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupiak.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play maple but i scared become water fish (sui yu)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-3708299133093094152?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/3708299133093094152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=3708299133093094152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/3708299133093094152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/3708299133093094152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/battleon.html' title='Battleon'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-285968414133217426</id><published>2009-03-26T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:41:26.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ISSUE!</title><content type='html'>what the apple is wrong wrong with BOYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DON'T THEY EVER FLUSH THE SI-HUNG AFTER SHITTING!!!???&lt;br /&gt;WHY WHY WHY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you knowwww??&lt;br /&gt;i have to endure the terrible smell when i enter the toilet just to WASH MY FACE??&lt;br /&gt;like a total of 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;smelly shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i MUST SKIP BRUSHING MY TEETH TONIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;the smell is too horrible for me to bear.&lt;br /&gt;i cant imagine opening my mouth in a place concentrated with few milllion mols of shit molecules.&lt;br /&gt;yuck.&lt;br /&gt;even worse than not brushing my teeth!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pui&lt;br /&gt;so smelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;males,&lt;br /&gt;if you love your sisters...&lt;br /&gt;FLUSH YOUR TOILETS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-285968414133217426?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/285968414133217426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=285968414133217426' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/285968414133217426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/285968414133217426'/><link rel='alternate' 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bold;"&gt;Level 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Smoked A Cigarette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Smoked A Cigar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Drank Alcohol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Are / Been In Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Been Dumped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Shoplifted&lt;/span&gt; (I WAS SIX OKAY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Been Fired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Been In A Fist Fight&lt;/span&gt; (with john)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 2+5=7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Had A Crush On An Older Person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Skipped School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Slept With A Co-worker&lt;/span&gt; (as in really sleeping, not get laid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Seen Someone / Something Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 7+4=11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Had / Have A Crush On One Of Your Facebook Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Been To Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Been To Spain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Been On A Plane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Thrown Up From Drinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 11+1=12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Eaten Sushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Been Snowboarding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( )Met Someone BECAUSE Of Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Been in a Mosh Pit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 12+1=13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Been In An Abusive Relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( )Taken Pain Killers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Love/loved Someone Who You Cant Have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Laid On Your Back And Watched Cloud Shapes Go By&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Made A Snow Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 13+3=16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Had A Tea Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Flown A Kite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Built A Sand Castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Gone mudding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Played Dress Up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 16+5=21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Gone Sledging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Cheated While Playing A Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Been Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Fallen Asleep At Work / School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 21+3=24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x)Watched The Sun Set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Felt An Earthquake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Killed A Snake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 24+1=25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Been Tickled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Been Robbed / Vandalized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Been cheated on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Been Misunderstood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 25+3=28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Won A Contest &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(sad for those who x tick this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Been Suspended From School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Had Detention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Been In A Car / Motorcycle Accident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 28+3=31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( )Had / Have Braces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( )Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Danced in the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( )Hated The Way You Look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Witnessed A Crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Pole Danced&lt;/span&gt; (on the LRT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Questioned Your Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Been obsessed with post-it-notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31+3=36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Squished Barefoot Through The Mud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Been Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Been To The Opposite Side Of The World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Swam In The Ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Felt Like You Were Dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 36+3=39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Cried Yourself To Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Played Cops And Robbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Recently Colored With Crayons / Colored Pencils / Markers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Sang Karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Paid For A Meal With Only Coins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 39+5=44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Done Something You Told Yourself You Wouldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Made a Prank Phone Call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Laughed Until Some Kind Of Beverage Came Out Of Your Nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Kissed In The Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 44+2=46&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Written A Letter To Santa Claus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( )Watched The Sun Set/ sun rise With Someone You Care/Cared About&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Blown Bubbles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Made A Bonfire On The Beach or anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 46+2=48&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Crashed A Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Have Traveled More Than 5 Days With A Car Full Of People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Gone Rollerskating / Blading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Had A Wish Come True&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Been Humped By A Monkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 48+3=51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Worn Pearls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Jumped Off A Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Swore at the teacher, in front of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Swam With Dolphins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 51+1=52&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Got Your Tongue Stuck To A Pole/Freezer/ice Cube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Kissed A Fish&lt;/span&gt; (i kissed MANY THINGS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Worn The Opposite Sex's Clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Sat On A Roof Top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 52+3=55&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Screamed At The Top Of Your Lungs&lt;/span&gt; (in the pillow, so no one will hear!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Done / Attempted A One-Handed Cartwheel&lt;/span&gt; (failed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( )Talked On The Phone For More Than 6 Hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Recently stayed Up for a while talking to someone you care about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 55+3=58&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Picked And Ate An Apple Right Off The Tree&lt;/span&gt; (M'sia no apple tree)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Climbed A Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Had/Been In A Tree House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Been scared To Watch Scary Movies Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 58&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Believed In Ghosts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Have / had More Then 30 Pairs Of Shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Gone Streaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Visited Jail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 59&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Played Chicken&lt;/span&gt; (huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( )Been Pushed into a pool with all your clothes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Been Told You're Hot By A Complete Stranger&lt;/span&gt; (on Tagged, terus quit. online harassment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Broken A Bone&lt;/span&gt; (you dont tell me you eat KFC no need break bone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Been Easily Amused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 59+3=62&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Caught A Fish Then Ate It Later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Made A Porn Video/got asked to make one&lt;/span&gt; (HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Caught A Butterfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Laughed So Hard You Cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Cried So Hard You Laughed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 62+4=66&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Mooned/Flashed Someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Had Someone Moon/Flash You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Cheated On A Test&lt;/span&gt; (like DUH! even nanthini ask us to cheat ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Forgotten Someone's Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) French Braided Someones Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Gone Skinny Dipping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Been Kicked Out Of Your House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x)Tried to hurt yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 66+3=69&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Rode A Roller Coaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Went Scuba-Diving/Snorkeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Had A Cavity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Black-Mailed Someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Been Black Mailed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 69+5=74&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Been Used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Fell Going Up The Stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Licked A Cat&lt;/span&gt; (AHAHAH WHAT THE FISH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Bitten Someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Licked Someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR: 74+4=78&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Level 29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(x) Been shot at/or at gunpoint&lt;/span&gt; (BB gun, yes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Had sex in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Flattened someone's tyres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Rode your car/truck until the gas light came on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( ) Got five dollars or less worth of gas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO FAR / TOTAL: 79&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeee 79...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-9126693436584850702?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/9126693436584850702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=9126693436584850702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/9126693436584850702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/9126693436584850702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/taken-from-annsins-blog-without.html' title='taken from annsin&apos;s blog WITHOUT PERMISSION'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-2161888773819728934</id><published>2009-03-24T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T06:34:02.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>worth sharing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="ExternalClass" id="MsgContainer"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 5px;"&gt;&lt;div id="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_yiv1141665733"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 5px;"&gt;&lt;div id="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_yiv413829388"&gt;&lt;div class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:7;color:#cc3366;"&gt;This Message is really nice!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're mad with someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;, and nobody's there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;to fix the situation... You fix it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;Maybe today, that person still wants  to be your friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;. And if u don't, tomorrow can be too  late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're in love with  somebody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;, but that person doesn't know...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;tell her/him.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe today, that person is also in love  with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#000080;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't say it, tomorrow can be too late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really want to kiss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;somebody... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;kiss her/him.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that person wants a kiss from you,  too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;. And if you don't kiss her/him today,  tomorrow can be too late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still love a person that you think has forgotten you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;tell her/him.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that person have always loved you.  And if you don't tell her/him today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;, tomorrow can be too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#000080;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need a hug of a friend... ask her/him for  it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they need it more than you do. And if you don't  ask for it today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;tomorrow can be too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really have  friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;who you appreciate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#000080;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;tell them.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they appreciate you as well. That if you don't and  they leave or go far away today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;, tomorrow can be too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;If you love your parents, and never had the chance  to show them... do it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you have them there to show them how you feel.  That if you don't and they leave today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:6;color:#336699;"&gt;, then tomorrow can be too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-2161888773819728934?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/2161888773819728934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=2161888773819728934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2161888773819728934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2161888773819728934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/worth-sharing.html' title='worth sharing'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-8957022726162525541</id><published>2009-03-23T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T03:10:50.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BSL</title><content type='html'>hello. today very hot.&lt;br /&gt;you know why?&lt;br /&gt;cos i very angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i signed a BSL today. this is my SECOND BSL for wearing a colored bra.&lt;br /&gt;OH PUH-LEASE! i don't see anything WRONG or INDICENT or SEXY with wearing a colored bra! DON'T TELL ME YOU DONT WEAR A COLORED BRA! (girls only... and maybe some guys)&lt;br /&gt;it's not like wearing a colored bra can turn guys on. siao.&lt;br /&gt;so i told gaaya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;"imagine this scene la:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;i'm wearing a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;tr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; bra and then i walk up to meng. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: MENG!! HIII!!! GUESS WHAT COLOR BRA I'M WEARING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;meng&lt;/span&gt;: TIGER STRIPED!! *drools and the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;banana erect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHHAHAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worse still, pn sareah poke fire and say my hair.&lt;br /&gt;warghh i damn damn damn damn GERAM LIKE ANYTHING ALREADY LAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;I CUT MY HAIR&lt;br /&gt;I CLIP MY HAIR&lt;br /&gt;I WEAR NEATER BAJU KURUNG&lt;br /&gt;I CUT MY NAILS&lt;br /&gt;I MAKE SURE MY SOCKS ARE SLIGHTLY ABOVE MY HEELS&lt;br /&gt;I MAKE SURE I LOOK LIKE A BESTARI STUDENT TODAY since school just reopened and she has to mention that "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;rambut saya berwarna&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she tell cik fadzelah.&lt;br /&gt;then cik fadzelah had a closer look and then she say&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ehh last week i didnt see your hair got color, this week got...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APA LAAAAAAAAA I DYED MY HAIR AGES AGO!!!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S NOT EVEN OBVIOUS LA the fact she said that "last week didnt see" padahal i dyed my hair at the beginning of last year's year end school holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLOSE ONE EYE AND WE CAN LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTERRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;after all, it's just HAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhhhh very pissed arhhhhhhhhhhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;today WHOLE DAY only pn noria and mr robert entered class. gave hw. borak abit. ciao&lt;br /&gt;so niceeeeeeeeee ahahahah ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok im gonna rush for my seni coswork now. finish it up quickly, then i can man man study for SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"live like there's no tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;study like SPM is tomorrow..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-8957022726162525541?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/8957022726162525541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=8957022726162525541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/8957022726162525541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/8957022726162525541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/bsl.html' title='BSL'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-7806908585368174062</id><published>2009-03-22T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T08:29:40.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heeelooo</title><content type='html'>sooo sorry for not updating i was busy trying to make CONQUERORZ real conquerors!!! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yaa the previous post about redang, i missed out the MOST IMPORTANT PART!&lt;br /&gt;while sailing back to terengganu, ALMOST EVERYONE THREW UP!!!&lt;br /&gt;cos it was raining heavily and the wind was like blowing and blowing and the tides macam sooo high...&lt;br /&gt;and then the worker keep changing the dustbin.&lt;br /&gt;whoa dizzy until... the medicine i eat macam not working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyoo just now i want to blog something ady but then my daddy ask us go for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;see la.&lt;br /&gt;come baxk also dunno what to crap.&lt;br /&gt;eeeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haihhhh i don't want to study.