<?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-33737389</id><updated>2011-07-31T00:42:36.404+08:00</updated><category term='back as one. lurvebutts begun.'/><category term='u&apos;ll never be neglected. i swear.'/><category term='so done.'/><category term='shit happens wen in joy.'/><category term='nonsensical thoughts.'/><category term='im doomed.'/><category term='ur getting way out of hand.'/><category term='i do. i do. i do.'/><category term='i wish. upon the stars.'/><category term='teenage love will never be the sex.'/><category term='long island will do its thing. hi-5 everybody. yeehaw.'/><category term='lets rock the rocking chair.'/><category term='random dopes.'/><category term='better be urself then sorry. haha.'/><category term='mulut popcorn basi bau tayar.musibatu lahanat.'/><category term='hurtful but worthwhile day.'/><category term='i hate durians for goodness sake.'/><category term='im so busted.'/><category term='your voice is the soundcheck of my summer.'/><category term='u misunderstood everything.'/><category term='another day of plain hopes.'/><category term='back to square one.'/><category term='im lame.'/><category term='iloveyou. i want today to be everyday. coolioshitto.'/><category term='lasagna is e sex.'/><category term='say more for popularity.'/><category term='taking things for granted.'/><category term='tremendously sucky n broken.'/><category term='fat lame-o.'/><category term='something you said.'/><category term='am i giving up?.'/><category term='stupidity of mine makes me puke.'/><category term='no more we are venom.'/><category term='saddens girl next door.'/><category term='god dammit'/><category term='lets get cranky.'/><category term='brush me with butter and margarines.'/><category term='my heart ur hand.'/><category term='time to tell'/><category term='sweet moments do your thang.'/><category term='i miss cliques.'/><category term='i wish'/><category term='unfinished post.'/><title type='text'>candy canes dimwits,</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-487681286842474008</id><published>2010-04-06T10:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T11:23:48.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lets rock the rocking chair.'/><title type='text'>Dear Vendetta, Say YES to pull the trigger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;big&gt;Dear whoever,&lt;br /&gt;please bang me straight on my forehead. Headshot! Oke? Say YES to pull the trigger. &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People just wont understand my inside out. Question is, do i understand them inside out? As far as im concern, i do and ive tried my very best to make it better than making it worse. Bt it seems like its not noticed bt things keep on happening. &lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tell me why pls? Is there a cross down there? Is it mine?&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well, im talking bout rainbow skirts and sparkling blingbling heart-shaped. I just don't get it. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Where do i go wrong and what have i done&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; till we're this way. She said she &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;missed the old us&lt;/span&gt;. Well, hello! What about me? Duhh!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things cant be the same anymore cuz surroundings and time change swity. In the past when i was doing graveyard shift you &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;had others to accompany you and entertain you&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. You're never alone. Thats the reason why you dont complain. But nw, you're all alone waiting for me to come back home. Guess you're not used to it hunn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You're just about to experience true love and sacrifices jie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dont judge a long-last relatnshp by words. Feel it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It doesnt look and turned out dat bad if things went right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Things have to change cuz its the way of living and growing from time to time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;If everything reamins the same, there's no climax in the story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It'll be damn flat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Learn &amp;amp; live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My tips i got from someone yaww. *winks* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ive tried my best to be there for you everyday and a.s.a.p. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I slept at work so that i can stay awake longer and be by your side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which also means im awake for the nexy day at work. bahh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant you even think for yourself? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant you even see all this happening right infront or ur eyes? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets see when you have a job later aye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dammit!. Wht am i saying. NoNo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It did happened before. Same thing when you're working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But did i complain?. NO!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Cuz i understand you're workling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But indeed other shit popped up when ur nicely having a job. Wth!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me sparing a tot for you? Duhh! Didnt you realise?. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I rush my work stuffs, rush my way back hm just to be wit u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO DO YOU REALISE NOW?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Punching bag?&lt;/s&gt;. I dont consider my lurve ones punching bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I rather have the original punching bag cuz when its hit, it doesnt come back at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, it does. It did and it chipped my tooth. Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back on track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Bt human punching bag, nahh! Kinda stupid. Drop this part lh oke. Boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whtever uve noted, ive noted too. So no worries, love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nope. Im so not like corpse bride. Its only you who felt we're the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bt indeed i guess ur wrong. She can leave her job just to satisfy you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bt me, nahh. Im nt dat stupid to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have my point of view to make you learn n not just to satisfy you and get whtver u want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and in the end both of us suffer. Like u say. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POYOH YERH!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wtf!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you're talking. You "had enuf of all this fuss &amp;amp; fights".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Then, you're trying to say im enjoying it?.