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i have a passion for studying at all...&lt;br /&gt;you can call me lazy or whatever but seriouslyyyyyy i have zero interest in all these SCORING STRAIGHT A's kind of crap...&lt;br /&gt;we study cos wanna GAIN KNOWLEDGE LA now we study for the A's... then forget everything you study. what's the point!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sejarah also. heyer... that time i go up on the stage to try to brainwash ppl to like sejarah during the public speaking, i felt like the biggest hypocrite in the entire universe because I MYSELF ALSO HATE SEJ LIKE ANYTHING!!!&lt;br /&gt;then dunno who say color can increase memory and blablablabla well, IT WORKS FOR EVERYTHING EXCEPT SEJARAH!&lt;br /&gt;i only remember how hugh clifford looks like because he is SOOOOOOOOOOO CUTE LA!!!~~!!&lt;br /&gt;then tok janggut, bahaman, maharaja lela... all also look alike only, except they wearing different baju.&lt;br /&gt;HUGH CLIFFORD IS OUT STANDING!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/Paris/Lights/7995/clifford.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 298px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/Paris/Lights/7995/clifford.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;seeee??? ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha JOHN FOUND A PRIVATE SERVER FOR O2JAM!!! soooo gonna jaaaaaaammmmmmmmm!!! (and that will result in me being a private candidate for SPM NEXT YEAR!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyooo i feel like a total failure as a SPM student. can you believe this?&lt;br /&gt;this month is MARCH and i STILL DONT KNOW HOW TO DO BASE! (maths f5 chap1)&lt;br /&gt;my friends are too busy with their craps to teach me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my seni coswork. i feel like giving up la. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyerrrr!!&lt;br /&gt;and it's not that i dont realise the importance of this SPM. &lt;br /&gt;and its not that i dont care if i get SPM (shit punya marks).&lt;br /&gt;i just tak suka. but i have to do it right. &lt;br /&gt;i dont want to be the one regretting next year while collecting my results.&lt;br /&gt;i just cant seem to get things straight.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, we live in a new era, where all the dai lou dai ga jie judge you by your A's...&lt;br /&gt;no wonder the conmen all so rich la.&lt;br /&gt;go cheat all the rich rich business ppl.&lt;br /&gt;why cheat the rich ppl?&lt;br /&gt;they rich cos got job.&lt;br /&gt;why got job?&lt;br /&gt;they got A's.&lt;br /&gt;why got A.&lt;br /&gt;they smart.&lt;br /&gt;WHY SMART ALSO KENA CHEAT?&lt;br /&gt;COS THEY BOOKSMART ONLY MAAAAA STREETSMART ZERO MAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! *sorry if i offend any scam victims...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyohaiyohaiyo.&lt;br /&gt;notice a not?&lt;br /&gt;every beginning of school year be it primary or secondary... SURE VERY SEMANGAT ONE!!&lt;br /&gt;proof? go check all your latihan book. only the first few pages complete... the rest is blank.&lt;br /&gt;every beginning of the year, we tell ourselves MUST CHANGE but susah gila...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it's up to US to find out how important is education to us.&lt;br /&gt;not by force!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rants continues*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haih. terpaksa la.&lt;br /&gt;study only la... dont be like me... dont hate the subject...&lt;br /&gt;study.. study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone reading this (from my school),&lt;br /&gt;i sincerely ask you for help.&lt;br /&gt;to teach me MATHEMATIC FORM5. starting from chap1-base.&lt;br /&gt;thank youuuuuuuu T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-7806908585368174062?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/7806908585368174062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=7806908585368174062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7806908585368174062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7806908585368174062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/heeelooo.html' title='heeelooo'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-7697832844386907876</id><published>2009-03-20T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T08:06:23.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>redang</title><content type='html'>Your name : xneateamo&lt;br /&gt;Left handed/right handed: Right handed&lt;br /&gt;Favourite alphabet to write: M&lt;br /&gt;Least favourite alphabet to write: # (oh wait, this is not an alphabet)&lt;br /&gt;Write down " The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog ": tsk. die lah.&lt;br /&gt;Name 6 of people you're gonna tag:&lt;br /&gt;1. n&lt;br /&gt;2. o&lt;br /&gt;3. b&lt;br /&gt;4. o&lt;br /&gt;5. d&lt;br /&gt;6. y&lt;br /&gt;this is lamest tag everrrr ESTHERRRR next time got long long funny tag only tag ma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok sorry for procrastinating...&lt;br /&gt;redang redang redang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeeee  i think i should'nt sit for geografi for SPM la.&lt;br /&gt;1. i didn't know where bangkok is until powpow go vacation&lt;br /&gt;2. i didn't know where redang is until i go vacation with joey GOH&lt;br /&gt;i just knew THIS YEAR that redang is in terengganu!!!&lt;br /&gt;and oh my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;their airport's deco is so nice la with all the corak corak...&lt;br /&gt;but onely ONE FOOD STALL... selling lousy food (mee goreng, nasi lemak etc)&lt;br /&gt;unlike KLIA what also have.&lt;br /&gt;then the airport.&lt;br /&gt;so empty one... nobody bothers to fly anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.&lt;br /&gt;pergi balik pun nampak satu kapal terbang je.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;NO AEROPLANES AT ALL!!&lt;br /&gt;i think they spent too much on the building until no money to buy planes la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yehhh this driver from the resort came to jemput us to the jetty...&lt;br /&gt;then i was HUNGRY so i took out my bao and eat.&lt;br /&gt;joey: ehh what bao is this&lt;br /&gt;me: car siew pau&lt;br /&gt;joey: its PORK&lt;br /&gt;me: ohhhh.... crap. *chews slower (like that's gonna make any difference)*&lt;br /&gt;joey: you're eating pork in a malay state you know??&lt;br /&gt;me: so how???&lt;br /&gt;joey: IT'S NOT HALAL! you brought non halal stuff into the state!&lt;br /&gt;me: SO HOWWW *panics*&lt;br /&gt;joey: KIDDING LA! TERENGGANU IS STILL IN MALAYSIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yehh so we naik the kapal to redang~~&lt;br /&gt;took some pics but i'm gonna post the NICE ONES ONLY&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ScOqvQb03MI/AAAAAAAABbQ/H1RiInXFDPc/s1600-h/DSC04516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ScOqvQb03MI/AAAAAAAABbQ/H1RiInXFDPc/s400/DSC04516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315279714069568706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ScOqvaih4BI/AAAAAAAABbI/uQp39tX8zAE/s1600-h/DSC04523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ScOqvaih4BI/AAAAAAAABbI/uQp39tX8zAE/s400/DSC04523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315279716782039058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wahhh i look so emo here tapi cantik :P&lt;br /&gt;2 hours only reach redang...&lt;br /&gt;then when arrive arhh FUYOHHH&lt;br /&gt;you know why when we're kids, our parents and teachers and book keep saying the sea is blue? and then we were so damn disappointed when we saw that our seas are BROWN??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahah PULAU REDANG'S SEA IS BLUEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;CAN SEE RIGHT THRU THE WATERS!! see the rock see the fish see the sand!! CANTIK MAAN!!! i never believed that seas are blue (not even when i see a postcard cos i thought they edited the picture) but now i do!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ScOsBIe_PNI/AAAAAAAABbY/3MW9wDsCV-A/s1600-h/DSC04550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ScOsBIe_PNI/AAAAAAAABbY/3MW9wDsCV-A/s400/DSC04550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315281120684621010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TADA!!! NICE RIGHTTTT&lt;br /&gt;yala i jakun laa&lt;br /&gt;sighhh. other than penang and genting and cameron and melaka, i've never been outstation. i've never been overseas.&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY BELIEVED ME WHEN I SAID I DONT HAVE A PASSPORT&lt;br /&gt;now you have to, judging me from my jakun-ness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeee the water VERY VERY CLEAR i almost wanted to drink.&lt;br /&gt;then i thought...&lt;br /&gt;the water so clear... won't e as salty as those lousy sea water gua...&lt;br /&gt;then when go snorkelling... i terswallow sea water YUCK AHHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we were so disappointed leh, the corals all mati kongkiao. only the fish lively lively swimming everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;haiyo no need explain about the snorkel, go find youtube. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night, we went out to the beach again... WAHHH CANTIK!!&lt;br /&gt;got stars got this got that got everything :p&lt;br /&gt;then, i HAVE TO BRAG ABOUT MY MASTERPIECE!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ScOtwgi7h3I/AAAAAAAABbg/JliMT77gunY/s1600-h/DSC04592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ScOtwgi7h3I/AAAAAAAABbg/JliMT77gunY/s400/DSC04592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315283034109085554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I MADE A SKULL WEEHEEHEEHEEE!! cantik a nottttt&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA joey and i made a starfish but it's like... tak jadi. i'll upload it anyway...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ScOuseOFwjI/AAAAAAAABbo/jXmq4NXREio/s1600-h/DSC04585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ScOuseOFwjI/AAAAAAAABbo/jXmq4NXREio/s400/DSC04585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315284064276955698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OH YA THEN RIGHT! on thestar newspaper... behind there got one picture showing the guys making a turtle I DIDN'T COPY THEM OKAY i thought of it first. HMPH~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after we got bored... we went to pick the corals&lt;br /&gt;pick the cantik ones...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ScOvi9ETiUI/AAAAAAAABbw/l3ATPZYqJVM/s1600-h/DSC04604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ScOvi9ETiUI/AAAAAAAABbw/l3ATPZYqJVM/s400/DSC04604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315285000270350658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cantik horrrrr&lt;br /&gt;but then we terbaca the rule board... CANNOT PICK CORALS! DEAD OR ALIVE ALSO CANNOT!&lt;br /&gt;apa la.&lt;br /&gt;throw back everything into the sea only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the 3 days we were there, 3 days also raining. so, DUH! HIGH TIDE LA!&lt;br /&gt;we wore our life jacket and went to the paras laut of the chest to "challenge the tides" LOL THE TIDES OVER HEAD ONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;then keep pushing us back to the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i daredevil, i go float at the tides there, ended up kena swept away until my feet cant even touch the group and note that the tide is VERY HIGH and&lt;br /&gt;I DONT KNOW HOW TO SWIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;then somehow, God saved me ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA SCARY LA it's not a joke okay&lt;br /&gt;you should be thankful i'm still here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiya, actually not much to blog about la this vacation.&lt;br /&gt;got pictures only tapi all those you not interested in one la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got WORK!&lt;br /&gt;sighh i don't even have time to finish up my school's work i'm sooo fishcaking busy with my church's project and tuitions.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna end up as a private candidate for SPM.&lt;br /&gt;haih.&lt;br /&gt;choi choi choi....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-7697832844386907876?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/7697832844386907876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=7697832844386907876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7697832844386907876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7697832844386907876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/redang.html' title='redang'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ScOqvQb03MI/AAAAAAAABbQ/H1RiInXFDPc/s72-c/DSC04516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-7436991236267508714</id><published>2009-03-17T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:16:16.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROFL</title><content type='html'>i was on the phone with my 2nd babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: what sound is that? you in the lift ah&lt;br /&gt;yin: no la.. i playing piano...&lt;br /&gt;me: PLAY ME A SONG!&lt;br /&gt;yin: dooowan!&lt;br /&gt;me: why?? SHANE IS THERE IS IT?? *shouts shane's name* SHANE SHANE SHANE!!! ARE YOU THERE???&lt;br /&gt;yin: ahahahahahaha NO LA! GO DIE LA!&lt;br /&gt;me: ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;yin: hey... i'm getting a jab tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;me: what jab? WHY?&lt;br /&gt;yin: it's a cervical jab...*sounds sad*&lt;br /&gt;me: WHAT!!?? CERVICAL JAB AH??&lt;br /&gt;yin: yaa...&lt;br /&gt;me: JAB YOUR DOWN THERE AH??&lt;br /&gt;yin: AHHAHAHA NO LA!!! NOOO !! SHOULDER LA!! STUPID!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is 17sx. highlight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;lol im so stupid to think that the doctor will ask her to spread her legs to jab her down there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-7436991236267508714?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/7436991236267508714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=7436991236267508714' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7436991236267508714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7436991236267508714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/rofl.html' title='ROFL'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-7845761951849924000</id><published>2009-03-16T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T04:11:58.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what is bitch leh eh?</title><content type='html'>HELOO HELOOO i know you miss meeee&lt;br /&gt;just came back from p.redang and WHOA almost everyone in my boat VOMIT lehh...&lt;br /&gt;shall blog about this later.&lt;br /&gt;chatting with ahpowpow ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talking about bitches :D *i terasa but anyways...*&lt;br /&gt;so she ask me... what is my version of bitch&lt;br /&gt;ask me put in blog worrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;definition of B-I-T-C-H in moky's dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i female dog...&lt;br /&gt;a dog with capability of giving birth to its young.&lt;br /&gt;ermmm , pondan dog is it bitch ah?&lt;br /&gt;errr... wait ahhh  brb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*opens powpow's dictionary* HOLY i never knew!!!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAH no laa i open my foul dictionary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAT PEOPLE WHO THINK THEY'RE THIN and dress up is body-fitting clothes&lt;br /&gt;ohmy... i have a feeling im talking about myself but anyway let's continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm...&lt;br /&gt;they use the word "WHATEVER" a lot with the *talk to the hand* signal and they move their heads side to side?? (that's what i watched in the movies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squeky girls/guys...&lt;br /&gt;eee can imagine ah meng squeking a not?? i willl rofl...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha my enemy (i only have ONE!!! and blogged about him before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erhhh... dunno the whole story then simply go and accuse ppl and change the storyline and brainwash ppl IN HIS/HER BLOG BUT DONT KNOW HOW TO DO IT PROPERLY AHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la i have to stop or i'll upload his picture again...&lt;br /&gt;STOP XNEA STOPP BEING MEAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrmm..&lt;br /&gt;girls who use dog shampooo??? ;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYA I DUNNO LAAA WHY SUDDENLY ASK THIS QUESTION???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i recall uncle soon lim asking us.&lt;br /&gt;what is la-la?&lt;br /&gt;what is punk?&lt;br /&gt;what is gothic?&lt;br /&gt;what is emo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when he do analysis, everyone he interview ALL GIVE DIFFERENT ANSWER!&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: teenagers nowadays don't know what they're talking about. semua cakap kosong.&lt;br /&gt;everythin kosong except my brain. ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-7845761951849924000?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/7845761951849924000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=7845761951849924000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7845761951849924000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7845761951849924000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-is-bitch-leh-eh.html' title='what is bitch leh eh?'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-2113408853068441983</id><published>2009-03-13T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:53:02.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cao-ing</title><content type='html'>the taxi outside my house and i still have masa to blog yahaha!&lt;br /&gt;my uncle still bathing and stuff&lt;br /&gt;joey goh is next to me complaining about my emo stuff look like "guai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blargh im gonna sleep in the plane la. sleep like 2 hours only you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joey goh ddidnt know we're going by plane. she thought we're walking.&lt;br /&gt;shiat la ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ergh i hope pulau redang the environment clean clean not like KL and then my pimples will berkurang&lt;br /&gt;so you all write report okay... i give you all peka.&lt;br /&gt;i give you all contoh also.&lt;br /&gt;see im a guru yang prihatin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aim: to reduce xneateamo's pimples&lt;br /&gt;hypothesis: xneateamo's pimples will reduce while she's in p.redang&lt;br /&gt;variable: manipulated - place&lt;br /&gt;constant - xneateamo's fugly face&lt;br /&gt;responding - xneateamo's fugly face after the whole trip&lt;br /&gt;apparatus and materials: plane, plane tickets, xneateamo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the procedure you all do sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh wanted to draw the diagram but memandangkan masa tidak mengizinkan...&lt;br /&gt;yer i don't like this BM way of saying running out of time.&lt;br /&gt;masa sangat biadap.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE BYE :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oma et&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-2113408853068441983?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/2113408853068441983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=2113408853068441983' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2113408853068441983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2113408853068441983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/cao-ing.html' title='cao-ing'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-5903606012285853319</id><published>2009-03-12T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:27:22.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im so hungry</title><content type='html'>i haven't ate my lunch yet cos i'm packing for tonight's flight.&lt;br /&gt;berrghhh and teacher pulak give so much work for our hols!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mohenjo-daro&lt;br /&gt;harappa.&lt;br /&gt;stupid la these 2 words are stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;aku pandai ;D i studied sejarahhh ahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeegh xneateamo akan hiatus until 16march!!!&lt;br /&gt;should i schedule some posts for you guys or not =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh aku baik hati. see la i bertimbang rasa your feelings i know you all will miss me this week ;D&lt;br /&gt;oooo and don't you think it's very romantic if... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy has cancer and he knew he's gonna die. so he write many many many many many many letters to the girl for her to read after his death.&lt;br /&gt;and the girl will keep reading and reading until she die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhh *tears rolls down my cheek* so romantic.&lt;br /&gt;then if you're the girl, you can pretend that your man is some where far away and he writes back to you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yer i don't want that to happen to me. freaking sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and guess what...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday SPM results day mah, so we were 3-8-ing around and then i saw&lt;br /&gt;a girl, she got straight A's la, don't know she happy until siao or what,&lt;br /&gt;go french kiss with the mother....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashahahah NO LA JOKING LA!&lt;br /&gt;aahahaahaha funny la i told gaaya and she so enthusiastic go tell everyone&lt;br /&gt;aja, pow, and i...&lt;br /&gt;really rofl-ed.&lt;br /&gt;laughed until kneel on the ground AHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yer my posts are getting shorter and shorter.&lt;br /&gt;my life is becoming more and more dull.&lt;br /&gt;spm la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm nvm. whatever i studied i'll post here AAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG MY SOUP IS READY AHAHAH BYE BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm gonna miss you so much...&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/4417203078431447867-5903606012285853319?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/5903606012285853319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=5903606012285853319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5903606012285853319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5903606012285853319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-so-hungry.html' title='im so hungry'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-7998124090751321997</id><published>2009-03-11T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T03:09:00.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=3</title><content type='html'>i have to apologise that almost all of my post titles have nothing to do with the posts because the things i blog about are not related most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;=3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aja's presence and absence sure makes a big difference in class. so senyaaaaaaaaap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i think our school's canteen sells the worst foods.&lt;br /&gt;tiap2 kali makan tiap2 kali pun sakit perut. wtf la i don't see that happening whenever i eat ko-op's buns :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE SUFFERING THIS OKAY EVEN AH MENG ALSO AGREE!!&lt;br /&gt;canteen food(s) sucks. (not all)&lt;br /&gt;the mee goreng and nasi goreng all got lalat flying everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;then there's one stall selling poison (nuggets/keropok lekor/etc) dijamin mendapat jerawat.&lt;br /&gt;eat the fried foods there and your pimples will blossom like flowers.&lt;br /&gt;and who knows if the oil they used has been heated up to the tahap petroleum (boiling point ahhh study your science)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worst is the kuey teow kerang.&lt;br /&gt;maaaaan we won't even know if those are the leftovers of the kuey teow basah because i've only seen the ppl frying the kuey teow basah but the kuey teow kerang tak sentuh pun.&lt;br /&gt;aku je yg bodo sgt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH and the spaghetti. i've tried it ONCE (after school)&lt;br /&gt;yuck, it's like i'm forcing myself to swallow the stale food yuck yuck.&lt;br /&gt;even sista-G also got food-poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so songgi-fied so i makan only a lil bit. the rest i throoowwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songgified canteen. i wanna go to pudu girl's school canteen and eat their PAN MEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;i molested SHANE'S PROPERTY (limpy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shane, come kill me. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-7998124090751321997?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/7998124090751321997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=7998124090751321997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7998124090751321997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7998124090751321997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/3.html' title='=3'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-5227982238656285280</id><published>2009-03-10T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T05:01:56.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my heh</title><content type='html'>gatsby has zero effect on my hair (tapi the best hair wax is gatsbyyy)&lt;br /&gt;xnea, dengan ikhlasnya, meminta bantuan awam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh youko-chan,&lt;br /&gt;songgi is not asshole in tamil.&lt;br /&gt;sista-G said that tinash simply crap jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warghhh i very very tak puas hati!!!&lt;br /&gt;FLAME'S name tag is like NICER than my name tag i tak puass hatiii&lt;br /&gt;but i'm quite sure that none of my members are willing to pay extra for nicer tags.&lt;br /&gt;dont waste energy ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haih today also dunno update about what.&lt;br /&gt;i go le.&lt;br /&gt;OH SHIT! TODAY GOT MATHS TUITION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!&lt;br /&gt;terponteng kelas tuisyen. ROFL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-5227982238656285280?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/5227982238656285280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=5227982238656285280' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5227982238656285280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/5227982238656285280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-heh.html' title='my heh'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-233708322943557792</id><published>2009-03-09T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T04:27:54.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday</title><content type='html'>TO MY FOSTER PARENTS!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;yaaaa i keturunan japanese i know you all very jealous~&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no laaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march 7 - mami (choong wai sin)&lt;br /&gt;march 10 - dadi (gaaya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh die,&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a picture of my mami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*uploads imaginary picture of waisin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year i gave you a pair of doraemon slippers AND I HOPE YOU WEAR THEM EVERYDAY&lt;br /&gt;i wish you the best in whatever you doooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaa i remember the funniest stuff we did together when we're form3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were discussing about masturbation with dadi, sonia and meng. then i said something about the cucumber and then *toot, censored*.&lt;br /&gt;aiyah censored liao. nvm nvm, nanti i terhumiliate mami then cham le.&lt;br /&gt;oh yaaaa then there was once we play with highlighters, with dadi and sonia and ah meng also...&lt;br /&gt;then when you go toilet, i overturn your table and the chair and acted like nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and EVERYTIME DURING MORAL CLASS we will laugh until no more voice.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE ALSO LA i don't have a pic of my papa (what kind of "son" is this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*uploads imaginary pic of papa*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember kissing you on your cheeks while on the way in pavilion.&lt;br /&gt;I REMEMBER EVERYTHING AND EVERY CRAP WE DID IN F1 while we were in jelebu.&lt;br /&gt;CHOCOLATE HL MILK!&lt;br /&gt;chocolate-horny-lesbian&lt;br /&gt;AHHHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;i remember letting you trim my fringer while we were in form3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i remember calling you an overloaded paramecium and starting using bio terms like how your contractile vacuoles malfunction thats why your osmoregulation very cacat and lalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and your pusaka nenek moyang all VEYR VERY LAME&lt;br /&gt;hang the padlock and the thread around your neck.&lt;br /&gt;harta pusaka keluarga moyang.&lt;br /&gt;the next ism use a dawai and bend it into a heart-shaped ring,&lt;br /&gt;and claim that kyan gave it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you go around marrying people.&lt;br /&gt;dump auntie kyan. i don't like her. she always scold me. :(&lt;br /&gt;dump auntie/uncle/ peisun. i don't like shim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay loyal =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter HOW MANY TIMES me and ah meng ejek you, you also wont feel hurt.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i love you daddy =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday and God bless you too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I SUKA THE PARTY TAPI YOU ALL BISING SANGAT KAT REDBOX. i remember someone keep singing off key, don't remember who.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i minta maaf very much la because i'm so tired now and i'm not in the mood to blogggggg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because i'm not meant for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. What was the highlight of your week?&lt;br /&gt;gaaya's birthday party at redbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Whose car were you in last?&lt;br /&gt;powpow's mummy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When is the next time you will kiss someone?&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;gray and blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How long is your hair?&lt;br /&gt;it's freaking short but the discipline teachers bermati-mati want me to clip my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you good looking?&lt;br /&gt;yes i'm a japanese-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wannabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who were you with?&lt;br /&gt;the whole group who went to gaaya's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;a quarter of a pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Last thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;Mineral water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When was the last time you had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who came over last?&lt;br /&gt;sumei and yoongwei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Are you happy right now?&lt;br /&gt;Not really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did you say last?&lt;br /&gt;i don't remember. i think i sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where is your phone?&lt;br /&gt;next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What color are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;blue. i'm wearing brown contact lenses (another major case of wannabe's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Are you left-handed?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Spell your name without vowels:&lt;br /&gt;mky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;2 tortoises. they stopped growing. WHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Favorite Vacation?&lt;br /&gt;not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What do you dislike currently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The fact that i'm not good enough for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;the rythm of the drizzle. (it's not a songggg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. If you could have one thing right now what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;you. ahaha. and some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What is your favorite scent?&lt;br /&gt;i dont knowwww... erm. KFC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who makes you happiest?&lt;br /&gt;youuuuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;waiting for both pow's reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. When is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;why do you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who has the same phone as you?&lt;br /&gt;YONG SUK KHUAN! I JUST DISCOVERED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Last time you went swimming in a pool?&lt;br /&gt;dont remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you read your horoscope?&lt;br /&gt;don't believe in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where was the last place you bought something?&lt;br /&gt;pavilion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. How do you feel about your hair right now?&lt;br /&gt;yeng?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you bite your nails?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you have any expensive jewelery?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you have any expensive jewelery?&lt;br /&gt;i said no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Myspace or facebook?&lt;br /&gt;blogspot =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. How fast have you driven a car?&lt;br /&gt;in the arcade, probably the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Have you ever smoked?&lt;br /&gt;no. but if my heart breaks again, i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What was or is your favorite subject in school?&lt;br /&gt;pendidikan sivik. always no teacher. got teacher also he wont teach. teach also we wont listen. we wont listen also he tak marah. wah elaboration yang paling panjang. this is how much i love pendidikna sivik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you have Verizon?&lt;br /&gt;what's that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What type of boy do you usually fall for?&lt;br /&gt;only KUCHIKI BYAKUYA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you have any hidden talents?&lt;br /&gt;*blushes* i never knew what they really mean when they say "hidden talent"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Favorite Song?&lt;br /&gt;1000 oceans, don't jump, sacred. all sung by TOKIO HOTEL'S PRETTY BILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you like to sing at all?&lt;br /&gt;yes? tapi suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Dream Job?&lt;br /&gt;bill gate's grandson's wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Where does most of your family live?&lt;br /&gt;im fostered, so, yeah japan (call ambulance, WANNABE syndrome fourth stage..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Are you an only child or do you have siblings?&lt;br /&gt;i have a bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Would you consider yourself to be spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;very spoiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What was the first thing you thought when you woke up?&lt;br /&gt;i hope you'll stop being mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you drink?&lt;br /&gt;no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Know any other languages?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Ever write a coded message?&lt;br /&gt;no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Have you ever been IN a wedding?&lt;br /&gt;no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Do you have any children?&lt;br /&gt;the questions are boring me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Did you take a nap today?&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Who has the same birthday as you?&lt;br /&gt;don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Ever met anyone famous before?&lt;br /&gt;Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Do you want to be famous one day?&lt;br /&gt;YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Any Pet Peeves?&lt;br /&gt;apa itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Are you multitasking right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Do you like Britany Spears?&lt;br /&gt;i know who is britney spears but britany spears i dunno. maybe she's some kelefeh in some tamil show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. What is your least favorite chore?&lt;br /&gt;all chores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Last place you drove your car?&lt;br /&gt;dunno how to drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Ever been out of the country?&lt;br /&gt;no... *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Where were you born?&lt;br /&gt;japan heeeheee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Could you handle being in the military?&lt;br /&gt;no. i'll die. their toilets must be very dirty. their food must be very sucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. What is your average cell phone bill?&lt;br /&gt;rm10 per week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Who are you thinking about right now?&lt;br /&gt;poi yin. im chatting with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. When was the last time you laughed REALLY hard?&lt;br /&gt;most of the time when i'm not sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. How many pairs of shoes do you own?&lt;br /&gt;school shoes x 2&lt;br /&gt;flipflops x 1&lt;br /&gt;high heels x 1 (wah i can hear you guys screaming with disbelief)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Are your toes always painted?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. How many piercings do you have?&lt;br /&gt;i used to have 2 but they closed. stupid infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. What are you doing today?&lt;br /&gt;went to party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Have you ever been gambling?&lt;br /&gt;no... i dont know how to play mah jong, nor blackjack, nor sit-big-D... nothing. ahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. When is the last time you updated your page?&lt;br /&gt;page apa? blog ah? today la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Do you like rollercoasters?&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Have you ever been to disneyland or world?&lt;br /&gt;no... *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Do you have a favorite cartoon character?&lt;br /&gt;erm... i used to like pink panther. now dont have gua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Last thing you cooked?&lt;br /&gt;sunny-side-up. that's a month before last year's christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. How's the weather?&lt;br /&gt;raining and drizzling throughout the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Do you e-mail?&lt;br /&gt;yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. What's the stupidest thing you ever did with your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;what stupid thing can i do with a cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Last time you were sick?&lt;br /&gt;erm. a week before this year's CNY, hospitalized...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. What states have you lived in?&lt;br /&gt;KL, KL and KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you wish you could move?&lt;br /&gt;yes. to a house where i can have my own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Do you take all the QuizPox.com quizzes?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even know the website existed until just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your dream car?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Have you ever wanted someone you cant have?&lt;br /&gt;all the time. even now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. If you could be anywhere right now where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;the bank's storage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Are you happy with your life?&lt;br /&gt;life yes. love life no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-233708322943557792?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/233708322943557792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=233708322943557792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/233708322943557792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/233708322943557792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-7881797516616776160</id><published>2009-03-06T08:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:29:45.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The reason I skipped school.</title><content type='html'>I woke up today morning with a sting on my chest and a terrible headache.&lt;br /&gt;i think i cried too much yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-7881797516616776160?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-5692750096629503011</id><published>2009-03-05T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T07:34:04.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babe it's okay to run</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we're born to run away from anything uncomfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i won't run away from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's okay to run away from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so if you can,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;break your promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and then break free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no need to rush, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cos we're all dying anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and when you run,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will run behind you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that i may watch your every step,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will keep on running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and when you fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i won't pick you up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so that you will learn to get up by yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and as time passes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you will learn to enjoy the breeze on your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as you keep on running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i will run after you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;until my legs can't carry me anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i will fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and watch you run, until i don't see you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's pointless to keep on waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i know that you will feel secure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you know that somewhere, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone is waiting for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even if it takes forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as long as you're not crying anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you have to crush me to be happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll let you crush me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you have to leave me to be happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll let you leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you have to love someone else to be happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll let you love whoever you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if i have to disappear forever to make you happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i willingly go away from your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm sorry i can't change a thing about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i gave my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i gave my all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;indeed, my all and my half doesn't make any difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my best isn't good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my all isn't enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can't give you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i keep on trying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i keep holding on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if it's so stupid to love me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't want to hurt you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not with my words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not with my hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i tried everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it sucks to know that we're not meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it sucks to know that we're not compatible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it sucks to know that you hate my ways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it sucks to know that i love you just the way you are but you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i have been the most truthful and honest to you but you labelled my truths as fake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i think asthmatic patients cry a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i find it extremely hard to breath when i'm crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh no, it's not asthma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's called the Brokenheart Syndrome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-5692750096629503011?