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Hmm. Lets see whether my statement below is correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;1. As in nw, u tynk i hd enuf of u n i dun hv d favour in u and us anymore.&lt;br /&gt;2. You tynk i will always search for ur fault n make us in bad terms.&lt;br /&gt;3. when we're in bad terms, you will tynk dat i do it on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;purpose and in the end we broke up.&lt;br /&gt;4. So key point is, you're trying to say that im searching for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;reason for us to breakup and blame you for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Kinda conscious to know yeahh. If its true... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;this is all cocky craps&lt;/span&gt;!. You told me you know me very well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So?. I wouldnt have done that just to shoo you off hunn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I can just flick you away out of my lyfe if i really want that to happen. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Cuz i dun fucking care when i really want that&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wth!. Urgh!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the ferst tyme ive started this job, everything seems to be my fault. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything seemed to be blamed on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im the one who changed. Im the one who doesnt spare my time for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im the one who doesnt spare a tot for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Its me, me, me!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mama-"me"-a.. Here we go again. My my. Why cant i resist you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a break! Have a kit-kat!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ouhh!! I need that! Haha. Wth!&lt;br /&gt;I guess i criously need counselling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouhhh. Talking bout counselling. I have a new name for a person. Hypocrist small kiddo. Yeahh. Dats it. I have my own reason, Vendetta. Excuse me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess whats wrng wit us is that we keep on pushing things to each other. Yahh. I guess so. Whatever. Im tired. When you say you will never be ready for the rest of ur lyfe, somehow im still wondering. See now, you wanting me to go if we cntinue on issues and sins. Hmm. Nothing to say. We're in deep shit i know. Rocking rock-a-by-baby? Nahh. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Im still standing strong to uphold our strength in us&lt;/span&gt;. I guess i need your help to do so switysucka!.&lt;br /&gt;STAND UP AND MAKE IT WORK BETTER DUDE. NOT WHINING NOR PUSHING!. Well, dats what ive been doing since the start. That's how i get thru all ur shits till we're this FAR. Oke monyong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lastly, note-to-self. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're latest post is becoming more typical and sound so like hypocrist small kiddo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im striking it. &lt;s&gt;intearsofsilent.blogspot.com (latest post)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;WTH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey there fadzillah,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know times are getting hard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But just believe me boy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someday i'll pay the bills with this guitar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We'll have it good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We'll have the life we knew we would.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My word is good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-487681286842474008?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/487681286842474008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=487681286842474008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/487681286842474008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/487681286842474008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-whoever-please-bang-me-straight-on.html' title='Dear Vendetta, Say YES to pull the trigger.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-3809297143835741460</id><published>2010-02-12T04:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T05:59:35.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i wish. upon the stars.'/><title type='text'>teenage gerls gone wild.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/S3RyblLM0WI/AAAAAAAAAI0/o77PKB_BLvU/s1600-h/edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/S3RyblLM0WI/AAAAAAAAAI0/o77PKB_BLvU/s320/edited.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437096468304154978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;oke cn. here goes. photos speaks a thousand werds. bt mine.. pretty unsure. reason why?. pretends. false pretense. i dunno why i shud be in this state and why i hv to stick my butt in other's overturned life stories when mine is nt so okay. or shud i sae never be okay. tried my best to smile and let go of evrything bt hey hey hey!. NAHH!. i often advice others n help others out bt if it strikes me, im blank n im lost. lyke i sae.. someone just help me up or hit a biggie stone upon me!. pretty pls! oke cn. lastly!! WORK IS DAMN FUCKING FUN YET FUCKING TENSED. think bout it yeahh. i leave it to u guys to put it in any way. hahh!. BULLSHIT!. i wonder, i wonder. i wonder if im still a princess warrior. wahduhh!. jatuh boii..!.. LOL!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/S3R5pe8jrbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/PYvDu16s_Ng/s1600-h/Kental+n+freakko+._001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/S3R5pe8jrbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/PYvDu16s_Ng/s320/Kental+n+freakko+._001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437104403731688882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;b&gt;im sorry to hear wht uve been thru wit little girl.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt; u're just so &lt;b&gt;dumb&lt;/b&gt; yet so &lt;s&gt;low&lt;/s&gt; when ur in dat situation. haiya!. kinda dissapointed bt hey.. life lesson aye. im so &lt;big&gt;thankful&lt;/big&gt; and &lt;big&gt;greatful&lt;/big&gt; to him for making us up together. &lt;un&gt;just wish for this world to stop hating and we cn make it thru.&lt;/un&gt; trust and faith is the way out. hope u will nvr forego things again as we dun wana end up lyke hw we used to the past few weeks. nahh ahh!. im your guardian angel and you're my sweetest cupcake happy pills!. keep on tuning for more and keep on holding a fist to hold shits beck. no i dun want to go back to yesterday. no i dont. ouhh please!. pretty please!. im so high n i wana shout my heart out hw deep n strong i love and need u every minute every second. wuahaha!. &lt;big&gt;WOOHOOO!!!.&lt;/big&gt; i swear ur d best damn thing dat my eyes hv ever seen. for long, forever, please hold on to ur werds, temptations n promises. tis is the last time pathcing up will occur. love me like there's no tomorrow dear. ur everything to a princess warrior. YES YOU ARE!. cheers!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/S3R2m7FUoBI/AAAAAAAAAI8/0NYa66QkLWs/s1600-h/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/S3R2m7FUoBI/AAAAAAAAAI8/0NYa66QkLWs/s320/girls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437101061210152978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;liitle girls just wanna hv fun. little girls wanna fit in the big girls crowd.