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-3385953435414144449</id><published>2009-03-04T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T02:27:38.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ayam pekik</title><content type='html'>ahahhaahaha i still remember the convo we had in class la with max and fass they all...&lt;br /&gt;we were talking about bapoks la.. and all the new gelaran they give to the gays.&lt;br /&gt;gays as in "guys dress up like girls", not guys like guys...&lt;br /&gt;and then we were gossiping about this bapok we saw in 7-e.&lt;br /&gt;he wear mascara, lipstick, i think he wears a bra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE SHOULD WEAR A BRA!!! HE HAS BOOBS!!! and his are bigger than mine.&lt;br /&gt;so paiseh la guy's boobs bigger than mine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeaaaa and then that guy/girl wears like... hazel brown color contact... =S&lt;br /&gt;aahaha i also wear contacts la. i wear black contacts...&lt;br /&gt;cos if i dont wear contacts, the teachers will ask me to sign a bsl for wearing BLUE contact lens.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaysssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another gelaran for BAPOK is PEKIK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hakim: they aka pekik&lt;br /&gt;max: lol bapok pekik&lt;br /&gt;me: i thought.... the malay stalls sell ayam pekik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone stops to think for a while, after all, that food sounds familiar =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;max: AYAM PERCIK LA!!! AHAHAHAHAH AYAM PEKIK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then right, in school today.&lt;br /&gt;so padan muka la me =(&lt;br /&gt;you guys know i sudah chop my hair kan? but still can do some emo fashion (later i tunjuk =D)&lt;br /&gt;so i put my side hair and my fringe  all to the front and cover one side of my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kat kantin, i was buying chee cheong funn and when i turn around.&lt;br /&gt;i saw naga sbu (aura very geng)... PN SAREAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;wahhh terus scold =(&lt;br /&gt;say i rambut berfashion AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YORRR LA i cut my hair for the sake of shutting the disciplinary boards (including prefects) up but still say i berfashionnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;ask me clip la&lt;br /&gt;ask me PUT MY HAIR BEHIND THE EAR LA&lt;br /&gt;even worse than asking me to BUY RIBBON OR TIE MY HAIR&lt;br /&gt;i rather tie my hair la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhhh then yesterday pulak my mom say i'm showing bulimia symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;she said she was observing meeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i keep thinking i'm fat&lt;br /&gt;2. i don't even want to eat my favourite food during dinner&lt;br /&gt;3. i'm obsessed with looking in the mirror at my bulging tummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i have bulimia!! IS IT WRONG TO WANT TO LOOK SEXY oh but nvm~! my "rambut berfashion" sexy can d.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;songgi, i talk like an attention seeker now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songgi songgi,&lt;br /&gt;my mom got the house's phone bill and it was rm 249 plus.&lt;br /&gt;all also my bro's chick's number =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then tiba2 i kena pulak =( for calling pow pow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alaaa whatever laaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;i want to slim down~~&lt;br /&gt;now that i have my dream hair,&lt;br /&gt;my height is NORMAL for an asian female,&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna slim down and wear eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and look like BILL KAULITZ&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.foroswebgratis.com/imagenes_foros/5/5/6/4/2/633161bill%20kaulitz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 580px;" src="http://www.foroswebgratis.com/imagenes_foros/5/5/6/4/2/633161bill%20kaulitz.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FLAWLESS SEXY FACE!&lt;br /&gt;he looks like a PRETTY PRETTY HOT HOT &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;flat-chested&lt;/span&gt; GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to look like him.&lt;br /&gt;except i have boobs and he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the para penduduk bilik guru disiplin will hate me. *pulls a face*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-3385953435414144449?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/3385953435414144449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=3385953435414144449' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/3385953435414144449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/3385953435414144449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/ayam-pekik.html' title='ayam pekik'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-3435395447329889472</id><published>2009-03-03T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T02:06:58.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*picture has been removed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to tengok, go to kitt or full stop's blog to tengok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry i hati lembut, actually i ada feel guilty uploading the picture la... dahla nama dia sudah tercemar dalam sbu. =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rofl, itu daniel tong. he's innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend with the womaniser very cham you know.&lt;br /&gt;caught you in the same picture,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how innocent also will kena sing.&lt;br /&gt;that's if you met someone like xullxtop AHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than the daniel tong's things, all the above in the picture is true.&lt;br /&gt;what a songgi. songgi-fied muka tercemar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-3435395447329889472?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/3435395447329889472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=3435395447329889472' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/3435395447329889472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/3435395447329889472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/rofl-itu-daniel-tong.html' title=''/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-6543494993487000584</id><published>2009-03-03T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T02:26:32.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY KENTANG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sa0Dumprj7I/AAAAAAAABac/q897uitb1Oc/s1600-h/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sa0Dumprj7I/AAAAAAAABac/q897uitb1Oc/s400/hair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308903634923917234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MOURN PEOPLE MOURN!&lt;br /&gt;ITU RAMBUT AKUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!&lt;br /&gt;arghhh i still can feel the curls at the end of the hair behind there T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faster upload this picture, before it disappears to nowhere!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sa0EEpuiQTI/AAAAAAAABak/EeWnSNEQcS0/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sa0EEpuiQTI/AAAAAAAABak/EeWnSNEQcS0/s400/DSC00362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308904013706707250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;photo courtesy of XXX, aku bersemangat persahabatan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr. i no more hair. tengok ni.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sa0EYNFoXDI/AAAAAAAABas/uwDwvbPrbpk/s1600-h/nhs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sa0EYNFoXDI/AAAAAAAABas/uwDwvbPrbpk/s400/nhs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308904349616331826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i look like eva.&lt;br /&gt;meng: mok looks like a bigger version of eva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote after me?&lt;br /&gt;"saya pelajar sekolah bestari, saya perlu kelihatan kemas seperti seorang pelajar bestari dan menjadi contoh kepada pelajar yang lain."&lt;br /&gt;now i look like guai guai lui.&lt;br /&gt;but i know you guys would rather mencontohi the long long trendy trendy shuffled hairstyle&lt;br /&gt;siapa nak contohi saya~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha xiaojia (aja) says i look like JAPANESE weeeeeeee~!!!&lt;br /&gt;trimming a new hairstyle is not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;after all, the only person who felt like slapping my face was max :P&lt;br /&gt;semua cakap cantek ha-ha-ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-6543494993487000584?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/6543494993487000584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=6543494993487000584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6543494993487000584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6543494993487000584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/03/holy-kentang.html' title='HOLY KENTANG'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Sa0Dumprj7I/AAAAAAAABac/q897uitb1Oc/s72-c/hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-4078963365491808957</id><published>2009-02-27T18:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T18:21:14.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mati mati wanna see</title><content type='html'>Some of you already know that my mom sooo mad until crush my bro's phone kannn&lt;br /&gt;wanna seee? my maid and i sooo susah you know!&lt;br /&gt;we went to the tong sampah besar (yea my mom threw it away) and keep finding, with all the flies lar, food's leftovers etc etc, for the sake of the trash.&lt;br /&gt;here is the RUINED iPHONE!!! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SaibepEJAAI/AAAAAAAABZ0/vFoX_CaiYmU/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SaibepEJAAI/AAAAAAAABZ0/vFoX_CaiYmU/s400/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307663111577731074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SaibeTeH7nI/AAAAAAAABZs/MEaEHl-3d0M/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SaibeTeH7nI/AAAAAAAABZs/MEaEHl-3d0M/s400/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307663105781132914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SaibeZRRjiI/AAAAAAAABZk/8-u3aWIkcL0/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SaibeZRRjiI/AAAAAAAABZk/8-u3aWIkcL0/s400/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307663107337850402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SAM TONG LA!!! see the screeen?? CRACK AND SHATTERED ARGHH!!! give me better laaaaaaaaaaaa T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yeaaa i think i'm the only blogger in sbu who didn't bother to blog about anything about sports day you knowww???&lt;br /&gt;yeaaahhh now la.&lt;br /&gt;one picture only!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA YOU KNOW WHAT? we're form5's and this was our LAST SPORTS DAY so it's kinda common (almost a tradition but anywaysss) to conteng our baju sukan.&lt;br /&gt;soo this is what i wrote on powpow's baju~ HOT SPOT AHAHAH!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SaicjJbN5-I/AAAAAAAABZ8/Q4rjpsLheI0/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SaicjJbN5-I/AAAAAAAABZ8/Q4rjpsLheI0/s400/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307664288495560674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; see her right boobs, the circle? that spot is referred as MOKY'S SPOT AHAHAHA she regretted like so much and then 5 5 force me add a smiley, TAK CANTIK LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahah then you know right, everytime sports day, monday sure no school one.&lt;br /&gt;so pow, poi and i went to pavilion.... pow and i arrived early so we waited at the kopitiam.&lt;br /&gt;very very very embarrassing wanna eat with her...&lt;br /&gt;she eat the onde-onde. eat until like this...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SaidWgb2AWI/AAAAAAAABaE/KthBQo5rXdU/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SaidWgb2AWI/AAAAAAAABaE/KthBQo5rXdU/s400/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307665170845532514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can see a not?? shot into three different directions? that happened when she used the fork and *stab* the onde-onde with full force, three consecutive times.&lt;br /&gt;soo cantek AHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and MUAHAHAHA! I'M GONNA PROMOTE MY DEAR FLING'S ARTISTIC TALENT!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Said3oS8kVI/AAAAAAAABaM/y_UVRgsx45E/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/Said3oS8kVI/AAAAAAAABaM/y_UVRgsx45E/s400/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307665739891380562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tattoo yang cantek giler!!! drew himself, with black gel pen.&lt;br /&gt;ahahah i'd got one tribal tattoo along my neck, HEADPREFECT no.2 saw, ask me and meng to ponteng sejarah class. must be the tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;so i reluctantly washed off my tattoo and xneo was crying AHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's giving FREE TATTOosss don't miss ittt AHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alaaa i wanna upload eva's st6's pic but if she sees it i'm gonna be sold to the butcher stall.&lt;br /&gt;but she looks so funny i can't help ittttt&lt;br /&gt;okay fine, i can help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANNA SEE MY TANGERINE A NOTTTTTT I DRAW ONEEEE FOR INTERVENSHIT EXAM ONE!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SaifAJzzkOI/AAAAAAAABaU/7fTRTdhpFms/s1600-h/Image051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SaifAJzzkOI/AAAAAAAABaU/7fTRTdhpFms/s400/Image051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307666985838153954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OOOPS forgot to turn it around but anyways CANTEK A NOTTTTTTTTTT!!! AHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;jake, you lost it all.&lt;br /&gt;we very bei min you didn't flame you in your school.&lt;br /&gt;so would you just shut up and leave us all alone?&lt;br /&gt;unless you don't want to be left alone.&lt;br /&gt;hee hee~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-4078963365491808957?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/4078963365491808957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=4078963365491808957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4078963365491808957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4078963365491808957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/mati-mati-wanna-see.html' title='mati mati wanna see'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SaibepEJAAI/AAAAAAAABZ0/vFoX_CaiYmU/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-2383986356207921187</id><published>2009-02-27T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:03:45.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZAHA!</title><content type='html'>no cbox LEAVE COMMENT K!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha my darling powpow went to bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;so my darlings in tuition were debating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: YORRRRRR my sms buddy go to bangkok sms her sure very expensive...&lt;br /&gt;eva: SMS LA! CAN WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;me: cannot la... cannot reach one...&lt;br /&gt;eva: *with full confidence* BANGKOK IS IN MALAYSIA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gang rofl's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: wtf la BANGKOK IS IN CHINA!&lt;br /&gt;meng: WEI! OH MY GOD! *smacks forehead*&lt;br /&gt;dhar: AHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;pavethra: hey eva, malaysia is in INDIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gang rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meng: I GOT TWO STUPID FREN!!! BANGKOK IS IN THAILAND LA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol we were debating so loud the whole class started laughing AHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;then we asked nanthini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eva &amp; meng: eh ehh nanthini&lt;br /&gt;nanthini: *blur face, the pengutip kertas face* huh?&lt;br /&gt;eva: bangkok is in india right?&lt;br /&gt;nanthini: *nods blurly*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point. the whole class started laughing OMG AHAHAHAH SO FUNNY LAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yorhhhhhhhhh i regret deleting my cbox!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-2383986356207921187?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/2383986356207921187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=2383986356207921187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2383986356207921187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2383986356207921187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/zaha.html' title='ZAHA!'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-6077297028504536100</id><published>2009-02-26T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T08:08:06.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>cbox remove cos i kena flame by CHONG JAKE YIP&lt;br /&gt;:S yer all my nice nice comment no jor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mission complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-6077297028504536100?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/6077297028504536100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=6077297028504536100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6077297028504536100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6077297028504536100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-6184777111054096675</id><published>2009-02-25T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T08:22:34.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>walalala</title><content type='html'>heyyyyyy i &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; read sejarah just now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Firaun merupakan pemerintah tamadun mesopotamia yang mempunyai gelaran "raja empat puluh penjuru". baginda menandatangani perjanjian aqabah I dengan James Brooke, pemerintah tamadun indus yang terkenal. persamaan antara kedua-dua tamadun ini ialah mereka menganggap pemerintah sebagai tuhan iaitu tuhan Imhotep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodnesss laaaaaaa today.&lt;br /&gt;judo training was tough like crazy and i don't understand WHY must I TRAIN SO HARD since my mom don't even allow me to take part in competition anymore ever since i was discharged from the hospital!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't do sit-ups,&lt;br /&gt;i lost balance at every attempt of duck-walk.&lt;br /&gt;i almost faint trying to do ukemi, i had to excuse myself to go to toilet to avoid embarassing myself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waurgh my hair is so long and so thick d, i need a nice trim asap.&lt;br /&gt;blargh blarghh the broken iphone pics are still in my mobile, malas wanna upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you know, today we whole day no teacher,&lt;br /&gt;we lepak-ed everywhere in school~! but LK students had to sit for another LK test for bonus marks and we took a total of 6 periods (1 period = 45 min) to complete 2 questions. hwo to sit for SPM la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodnesss i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH YEAAAA since pow pow is NOT MEAN ENOUGH to upload this perasan shithead's picture, I'LL BE THE MEAN ONE!&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha tho it's a bit small, but it's big enough for you all to identify his tak tau malu punya face! HO HO HO!&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*picture has been removed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;AHAHAHA NAH!! oh yeaaa my msn skin nice a not~~!!&lt;br /&gt;i'll be nice, i won't post his name =P&lt;br /&gt;i'll be slightly meaner, i'll give you a hint where to get his name.&lt;br /&gt;ARASHI! WAH! YOU GUYS ARE SO SMART! ahahhaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i feel so mean it's like my first time memalukan-ing ppl on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;but i tak tahan him,&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah faster scroll down,&lt;br /&gt;later that pic lag your computer and then affect your comp with trojan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah~ i got new job.&lt;br /&gt;since this lengzai *tahan puke* up there gonna expect to kena bash up right, i become his bodyguard la.&lt;br /&gt;take his protection money WAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how he backstab girls,&lt;br /&gt;girls whose feelings kena played by him,&lt;br /&gt;and when he tak tahan because she didn't even shed a single tear for him and she don't even miss him, he back stab her to her sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tengok drama ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5COwner%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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After all, they've been through enough of slow and painful heartaches. Don't you think that jumping off a building is a lil' too quick? you are this heavy and the building is this tall. calculate. 10ms-1.&lt;br /&gt;5. it is totally useless if they were to stab right into the heart (since heartaches still hurt more).&lt;br /&gt;6. and since heartaches still hurt more, might as well end the heart beat. (you might hit the right spot, the pulse, if you're lucky)&lt;br /&gt;7. they might wanna kill that nerve so that they don't have to hold anyone's hands anymore.&lt;br /&gt;8. they know that donating ALL the blood is impossible because doctors won't allow.&lt;br /&gt;9. they are aware that they've been a nuisance and brought misery to the ones they love, so? DIE LA!&lt;br /&gt;10. they're too heartbroken till they're numb. slitting wrist would be a perfect test to see if their nervous system is working or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why emos DO NOT CUT THEIR WRIST.&lt;br /&gt;1. they're fake emos.&lt;br /&gt;2. and fake emos can do other things other than slitting wrists to gain attention.&lt;br /&gt;3. if they're genuine emos, they have a phobia towards sharp objects and the blood circulatory system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so people, don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;i won't slit my wrist, unless i overcome my phobia towards sharp objects and the blood circulatory system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if crying doesn't make me look like ugly duckling, i'm pretty sure i'd cry my eyes dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ORIGINAL by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; xneateamo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;001.Real name → Emoky&lt;br /&gt;002.Nickname(s) → emoky&lt;br /&gt;004.Male or female → female&lt;br /&gt;005.Elementary → many, i have problems with the teachers&lt;br /&gt;006.Middle School → SKSBU/ naam kheung&lt;br /&gt;007.High School → SMKSBU&lt;br /&gt;008.Hair color → red + black&lt;br /&gt;009.Long or short → what's long what's short?