&lt;br /&gt;bt indeed they didnt know the outside world n they didnt realise that others are watching and big girls are observant enuf. most little girls wun noe whts the true meaning of lurve bt only happily-ever-after. so liitle girls are dumb to play with other ppl's feelings cuz they hv nt yet been thru full parts and parcels of wild things in life. everything now is about little girls. little girls here and little girls there. little girls just irks me when they act as if they noe wht they want in lyfe and who they really need.little girls hd extra gold medals in false pretense and crocodile tears to attract other's attention. n ouhh yahh!. LITTLE GIRLS JUST NEED EXTRA PARTNERS TO HV FUN AND MEET THEIR OWN HAPPY WILLS N SATISFACTION. one is never enuf. BIG GIRLS wun hv the wills n pleasure of doing these as they hv gone thru n seen lotsa things in the outside world. This is my prediction and practical research, LITTLE GIRLS ARE SUCH A SHAMELESS PAIN IN THE ASS WHO DONT REGARD THEIR PRIDE AS THEIR FIRST PRIORITY. So, little girls. lyke wht malays say, dun be so the "MACAM PAHAM". ur hurting tons of ppl with ur sympathy acts n crocodile tears. so yahh.. i cn be observant yet predictable bt nt too sure of the outcome. try people. come on n try observed little teenage girls. you'll be shocked to see!. ive seen tons of little girls fuckthubbed attitude hurting ppl here n dere. just so u know, never ever hv little girls as ur loved ones unless u noe wht ur doing and noe hw to. AYE??. last n for all, (little)girls just wana hv fun witout thinking n knowing of others wills n heartaches. MACAM NK KETOK KPALE KAO BDK KECIK!. LOL!.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;bold&gt;IM DONE!. IM HAPPY. BT I JUST HOPE IM A MURDERER OR AN ASSASIN. JUST TO KILL THAT SPECIFIC LITTLE GERL. YEAHH TRUE!. shits written. kay. thx. bye.&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-3809297143835741460?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/3809297143835741460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=3809297143835741460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/3809297143835741460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/3809297143835741460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2010/02/teenage-gerls-gone-wild.html' title='teenage gerls gone wild.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/S3RyblLM0WI/AAAAAAAAAI0/o77PKB_BLvU/s72-c/edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-4998965994178858318</id><published>2009-11-06T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T23:23:03.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfinished post.'/><title type='text'>swim swim lyke a dolphin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;today was gerekgerek chillchill agogo yeah yeah!.&lt;br /&gt;woke up ard idk wht tyme. hahh!.&lt;br /&gt;nt feeling sucky nt feeling lonely.&lt;br /&gt;hahh!. MY BAEBYLAPIS was right next to me.&lt;br /&gt;cuddling me in my sleep. huhu!.&lt;br /&gt;woke up and get ready for swimming like as planned.&lt;br /&gt;not really according to as planned cuz it was supposed to be in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;bt someone out there living in taman jurong was having stomachache and headache. hahh!&lt;br /&gt;kecohh sajerh lahh. buat leceh. huhu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming was great fun.&lt;br /&gt;played stunts and ghost scenes wit trippers.&lt;br /&gt;fun! fun! fun!.&lt;br /&gt;i loike!.&lt;br /&gt;sygg korang bnykbnyk lahh kann!.&lt;br /&gt;lagyklagyk kpade baebylapis kush!. huhu!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nw in lan updating post.&lt;br /&gt;stupid lan wit no mmc reader. stupid!.&lt;br /&gt;mangkok jekk!.&lt;br /&gt;tot of posting pics as well.&lt;br /&gt;bt urghh!. stupid apek wit stupid attitude.&lt;br /&gt;some pics taken bt out of time to post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;so sowie sajerh lahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;we'll edit this post soon aites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ouh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&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/33737389-4998965994178858318?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/4998965994178858318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=4998965994178858318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4998965994178858318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4998965994178858318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/11/swim-swim-lyke-dolphin.html' title='swim swim lyke a dolphin.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-6769601001843652214</id><published>2009-11-06T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:58:08.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back as one. lurvebutts begun.'/><title type='text'>hapy as ever. maniac as in forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;hey hey ho ho!. as per normal, back for updates yaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;yesterday was kinda a hit bt turn out bored in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;YESTERDAY;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It was a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt; sucky&lt;/span&gt; feeling for a start of the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Felt &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt; as soon as i woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Well, u know why. Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Met my baeby spycam and eiratating then proceed to LAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Then met &lt;s&gt;"ex-baebylapis"&lt;/s&gt; and shawneybob at court to get cranky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Oh well, that was the plan of the day. get cranky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;My heart was beating so fast as soon as we get closer n closer to court.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I was like... "Ouh my gosh!. hw am i supposed to face her?. will i drop a tear?. will i be able to act as per normal?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I tried my very best. Hahh!. Bt.. nahh.. forget it yaww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Get those thingy and there it goes dwn my throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cipacai-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cipacai&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pop&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;pop&lt;/span&gt;-pop-&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;pop&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;There they go making my head go&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;boom boom pow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Lol!. Those stupid thingy was so hell damn &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;MASAI!&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i didnt feel any kick at all u see!. dammit!