&lt;br /&gt;010.Loud or Quiet → i'm loud when i'm not emoky&lt;br /&gt;011.Sweats or Jeans → neither&lt;br /&gt;012.Phone or Camera → phone&lt;br /&gt;013.Health freak → we're all dying of cancer, what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;014.Drink or Smoke → drink&lt;br /&gt;015.Do you have a crush on someone → not now&lt;br /&gt;016.Eat or Drink → neither&lt;br /&gt;017.Piercings → closed&lt;br /&gt;018.Tattoos → i want a broken heart with a dagger in between, on the left side of my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER?&lt;br /&gt;019.Been in an airplane→ yeh, i was hoping for an accident. (i was young)&lt;br /&gt;020.Been in a relationship → yeh&lt;br /&gt;021.Been in a car accident → neh&lt;br /&gt;022.Been in a fight → yeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;br /&gt;023.First piercing → poh kong&lt;br /&gt;024.First best friend → lai yong yi&lt;br /&gt;025.First award → the most foolish sucker in love ever&lt;br /&gt;026.First crush → don't know the name till today&lt;br /&gt;027.First pet → fish&lt;br /&gt;028.First big vacation → how big is big?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTS:&lt;br /&gt;029.Last person you IMed to → ysl&lt;br /&gt;030.Last person you texted → my ex&lt;br /&gt;031.Last person you watched a movie with → pow and poi&lt;br /&gt;032.Last food you ate → cookies.&lt;br /&gt;033.Last movie you watched → benjamin button&lt;br /&gt;034.Last song you listened to →  Love story. mine's a sad one.&lt;br /&gt;035.Last thing you bought → justea&lt;br /&gt;036.Last person you hugged → my balster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVES:&lt;br /&gt;037.Food → cancer causing food. all foods are contaminated. live with it babe.&lt;br /&gt;038.Drinks → water.&lt;br /&gt;039.Hobby → currently none.. i've lost interest in everything&lt;br /&gt;040.Books → none&lt;br /&gt;041.Music → love story, cause it sounds like us. except, ours has a terribly sad and complicated storyline and shitty ending.&lt;br /&gt;042.Flower → rose. beauty + pain&lt;br /&gt;043.Colors → black&lt;br /&gt;044.Movies → deathnote 3. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; know why.&lt;br /&gt;045.Positions → huh?&lt;br /&gt;046.Subjects →  huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN 2008.....I&lt;br /&gt;047. rarely : smiled sincerely&lt;br /&gt;048. started : to cry in public, giving everyone a shock&lt;br /&gt;049. met : people&lt;br /&gt;050. gone : dating&lt;br /&gt;051. met : more people&lt;br /&gt;052. learn : we weren't meant to be&lt;br /&gt;053. MIA on : mia?&lt;br /&gt;054. always : think about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;055. always out : ?&lt;br /&gt;056. had too many : MUCH pride.&lt;br /&gt;057. missed my : days i haven't met you.&lt;br /&gt;058. think : it was a mistake learning how to play the piano&lt;br /&gt;059. weighed : shut up.&lt;br /&gt;060. cut my hair : layered and dyed.&lt;br /&gt;061. worked : until i died. sei f1&lt;br /&gt;062. tried to save for : our dates.&lt;br /&gt;063. heard a lot of : gossips&lt;br /&gt;064. been very : heartbroken&lt;br /&gt;065. drink : but ended up dizzy after a can of shandy&lt;br /&gt;066. smoke : in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;067.Eating → nothing&lt;br /&gt;068.Drinking → tears&lt;br /&gt;069.I'm about to →&lt;br /&gt;070.Listening to → the tapping noise on my keyboard as i type&lt;br /&gt;071.Plans for today → stay out of your life for the better.&lt;br /&gt;072.Waiting for → i'm not looking forward to anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;073.Want kids? → no&lt;br /&gt;074.Want to get married? → no&lt;br /&gt;075.Careers in mind → none&lt;br /&gt;076.Lips or eyes →if you mean plastic surgery, none&lt;br /&gt;077.Shorter or taller → does it matter anymore?&lt;br /&gt;078.Romantic or spontaneous → doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;079.Nice stomach or nice arms → nothing matters&lt;br /&gt;080.Sensitive or loud → you're both. but since i can't have you, so, none.&lt;br /&gt;081.Hook-up or relationship → doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;082.Trouble-maker or hesitant → you're both. but since i can't have you, so, none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;083.Lost glasses/contacts → never wore any&lt;br /&gt;084.Ran away from home → never attempted to&lt;br /&gt;085.Hold a gun/knife for self defense → no&lt;br /&gt;086.Killed somebody → virtually , yes .&lt;br /&gt;087.Broken someone's heart → broke the same one, a zillion times&lt;br /&gt;088.Been arrested → for wearing coloured bra and eating in the corridor.&lt;br /&gt;089.Cried when someone died → yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;090.Yourself → not anymore&lt;br /&gt;091.Miracles → not in MY life&lt;br /&gt;092.Love at first sight → yes&lt;br /&gt;093.Heaven → yes.&lt;br /&gt;094.Santa Claus → made believe, made to exist.&lt;br /&gt;095.Sex on the first date → it's happening already, what's there not to believe.&lt;br /&gt;096.Kiss on the first date → yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there one person you want to be with right now? → does it matter? that person doesn't want to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life? → do i look happy to you?&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God → yes&lt;br /&gt;100. Post as 100 Truths and tag to 10 people plus the one who tagged you. → no thanks.&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/4417203078431447867-6755908598598391922?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/6755908598598391922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=6755908598598391922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6755908598598391922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6755908598598391922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/emo.html' title='The Emo'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-2662564581468365213</id><published>2009-02-22T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T08:28:54.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SORERRRYYYY I'VE BEEN SLACKING LIKE ANYTHING and there's nothing really interesting to blog about these days...&lt;br /&gt;blargh i want to go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to wake up too...&lt;br /&gt;sighhhhhhhhh i'm so scared...&lt;br /&gt;i know i'll get hurt over and over again but why the fly am i so foolishhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ogeh ogeh&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-2662564581468365213?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/2662564581468365213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=2662564581468365213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2662564581468365213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2662564581468365213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorerrryyyy-ive-been-slacking-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-9121786067172397876</id><published>2009-02-18T05:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T05:21:09.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stolen from bi ann's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Beside your lips, where is your favourite spot to get kissed? &lt;br /&gt;  -kiss, you mean SUCK? ahahhh! neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.How did feel when you woke up this morning ?&lt;br /&gt;  -YOR 5 more minutes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Who is the last person you took a photo with ?&lt;br /&gt;  -yinnyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Would you consider yourself to be spoiled ?&lt;br /&gt;  -yes gua... dont even know how to cook rice, what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Would you ever donate blood ?&lt;br /&gt;  - yes, IF i overcome my fear of needles that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex ?&lt;br /&gt;  - DORAMENG!!! AHAHAHAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you want someone to die ?&lt;br /&gt; - ahahaha not now, i want him to die in my hands WOAHAHAH~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What does your last text message say ?&lt;br /&gt;  - "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i was drunk in sg la..so freaking scary..puke till shit like that. XXX was so worried :-D then i started praying ady..LOL&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What are you thinking now ??&lt;br /&gt; - how the hell to hilangkan pimples. why the hell fried food can cause pimples. why don't drink water can get pimples. i think i will die of acne problems... oooh im paranoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Do you wish someone was with you now ?&lt;br /&gt;   - ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What time did you go to sleep last night ?&lt;br /&gt;    -12 30... i ffk eva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Where did you buy the T-shirt that you are wearing now ?&lt;br /&gt;    - the bastard's school. omg you remind me. i'm going to whack him upside down in front of his so-called friends. make him no where hide his fugly face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Is someone in your mind now ?&lt;br /&gt;   - THAT BASTARD LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Who was the last person to text you ?&lt;br /&gt;    - chiong chiong chiong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-9121786067172397876?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/9121786067172397876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=9121786067172397876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/9121786067172397876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/9121786067172397876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag.html' title='TAG'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-4387208603095285296</id><published>2009-02-18T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T03:03:38.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY</title><content type='html'>be happy because i'm uploading pictures today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SZvqPEzlisI/AAAAAAAABZE/VB09hQcHtng/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SZvqPEzlisI/AAAAAAAABZE/VB09hQcHtng/s400/Image031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304090530867940034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SZvqPHQAu6I/AAAAAAAABY8/5-7KkQyEuUc/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SZvqPHQAu6I/AAAAAAAABY8/5-7KkQyEuUc/s400/Image032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304090531524033442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SZvqPG0LVNI/AAAAAAAABY0/5utJ26XHG8o/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SZvqPG0LVNI/AAAAAAAABY0/5utJ26XHG8o/s400/Image033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304090531407287506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAUGH LAAAAAAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha you know what?? &lt;br /&gt;gatsby outdated now. use MOKY!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SZvqyLWeSbI/AAAAAAAABZU/cwT6R1pdvtU/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SZvqyLWeSbI/AAAAAAAABZU/cwT6R1pdvtU/s400/Image003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304091133920299442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SZvqxzn1CaI/AAAAAAAABZM/DmkDJPyPgXg/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SZvqxzn1CaI/AAAAAAAABZM/DmkDJPyPgXg/s400/Image005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304091127550642594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TATA!! nice lehhhhhhhh~~~ AHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alaaaaaaaaa random post...&lt;br /&gt;i'm collecting public kisses, please donate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-4387208603095285296?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/4387208603095285296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=4387208603095285296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4387208603095285296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4387208603095285296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/yay.html' title='YAY'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/SZvqPEzlisI/AAAAAAAABZE/VB09hQcHtng/s72-c/Image031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-7448919177509370493</id><published>2009-02-16T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T07:56:22.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if murder, is not a sin...</title><content type='html'>then i will first kill him,&lt;br /&gt;then let you all kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill meeeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know the song "wait for you" by elliot yamin?&lt;br /&gt;i used to think "I" was very very stupid to want to spend his whole life waiting for his ex who will NEVER COME BACK,&lt;br /&gt;who became selfish all of a sudden, most probably due to continuous traumatizing experiences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think i perfectly understood how "I" felt now?&lt;br /&gt;call me stupiddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is telling me to give up.&lt;br /&gt;everyone is telling me that my ex will never come back, no matter what i do.&lt;br /&gt;everyone is telling me to move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blargh.&lt;br /&gt;you all so pandai, you move on let me see la.&lt;br /&gt;because we've been in despair for quite some time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now the barrier is broken, but you're trying to mend it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why oh why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I never felt nothing in the world like this before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I'm missing you and I'm wishing you would come back through my door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Why did you have to go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You could have let me know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;So now I'm all alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Girl you could have stayed but you wouldn't give me a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;With you not around it's a little bit more than I can stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;And all my tears they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep running down my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Why did you turn away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;So why does your pride make you run and hide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you that afraid of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;But I know it's a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;What you keep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;This is not how you want it to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;So baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause I don't know what else I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;If you think I'm fine it just ain't true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what I have to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Been a long time since you called me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;How could you forget about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You gotta be feeling crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;How can you walk away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything stays the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I just can't do it baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;What will it take to make you come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Girl I told you what it is and it just ain't like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Why can't you look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You're still in love with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't leave me crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby why can't we just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Just start over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Get it back to the way it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;If you give me a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I can love you right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;But you're telling me it won't be enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;If it's the last thing I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;If you think I'm fine it just ain't true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what I have to do, I'll wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll Be Waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;yay. tears. oh how much i missed you, heartache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-7448919177509370493?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/7448919177509370493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=7448919177509370493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7448919177509370493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7448919177509370493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-murder-is-not-sin.html' title='if murder, is not a sin...'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-6725330350505530099</id><published>2009-02-15T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T04:02:31.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAKE NOTE!~</title><content type='html'>ANYONE OF YOU READS THESTAR???&lt;br /&gt;in today's paper, they have 3 whole pages talking about proving evolution wrong and darwin's bullshits as well...&lt;br /&gt;they're like looking for scientific proof to prove darwin wrong and proving creationism science right SO PLEASE OH PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;WOULD SOMEONE TELL ME HOW TO CONTACT THEM??&lt;br /&gt;because i know a site (i linked it, check it out) which as ALL THE SCIENTIFIC EVIDENCE OKAYYY PLEASE TELL MEEEEEEE how to contact the star so that they can publish those scientific evidence&lt;br /&gt;so that malaysians who read newspapers (read or not you will eventually know, anyways) will support and believe in creation science!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious shit you guys must stop believing that we evolved from apes EVEN THEY UGLIEST RETARD LOOKS BETTER THAN THE APES how can darwin possibly came up with the idea of evolution!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kena rejected very hurt one right? =(&lt;br /&gt;try kena reject on valentine's day a not?&lt;br /&gt;i try before lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can become love counselor d. who says that you need a degree to be labeled as a pro?&lt;br /&gt;it's experience that counts.&lt;br /&gt;and oh my cow i'm only seventeen and i felt like my love life is so screwed it's falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;i want to stay seventeen forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, told you guys VALENTINE'S DAY HATES ME!&lt;br /&gt;form 2 that time, i kena a BSL for wearing colored bra, so shit....&lt;br /&gt;I WASN'T EVEN WEARING A BAJU KURUNG LA BABI SIAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;pink love letter from guru disiplin. my FIRST valentine's gift from pn sareah.&lt;br /&gt;alarrrr i hope she didn't throw it away,&lt;br /&gt;i want to frame it up :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW LEH??&lt;br /&gt;WANT TO FRAME ALSO CANNOT LA!&lt;br /&gt;the spear in my heart ah, pull also wont come out la.&lt;br /&gt;ask king arthur come pull out from me then i'll marry him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no la it's my fault.&lt;br /&gt;the last thing young lovers should ever do is to try to patch things up with your ex because its a total waste of your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; time.&lt;br /&gt;plus another emo session.&lt;br /&gt;plus another another load of craps about how your ex is going to say "YOU BROKE YOUR PROMISES blablabla"&lt;br /&gt;and then here comes a point when you think that your ex is being selfish and then wonder if you are the one who's selfish until other people start telling you that it is actually your ex who became selfish and more and more confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid ppl dont learn from their lessons.&lt;br /&gt;normal people learn from their lesssons.&lt;br /&gt;smart people learn from other people's lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you guys better learn from my lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON'T EVEr THINK OF DATING YOUR EX AGAIN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;straight or gay,&lt;br /&gt;same story,&lt;br /&gt;what goes around comes around the world is round and so is my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO ON EARTH PURPOSELY TAKES A TAXI HOME JUST FOR THE SAKE OF AMUSING THEMS&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;ES BY W&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;TCHING THE METER INCREASE LITTLE BY LITTLE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahhaha!!!!! you guys are so smart!!!! AHAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-6725330350505530099?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/6725330350505530099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=6725330350505530099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6725330350505530099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6725330350505530099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/take-note.html' title='TAKE NOTE!~'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-1479047491314688708</id><published>2009-02-14T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T04:13:50.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishing you a....</title><content type='html'>HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SINGLE-AWARENESS DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent my valentine's day happily in GPCC studying bio and physics URGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why the hell are your texts so cold already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-3226993362263647933</id><published>2009-02-13T05:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T05:45:05.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeha-</title><content type='html'>my mom said there's this girl, 8, who's kidnapped recently... her name is shirley...&lt;br /&gt;and yea, she's most probably the girl who called my granny by mistake because the forwarded sms states that her number starts with 9283xxxx&lt;br /&gt;=S would someone please pray that she'll be safe anyways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea so my mom was talking about the crimes these days to eva and i...