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;things didnt go as planned. dammit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Soon after, went to nti to pick up irahgiant's idk who lil kiddy frm school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;there she go trying to take care of me here and there cuz it was raining afterall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;SYIOKK!!. felt the "urghh! ouh-so-sweet" in us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;tears started to roll down my cheek as soon as she covered me frm the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;bt im nt sure if she realised it anot. hmm. beta not yeahh. hahh!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;flashback striked me. stupid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rinathekental, keciqqefreakko, shawneybob, irahgiant &amp;amp; irakeneto.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all were tripping and were in our own world. hmm. gayreks!.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;conversation held between us and solutions here and there starting to pop out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;talking, talking, talking. blab, blab, blab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and.... jeng jeng jeng!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WE'RE BACK AS ONE!!!!. woohoo!!!!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for you; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we're back as one. we're back as per normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i hope you're coming back for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i hope you meant every single word you spout out yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im scared. ohh yes! im still scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bt the confidence and trust i hv in u makes me hold on and wanting to love you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you're everything to me even if ur the worst smelliest trash ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you're sweetest and most bitter thing that ever happened to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i lurve you and i will always do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i cant resist you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you're the sex baeby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im still waiting for your world to stop hating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-6769601001843652214?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/6769601001843652214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=6769601001843652214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/6769601001843652214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/6769601001843652214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/11/hapy-as-ever-maniac-as-in-forever.html' title='hapy as ever. maniac as in forever.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-736560970569527901</id><published>2009-11-05T14:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:38:05.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so done.'/><title type='text'>for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400518487569021458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SvJ-84Z7OhI/AAAAAAAAAIU/my1evQWx-d8/s320/1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;romance days are over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;its me just me n myself n i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;things been messed up lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;whose to blame?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;isit me, isit her, or isit time?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ive been feeling lonely, cocked up and sadden thinking bout us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;those precious mmnts of our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;those heartaches we shared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;those tears we wiped off together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im tearing apart slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;damn slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i know its hard for you and its never easy either for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for all i care, my lurve for you will always be infinty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400519863013795314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SvKAM8Vg5fI/AAAAAAAAAIc/dvmHY6ZK8X4/s320/classic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;here's something for you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ive read your post and ive been trying hard to hold up my tears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dun wane brag about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dun wane whine about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dun wane think bout it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know ive been trying too hard to get back at ya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but as in now, i cant take it any longer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hw i wish nuting lyke dis will happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but unfortunately, its already happened n we cant overdo it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i miss us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i really do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;if ever you feel lyke coming back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;if ever you feel lyke coming back i will open my arms widely for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nt to the new you bt of course to the old you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i miss our lurve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i want you to hold me tight and feel my heart thumping so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;thumping so fast that im scared to let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but these words are so meaningless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;we're done so done.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-736560970569527901?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/736560970569527901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=736560970569527901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/736560970569527901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/736560970569527901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/11/romance-days-are-over.html' title='for you.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SvJ-84Z7OhI/AAAAAAAAAIU/my1evQWx-d8/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-4344285805536361120</id><published>2009-10-19T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:58:21.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored wit thin moments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im bored with endless slacking days wit jobless mnths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im tired wit nags and time wasting moments witout boify. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;birthday session with eka n fwens was an okeoke tingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;didnt really blast me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt i do get tipsy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whoa-ho!!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a lil fun fun fun!