&lt;br /&gt;so i told eva about an incident la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: eh eva, there's once right, my house kena burglarized you know?&lt;br /&gt;eva: haa serious ah then then?&lt;br /&gt;me: so yea la, my whole house like kena ransacked...&lt;br /&gt;eva: *serious looks* then then??&lt;br /&gt;me: yea but surprisingly right, nothing was stolen... it's like so impossible. mmg macam kena ransacked but then nothing hilang you know... the money and everything still there...&lt;br /&gt;eva: wa...&lt;br /&gt;me: then suddenly i discovered that, the burglars took all my photos away...&lt;br /&gt;eva: *serious looks*&lt;br /&gt;me: *stares back and starts giggling*&lt;br /&gt;eva: *serious looks*&lt;br /&gt;me: *stares back and starts giggling*&lt;br /&gt;eva: *serious looks*&lt;br /&gt;me: *stares back and starts giggling*&lt;br /&gt;eva: *serious looks*&lt;br /&gt;me: *stares back and starts giggling*&lt;br /&gt;eva: *serious looks*&lt;br /&gt;me: *stares back and starts giggling*&lt;br /&gt;eva: *serious looks*&lt;br /&gt;me: *stares back and starts giggling*&lt;br /&gt;eva: *serious looks*&lt;br /&gt;me: *stares back and starts giggling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg she actually believed AHAHHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha she's gonna bring me go LRT trip. buy 70sen ticket then sit in the train whole day~~!!! yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-3226993362263647933?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/3226993362263647933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=3226993362263647933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/3226993362263647933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/3226993362263647933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/weeha.html' title='weeha-'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-6204120429310932018</id><published>2009-02-12T06:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T06:46:36.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine's dayyy</title><content type='html'>i haven't bought anything for my valentine(s) AHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u knoww ahhh my dad want to take the modem away d.&lt;br /&gt;so if i no updates, u all pandai2 entertain yourselves with all the links on the left okehhh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, my bro told my mom about some stuff after dinner la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john: ma, today i punch a fella until bengkak you know~&lt;br /&gt;ma: why?&lt;br /&gt;john: the fella suddenly only whack my cock you know! SO PAIN! (and starts telling about how the guy cari pasal with him)&lt;br /&gt;ma: GOOD! WHACK HIM BACK! SHOW HIM YOU NOT THAT EASY TO BULLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma: i remember last time, john always kena bully in kindergarden...&lt;br /&gt;john: ha?&lt;br /&gt;ma: yea la, i think is WTat...&lt;br /&gt;john: how he bully me wor??&lt;br /&gt;ma: he always pinch you until you bruise all over la... got one time, he step on your toes until all bengkak. then i tell you to pinch him back and step on him back ma... then later you all jadi friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yehhh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alaaaaaaaaaaa valentine's dayyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;won't you hold my hands anymore? =(&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/4417203078431447867-6204120429310932018?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/6204120429310932018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=6204120429310932018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6204120429310932018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6204120429310932018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-dayyy.html' title='valentine&apos;s dayyy'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-7359742740075196650</id><published>2009-02-11T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T05:22:33.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMERGENCY</title><content type='html'>not long ago, some girl was kidnapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, my granny received a call from a girl la.... the girl was crying and crying like mad and then she claimed that she was kidnapped and the girl was asking for help.&lt;br /&gt;so my granny panicked like crap, she called up all my female cousins... but they're okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my granny panicked, thought it was me,&lt;br /&gt;she called my mom and told my mom the whole phone conversation...&lt;br /&gt;then my parents panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today sukantara ma, so i finish lontar peluru jor i went to the skylight la. then on the way i saw my mom talking to totoys.&lt;br /&gt;i told my mom "MA, why so early? today i say 4 la!!"&lt;br /&gt;then my mom told me the whole story...&lt;br /&gt;so i called my granny to assure her that i was fine,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not kidnapped....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh,&lt;br /&gt;the girl who's kidnapped very cham le.&lt;br /&gt;dah-la call wrong number...&lt;br /&gt;some more in this world,&lt;br /&gt;pasti kena rape... omg.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope that she can reach her parents...&lt;br /&gt;or else...&lt;br /&gt;omg i don't want to imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever it is, let's just pray that she's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAIN PRAYER ITEM OKAY!?&lt;br /&gt;pray for that girl la... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh,&lt;br /&gt;why didn't my dad get my granny a phone with called ID,&lt;br /&gt;then can track lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, we're almost helpless!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and LALALA GOOD NEWS&lt;br /&gt;i'm no more emo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have A LOT OF PICS in my mobile but i'm really lazy to upload those pics, tak biasa jor.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being patient with meeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;tomoro pasti update k, don't remember much happy things recently la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhh i have a fan you know!!! refer to my cbox AHAHH I NOW VERY SS*!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SS* syok sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin: 0px 0px 0.75em; line-height: 1.6em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Were you named after anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   no, i'm original. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin: 0px 0px 0.75em; line-height: 1.6em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.When is the last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  today! HAHA!!!&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;3.What is ur favourite lunch meat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  i don't really like meat but since you asked, um, fried chicken drumstick?&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;4.Do you have any kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  i don't like kids. sigh.&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;5.Do u like ur handwriting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  you gotta be kidding me. =\&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;6.If you were another person , would u be friends with you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  duh?&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;7. Do you use sarcasm a lot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  when ppl say zadou stuff lor.&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;8.Do you still have your tonsils?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  yea... i don't dare to remove them! what if the surgeon makes a mistake???&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;9.Would you bungee jump?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  neh, dangerous.&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;10.What is your favourite cereal ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   co-co crunch and honey stars&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;11.Do you untie your shoes when u take them off ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   does anyone??&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;12.Do you think u are strong??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   i dont think so.&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;13.What is your favourite ice-cream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   chocolate&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;14.What is the first thing you notice about people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   their hairstyle.&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;15.Red or pink ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   depends?&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;16.What is the least favourite thing abut yourself ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   -my pimples&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;17.Who do you miss the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   my ex.&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;18.Do you want everyone send this back to you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    send what back to me?&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;19.What colour pants n shoes are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   not wearing any YET&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;20.What is the last thing you ate ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   ummm, my dinner, some vege&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;21.What are u listening to right now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   ave maria... yin send to me...&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;22.If you were a crayon, waht colour would you be ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   crap, i dont want to be a crayon. =\&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;23.Favourite smell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    KFC!!!&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;24.Who is the last person you talked to on the phone ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    pow pow&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;25.Do you like the person who sent this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    i stole this from bi ann's blog wor.&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;26.Favourite sports to watch ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    judo.&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;27.Hair colour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   i dyed mine red.&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;28.Eye colour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   BLUE but i wore brown contacts, so yeah (AHAHHA you didn't fall for that okay?)&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;29.Do you wear contacts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   tsk. =\&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;30.Scary movies or happy movies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;31.Favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   anything damaging to the health. its funny how tasty fast foods are! KFC KFC KFC KFC KFC KFC&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;32.Favourite drinks ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    water...&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;33.What colour of shirt are u wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    white.&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;34.Summer or winter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   if &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; were there to keep me warm every winter, then it's winter, babe.&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;35.Hugs or kisses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   what's a kiss without a hug?&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;36.Favourite dessert ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    i like jelly with some ice-cream...&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;37.Most likely to respond?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    what??&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;38.Least likely to respond?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    make yourself clear, please.&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;39.What book are you reading right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    im gonna read some reference books later, exams round the corner.&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;40.What is on your mouse pad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   i dont have a mouse pad.&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;41.What did you watch on T.V last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  porn. HAHA!!&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;42.Favourite sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   piano&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;43.Rolling stones or beatles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    apa??&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;44.What is the farthest you have been from home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   my home is your heart, been so far away i once wished that i never come home again.&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;45.Do you have a special talent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   i can fart through my ear. ==&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;46.Where are you born ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    earth&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;47.Place you want to visit before you die ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   anywhere with you.&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;48.What do you look forward to throughout the week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   -To go back to skool??&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;49.Whose answer are you looking forward to get back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    not interested. doing this out of boredom&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;50.What time is it now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    9 22 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4417203078431447867-7359742740075196650?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/7359742740075196650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=7359742740075196650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7359742740075196650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7359742740075196650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/emergency.html' title='EMERGENCY'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-7080286535491886864</id><published>2009-02-09T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T02:51:13.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>U</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;are such a shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;rampas my ex,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;play with my ex's feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;make promises tho she asked you not to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;say want to wait for her for one year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;say want to be there for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;say you don't mind if she was with me before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;play finish lork,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;got sick of her break up stories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;got sick of her talking about me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;got sick of her KONONNYA fake mask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i heard every word you told my brother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;why are you such a shit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;ditched her when she needs a shoulder to lean on the most,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you are most popular among people who know you as BIG-TIME FFK-er.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;know her six days only,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;want to tell her you love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;now you no feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you tell her that its because of all the backstabbing crap,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;your heart cold as ice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;don't want to continue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you can't even match words properly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you ditched her by sending her a text message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you chicken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you coward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;ignore her for two weeks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;give all the excuses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;say you busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;don't want to pick up her call,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;don't want to reply her sms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;don't want to chat with her online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;now you twist the story say she changed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;say she wear mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;say she chat with you, very cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;wah, you terrible bullshit-er.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i don't need to reveal your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;your name is BAD ENOUGH among the people who know you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you gave her hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;then you crush it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;ALL BECAUSE YOU NO MORE FEEL TOWARDS HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and don't deny it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you memang very famous for this kind of thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you talk like the best guy in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you made her believe your bullshits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;even tho everyone, INCLUDING THE ADULTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;told her that you totally suck and can't be trusted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i don't know what kind of poison you feed her to make her believe you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you don't even know what is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;love is patient love is kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i was patient and i was kind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you only know how to be patient and kind to her when you have feelings towards her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you are totally disagreeable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you held her hands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you put your arms around her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you made her feel secured,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and then you forfeit everything within a snap of a finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;so what are you gonna do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;brainwash her that she's the one in the wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and then go on to tell the world that she's putting a mask,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and then push her to the edge where no one will help her to stand on her feet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;now my brother thinks you're right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;are you happy now??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you're such a crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;everything about you is ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;INSIDE OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i don't know what good she sees in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i see her crying again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i'll upload your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;fugly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-7080286535491886864?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/7080286535491886864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=7080286535491886864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7080286535491886864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/7080286535491886864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/u.html' title='U'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-3806303668734753690</id><published>2009-02-07T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T07:33:17.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seck Wei tagged</title><content type='html'>The rules and regulations:&lt;br /&gt;1. Each player of this game starts off with 15 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;2. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 15 weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly.&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;4. No tags back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;1) i always disobey all the rules in tags&lt;br /&gt;2) i do tags for the fun of it and i wont tag anyone, whoever is bored, is welcome to copy my tag into their posts.&lt;br /&gt;3) i miss someone i'm not in love with.&lt;br /&gt;4) in love with someone whom i should not be in love with.&lt;br /&gt;5) raise my voice unnecessarily when i'm irritated.&lt;br /&gt;6) always thought i can forgive easily, i can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;7) regret saying that "i wanna experience break ups"&lt;br /&gt;8) very imaginative, i always imagine all of us with superpowers like X-men&lt;br /&gt;9) thought i'm humble but i'm not, afterall...&lt;br /&gt;10) perasan&lt;br /&gt;11) very very cute when i was still in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;12) still cute now HAHA&lt;br /&gt;13) still cannot get over the break up&lt;br /&gt;14) suspect she has a crush on my brother&lt;br /&gt;15) suspect i have a crush on someone i should not have a crush on.&lt;br /&gt;16) see? i broke the rules, this is the 16th fact.&lt;br /&gt;17) very confused with the things you're telling me&lt;br /&gt;18) very disturbed by the things you're doing and not telling me&lt;br /&gt;19) very annoyed by how fickle-minded you are&lt;br /&gt;20) need to sweat&lt;br /&gt;21) need some violence&lt;br /&gt;22) is pissed&lt;br /&gt;23) I THINK YOU LIKE HIM BUT YOU'RE NOT SHOWING IT&lt;br /&gt;24) i think you're jealous of her&lt;br /&gt;25) i think you're becoming a sadist too.&lt;br /&gt;26) i dont know you anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-3806303668734753690?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/3806303668734753690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=3806303668734753690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/3806303668734753690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/3806303668734753690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/seck-wei-tagged.html' title='Seck Wei tagged'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-8762139693536039094</id><published>2009-02-05T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:24:03.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>barrier</title><content type='html'>there's a perfect translucent barrier between us,&lt;br /&gt;we can't see each other clearly from either sides.&lt;br /&gt;i just know that you're on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked an endless journey trying to find a gap in the barrier,&lt;br /&gt;we used all sorts of ways to knock the barrier down (failed attempt)&lt;br /&gt;we tried to dig underground,&lt;br /&gt;we tried to climb over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we gave up, we sat in tears,&lt;br /&gt;still not knowing each other.&lt;br /&gt;we asked ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;how wide and how far this barrier goes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is there not even a hole in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want one hole in the barrier,&lt;br /&gt;big enough to fit an arm.&lt;br /&gt;so that i can reach you,&lt;br /&gt;grab hold of you.&lt;br /&gt;and never let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-8762139693536039094?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/8762139693536039094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=8762139693536039094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/8762139693536039094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/8762139693536039094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/barrier.html' title='barrier'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-192503984985457709</id><published>2009-02-05T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T04:17:53.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess it's true after all</title><content type='html'>when i sit in my tears missing you,&lt;br /&gt;you sit in yours missing someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you ALWAYS denied but i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;guess it's true after all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dont read halfway, want to read, read until the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;read until the end even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't want to talk to you sometimes but i can't help feeling guilty seeing you with your head down.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to talk to you, you open mouth close mouth also 'gong dou lei'.&lt;br /&gt;i don't need 'dou lei'.&lt;br /&gt;want to 'gong dou lei' i beat you flat...&lt;br /&gt;and when you 'gong dou lei', it hurts even more cuz' i know that you can never understand what i faced.&lt;br /&gt;you just know me well, just not well enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blargh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-192503984985457709?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/192503984985457709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=192503984985457709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/192503984985457709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/192503984985457709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/guess-its-true-after-all.html' title='guess it&apos;s true after all'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-6616627476886980487</id><published>2009-02-04T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:26:37.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed</title><content type='html'>My love life is so screwed you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mistaken a crush of five years, for LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;then, i mistaken LOVE for a crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i don't believe in love anymore.&lt;br /&gt;it's soo funny, when you know you DO love someone and yet, disbelief LOVE actually exists.&lt;br /&gt;how people tell you that "i love you forever" and they end up missing someone else,&lt;br /&gt;waiting for someone else,&lt;br /&gt;calling someone else,&lt;br /&gt;chatting with someone else into the nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the life dramas.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna learn how to really take care of dogs i'm gonna have LITTERS OF PUPS surrounding me i dont want to get involved in another relationship i dont want to get hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but currently, i need someone to tell me that it's not worth it to fail SPM just because i can't concentrate after the whole break up scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;having found something you want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and having the things you want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are 2 different things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i found what i wanted, but i can never have it.&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/4417203078431447867-6616627476886980487?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/6616627476886980487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=6616627476886980487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6616627476886980487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6616627476886980487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/screwed.html' title='screwed'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-597320047185621589</id><published>2009-02-04T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T01:54:59.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ji-ja</title><content type='html'>erm, going public isn't as bad as i thought after all but i'm still trying to adjust myself with the environment.&lt;br /&gt;it feels awkward at first but when you know that people are actually okay with it, you will feel very comfortable about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;i can stop wearing masks,&lt;br /&gt;i can stop lying...&lt;br /&gt;i can laugh and smile with a sincere heart.&lt;br /&gt;i can be upset and when they comfort, i can tell them what i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to know how people view me anymore, it doesn't matter. what matters is, i'm happy being comfortable with myself.&lt;br /&gt;what matters is, my buddies are on my side no matter what decision i make.&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, God is loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh sigh sigh&lt;br /&gt;i should've let people know about this LONGGG TIME AGOOOO&lt;br /&gt;then i don't have to torture myself,&lt;br /&gt;take it all myself,&lt;br /&gt;be sooo sensitive about comments,&lt;br /&gt;but maybe that was not the perfect timinG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promised wei jie i will not smoke. so don't worry about my header, it's for your amusement.&lt;br /&gt;and someone said i look like somebodehhh sexehhh from TVXQ AHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-597320047185621589?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-4540949242767094495</id><published>2009-02-03T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T07:53:30.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mistaken</title><content type='html'>The wolf mistaken the Sun for the Moon,&lt;br /&gt;just like how I mistaken the gray skies for my Sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i mistaken love for a crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't care if i have to go back to crying everynight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's alright if i have to go through chest pain everytime i awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you said you're waiting for me to be able to face my worst nightmares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i already had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i'm not able.&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/4417203078431447867-4540949242767094495?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/4540949242767094495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=4540949242767094495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4540949242767094495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/4540949242767094495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/wolf-mistaken-sun-for-moon-just-like.html' title='mistaken'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-1439134069576449606</id><published>2009-02-02T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T02:56:22.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartbeat</title><content type='html'>xing tiao?&lt;br /&gt;my xing cannot tiao anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want my xing to tiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't fear death.&lt;br /&gt;so would someone please pray that,&lt;br /&gt;i will stop being afraid of sharp objects and heights??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to try smoking.&lt;br /&gt;but my angpau money not enough to buy cigarettes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-1439134069576449606?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/1439134069576449606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=1439134069576449606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/1439134069576449606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/1439134069576449606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/heartbeat.html' title='heartbeat'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-8174280323626352346</id><published>2009-02-01T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T10:23:41.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you dont know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how does it feel like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to see your enemy in your lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how does it feel like, to want to feel normal again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how it feels like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;when you do something good, you regret it, because something bad happens after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how it feels like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to be caught in the middle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how it feels like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to wish that one of us dies so that we dont have to see each other again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how it feels like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to hold a fist so hard, but have nothing to punch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how it feels like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to be afraid to go to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know what is it like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to never want to wake up anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know what is it like to feel lost even if you know you can always turn to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how much i regretted saying yes to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how much i regretted bringing you to that camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how much i wished i never played the piano, so that we wont meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how much it kills to miss someone you thought you hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how agonizing to find out that it's been really you ruining the life of the one you love dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how it feels like to have to take it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how empty it is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;when you text, call, chat with everybody but the one you want to talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how much pain i have to endure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;knowing that there's an unbreakable barrier between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how it feels like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to lose your lover of 6 months to someone whom your lover knows for only about 6 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how much doubt i had,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;when i had to surrender you over to your new partner-to-be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;knowing he wont take care of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;he wont love you the way i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;he will make you believe that everything he said is true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;he will spoil you with many many things but end up ditching you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;knowing that he cant tolerate your childish thinking like the way i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how it cuts me to see you wearing the necklace he gave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you dont know how many times i have to turn my heart into a rock to avoid crying in public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;because if i dont, i'll be weeping in the toilet cubicle throughout the lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont know how to get over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont know how to end this misery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont know how to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont know how to continue living knowing that you're missing someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont know how to play your favourite songs anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont know if i should just treat 21st like any normal day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont know if i want to go to school on valentine's day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i cant tell from right to wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont know how much pain i had caused you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;having to hide for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont know how much tears you shed everytime i did something wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont know what good you see in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont know what you've been through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont know how envious you were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont know you at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"love is a gift from God, why must we tolerate to much to get it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-capriney P.loh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm facing everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im feeling everything from you except what i used to feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish we never knew each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish you weren't there when i played 'bad day'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish you didnt laugh at my jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish you find me annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish you hated me before we had feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish you hate me so much, you want to change class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so that we wont have today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish, i learnt how to play the guitar instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish, i knew how to play everything except the piano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish i could finish up the 20 homeworks teacher gave me when i was st4,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so i dont have to transfer into this school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish my brother was a sister,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so that we can play dolls instead of power rangers? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ew, but anyway....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish my parents had sex on a different day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so that all these would not happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so that i wont have to meet you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so that i wont have to love you so much more than the person i had a crushed on for five freaking long years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so that none of this will happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;oh no, i'm so sick of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm so sick of being not-so-straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm so sick of knowing that i cant have someone i love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm so sick of being emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;why am i not a tree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;why human?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and an abnormal one too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know me well enough,&lt;br /&gt;but you don't know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long did it take you to scroll down this time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-8174280323626352346?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=6871073841327236424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6871073841327236424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/6871073841327236424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/02/howl.html' title='Howl'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-2364186178351197872</id><published>2009-01-31T03:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T10:29:56.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the kill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;this will be the most important post in this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i decided to share with every single person who reads this blog, hoping that they will not only stop judging others, but to see how dangerous it is to befriend the Devil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the night i broke up with my ex, i felt like dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i was so confused, and broken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;filled with anger and hatred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;we're supposed to just break up and remain friends after finding out that God didn't allow this relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;he was not supposed to be in the picture, and somehow he appeared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and she went out with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dahla i know we're not gonna work out cos we're of the same gender. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i prayed one night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"God, whatever happens to me, I don't care. I don't care how much will i suffer in the future. I'm so sorry for even allowing this relationship to happen. But please oh God, please promise me that the day I die i will see her in heaven. You said "ask in my name and it will be given unto you" especially if it pleases you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the pain was too much to bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the truth is, i ditched her the moment i found out she was going out with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;she lied to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and i blamed God and i left Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i blamed God for everything which went against my plan, forgetting that what i want does not matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i blamed God for putting Him into the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i blamed God we can't be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i blamed God for being born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i just wanted to die and end everything, i wanted to die in my sleep. (its the most painless death)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;after all, i've been in this shit, wearing a mask for 16 years already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;used to the fact that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i can't have anyone i loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;being with them is a sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;like duh, it's even in the Bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and what kills is, the way straight people hate the not-so-straight people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the way we've been judged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;how the pastors talk about it as if it's really a CHOICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i can assure you, being not-so-straight is definitely not a GENE nor a CHOICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i didn't choose to be like this. if im given a choice, i want to be straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i hated myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;why am i so afraid to come out of the closet. i lacked faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the day i first told someone else was the day i broke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;oh cow it's just so sickening being someone like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;in my previous emo post, i stated clearly i have no one to turn to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;any sane mind would turn to someone whom they know will accept them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i expected rejections but i have faced none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;because all around me, people are telling me it's okay to be not-so-straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hell it's not. it's not normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you know, i asked my mom once, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;she told me that people who show interest in the same gender are freaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;that was the day i put on a mask everywhere i go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i already had no where to turn to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;not a single straight soul will understand how i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i repeat, not a single straight soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i envy those who can just walk out openly with everyone knowing that they are not-so-straight you know. i can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i can't take it when people gossip about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i have my dignity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it just sucks being not-so-straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you have to expect all your buddies to leave you the moment they know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you have to expect the adults CALLING your parents the moment they found out (don't have to la, my mom knows)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you have to expect all the shits people accuse you off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you have to expect awkwardness when your best friends talk to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you have to expect bloody gossip shits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you have to expect a sudden outburst of anger seeing your ex with another guy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;especially when the reason is clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"he is a guy and you're not that's why im leaving you we're not meant to be God doesn't like it it's wrong xxxxxxxxxx"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yada-yada-yada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and now im going to expect jeers and accusations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im going to expect people to treat me and see me differently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im so freaking scared i dont even know who am i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;humans are all so fake you know that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im not excluded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i had been a hypocrite too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;doesn't she know hwo much it hurts, that one stupid mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;no she doesn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;doesn't she know, it's so freaking hard to get over the break up until i have to brainwash myself to hate her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and by being blinded by anger, i've made myself into a split-soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;His name is Hatred, her name is Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;while i'm caught in the middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hatred says, destroy her. i have nothing to lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i have tools, i have back-ups, i have everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i have the ability to make her a nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;love said, dont do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you will kill her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hatred says, then thank me it she dies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;love said, you will regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hatred says, after all she did to you, she doesn't deserve to live. love got you in a mess, being merciful got you caught, being gracious made you hurt. being forgiving made you vengeful, being loyal and faithful to her, resulted in you being cheated against.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;follow me, be happy, you will conquer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;love said something, i can't hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i followed hatred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and the time i spent with hatred was a bliss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;knowing my ex will shut up for my dignity's sake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i made use of every opportunity to crush her image to every soul i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the whole friendship thing i used to believe in... i didn't believe anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i see everything and everything as my tools, my soldiers, my battlefield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;one soul i made successful to hate her, one battle won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;in a month, i conquered, with hatred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i can hear love screaming her lungs out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;stop it, you're ruining yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hatred looked up to God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;he thinks he's going to win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but i heard God said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tonight, i will crush you. and i will take back whatever belongs to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i read my ex's blog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hatred lost control of my mind and love took control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;only to realise that i wasn't ruining her, but myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i had been a tool for the lion in a spiritual walfare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i brought my ex to church,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;she believed in God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the lion challenged Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i became a tool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;because i was blinded by anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i never wanted to hurt her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;not in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i never hated her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i never want to break my promises with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i never wanted to ruin her this much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i never want to force people to side me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i don't want to befriend the lion anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i almost commit suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont want to hide anything anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i want to give her back the life hatred took away from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i want to restore her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont care who she goes with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont care if the person she goes out with is a loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont care whatever shit happens to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont care if i have to go back to crying every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont care if i have to feel chest contraction everynight once more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont care if i lost all my friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont care if i have to face my punishment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i will let her live her own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i will let her do what she likes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i will let her choose whoever she wants to be with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i will let her kill me if she has to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i have nothing left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;on my knees i bowed to a sadist whom i assumed can restore my life but instead ruined it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i am now crushed, it is impossible for me to be empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i am going back to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i am throwing away the sword i held in my hands for the past few months,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i am throwing my weapon away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i am going to pick up a shield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and start nerding for SPM (shit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;no more will i have split personalities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;now when i look into the mirror, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i see myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and if PASTORS ARE READING THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;please oh please, dont assume that everyone in church is straight and start condeming not-so-straight people like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;telling them they're going to hell is not gonna help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;we need HELP not ADVICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im going to isolate myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im going to be antisocial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;because im so scared that i will let pride take over me by having ppl on my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im going to sit at the corner and do homework &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sit at the corner and nerd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sit behind the co-op door and eat alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;okay la not so kua jiong... =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;my mask is removed completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i control my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i am like ichigo controlling his hollow mask (WAH *imagines*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to move on with my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont want to stay like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i want to cling on my Redeemer and just let things be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;how nice if He allows me not to sit for SPM but ohh forget it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i know you guys have a million of craps in your head now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm going to church in a few hours time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but not as a hyporcrite anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ohmycowwww as i said this year is gonna be the worst for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and shit, i have to expect to go to prom single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;weh omg, i want to home-school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im not going to privatize my blog unless it's really nessacary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;my ex told me that running away is not the solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;oh my cow my life sucks la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;until now, i keep asking God, what does he expect me to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;being not-so-straight, and a CHRISTIAN... is totally contradicting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i stopped talking about Jesus for a loooonggg time until i brough my ex to church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;man, i really wished that we will break off happily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but it's not working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i doubt i still want to talk to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ahah you know there was once i hated straight people like crap becuz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;all of a sudden, 3 ppl are telling me that gay people are disgusting and dispeakable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and wtf, one of them is my mom, one is my bro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and the other, i forgot whom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;blablabla, my mom knows about me, knows about my ex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;wah, she's cool with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i expected her to faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;she just kept looking with the O.O" face and say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"then? yea okay then...? ohh so you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;she didn't raise her voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;she didn't act like what she spoke,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;about the stuff bout being gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so i asked my mom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;God said he understands how we all feel, but how does he know how do I feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;God's not gay... he wont unde-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mom cut in and said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;God made you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;okay so i have to see what benefit does being not-so-straight do to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;wait... i have a new talent d,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;pretending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;this is due to having a crush on the same person for 5 years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and keeping it a secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;OMG pretending is a BAD talent,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i should get rid of it asap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;oh who cares anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im going to be very very very passive in school from now on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;depending on the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but please don't make me cry in public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i look ugly in tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;blurgghhh im so screwed maaan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;why the hell did i leave God??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;now im so timid and cowardly and chicken-ly crushed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;now i have to face the fact that i'm gonna be single for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yergh omg i dont think i want to go to prom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im going to TS and play para2paradise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;why am i being whiny here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i should go catch some sleep, it's 2 30am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i have to thank God tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sigh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont want to talk to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im scared of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;how long did you take to scroll down?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-2364186178351197872?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/2364186178351197872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=2364186178351197872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2364186178351197872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/2364186178351197872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/01/kill.html' title='the kill'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-717194596477572838</id><published>2009-01-30T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:05:02.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>move on</title><content type='html'>crush me if you have to.&lt;br /&gt;i deserve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-8518331294036855347</id><published>2009-01-30T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T07:37:52.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is wrong with me</title><content type='html'>my life.&lt;br /&gt;what is going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im beginning to feel that i have mental problems.&lt;br /&gt;i am not happy with my life.&lt;br /&gt;not what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mood is totally spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;so spoilt right, i wish to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish none of it happened.&lt;br /&gt;we weren't like this.&lt;br /&gt;none of this was supposed to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart has turned bitter, empty, everything bad, you name it i feel it.&lt;br /&gt;stupid life.&lt;br /&gt;this is not what everyone has to go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiet, how many mask am i supposed to remove to find my true self.&lt;br /&gt;you helped, i found, and i lost it in an instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know the true me.&lt;br /&gt;you know what i'm scared of.&lt;br /&gt;you know the many mask i'm wearing.&lt;br /&gt;you know my true self but somehow the things you're doing, is enlarging the barrier between my true self and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes you're right, everything you do displeased me.&lt;br /&gt;from that day until now, even your presence is disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried meditating, it doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't dare to pray, though it was a piece of advice I GAVE to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i planned everything, it was supposed to turn out perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;we'll go to church, but stay as friends,&lt;br /&gt;best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, something happened.&lt;br /&gt;yea that ONE MISTAKE caused a massive outburst in me, i am nothing now but a sadist.&lt;br /&gt;sadist not in seeing OTHERS suffer, seeing MYSELF confused in the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;i know the devil's got me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get very very very mad easily,&lt;br /&gt;but i dont show it.&lt;br /&gt;i want to hide it, but it got hold off me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to admit, i fear myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to enjoy looking in the mirror (oh shut up this is an emo post let me perasan a while)&lt;br /&gt;and i still do,&lt;br /&gt;i looked into my eyes, nothing bad sorrow and hatred.&lt;br /&gt;fear took up majority of the space in me but i couldn't see it.&lt;br /&gt;omycow what am i crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;my buddies are all emoing over their silly break up and here we are, breaking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you DONT WANT to know what pleases me because you will never do it even if you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a psychiatrist... i'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;i will get myself into serious trouble if this goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've landed myself into shitpiles many many times because of my anger outburst...&lt;br /&gt;and please oh please i wasn't harming YOU.&lt;br /&gt;i meant no harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my gawd,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know where i land myself into again.&lt;br /&gt;i think i should be an introvert.&lt;br /&gt;i think i should quit blogging,&lt;br /&gt;i think i should be antisocial&lt;br /&gt;i think i shouldn't even exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for what purpose.&lt;br /&gt;instead of encouraging, im hurting.&lt;br /&gt;like jesus said, im better off with a millstone hanged around my neck and be thrown into the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;what am i?&lt;br /&gt;who is in my head?&lt;br /&gt;who is doing the thinking?&lt;br /&gt;how far have a backslided, to the extend of unconsciously threatening my friends.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, friend.&lt;br /&gt;buddy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even capable of making a baby cry,&lt;br /&gt;who did this?&lt;br /&gt;was it me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is meaningless if i dont go back to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you,&lt;br /&gt;i have brought you to Christ,&lt;br /&gt;it is now your turn to bring me back to Him.&lt;br /&gt;i will not waste this life away, as a sadist.&lt;br /&gt;im on my knees, begging you.&lt;br /&gt;bring me back to where i belong.&lt;br /&gt;just like how i begged you with a wet face on new year's day.&lt;br /&gt;you remember everyword i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single one.&lt;br /&gt;including the promises.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to change&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to break anymore promises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmycow, this is too much&lt;br /&gt;stupid me,&lt;br /&gt;all the self-inflict injuries for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;what am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLADE please. i want to die.&lt;br /&gt;walao, im under the category of "emo"&lt;br /&gt;and i dont emo for nothing, like kengsiang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4417203078431447867-8518331294036855347?l=xneateamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/feeds/8518331294036855347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4417203078431447867&amp;postID=8518331294036855347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/8518331294036855347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4417203078431447867/posts/default/8518331294036855347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xneateamo.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-is-wrong-with-me.html' title='what is wrong with me'/><author><name>Xnea Te Amo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07029077053359401791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4cVLVYEN_s/ShJaFBVowTI/AAAAAAAABeU/2ys_3oqyaQ0/S220/Picture+006%5B1%5D'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4417203078431447867.post-5309355542229250922</id><published>2009-01-28T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T07:34:03.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>waste time</title><content type='html'>i've wasted so much time watching wolf's rain.... it's just so lame okayyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;im gonna watch soul eater, take ky's suggestion...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch anything to do with shinigamis,&lt;br /&gt;recommend!!!&lt;br /&gt;besides deathnote and bleach that is...&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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