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;boify was confessing everything to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she's lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;saddened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well baeby, i hv my own reasons why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sometymes you dun understand bt one day u will. hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i guess my november plans just wun work out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haish!. sowie baebylapis!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i gues it will one fine day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i will still make it happen for my baebylapis!. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after confession, everything kinda went well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bt there are still some errors here and there. hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, you cant expect a cat turn into a tiger in a split seconds ryte?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i hv my biggest worry ryte nw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sumhw i felt lyke im turning into someone who i myself dunno who i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ijust dun want myself to get too carried away by my cold attitude towards somebody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i dun wane be a witch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wane be a princess warrior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i still wane be a princess warrior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;goshh!. i dun wane lose someone's (whom i love sho much) attention and care by me being  a witch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wanna wanna wanna wanna be  a PRINCESS WARRIORRRR!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;only my baebyLAPIS  cn help me. bt ermmm... i'll think bout it to talk bout it wit her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cheerios!!.&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/33737389-4344285805536361120?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/4344285805536361120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=4344285805536361120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4344285805536361120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4344285805536361120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/10/bored-wit-thin-moments.html' title='bored wit thin moments.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-2108714885845549301</id><published>2009-10-19T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:42:37.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='better be urself then sorry. haha.'/><title type='text'>ohh so irritating!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oke oryte. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;some people just dun understand and realise hw irritating n annoying they cn be when they start to act &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;globey-world talker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;some people just dun understand and realise hw rude and in deep shit they cn be when they start to say this; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"wansuay"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;some people just dun understand and realise hw foolish they cn get to mess up wit somebody hu dusnt really entertain shits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, i myself dun understand them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i myself dun understand their motive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;are they lack of attention or they're trying to tell others that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;" im the one. i own the world. nobody cn drop me dwn. everyone must respect me".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;are those points really matter to them?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i just dun get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyway, this is what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a 15 year old fat kid tried her very best to be on top of people who are way much much more older than her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she's trying her very fucking best to threaten them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;unfortunately, those people really think that she's making a fool out of herself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the end, people do really think she's just a baeby crying out for rotten breast milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;serious. really. no joke. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;goshh!. she must be kidding me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so youths. learn from this scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;dun try so hard to be the best or should i say get so FANATIC and try threatening others when u know u urself are such a coward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you guys just about to learn the outside and wild world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so yahh, better nt aye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;im worried fo ur future and self-confidence. LOL!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-2108714885845549301?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/2108714885845549301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=2108714885845549301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/2108714885845549301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/2108714885845549301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/10/ohh-so-irritating.html' title='ohh so irritating!'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-6771465946963097091</id><published>2009-10-13T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T01:19:14.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okayh baybeh. back to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;damn thnks so much to fate that we're back as per normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;talk things out and ermm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lyke crybaby lahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;too much things vroom vroom.... in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;damn sucky lahh yesterday. cut it short lahh kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, yesterday went to watch seroja at bb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;average performance but buntal was cute. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wonder hw i luk lyke wen i was in her shoes last time. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kecohh dohh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bt thrilling part was when the guy gt the wrng thing in hys body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lauhed lyke ponti ponti. fuhh!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thrilling wrabak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ternae segale gale bulu bulu yg aderh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gt a job lahh sey bt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bt too bad starts in dec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;buat maserh ny mkn pasir sajerh lahh sayerh. haha!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DAMN FUCKING HEPY! i dont know why. hees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU SHO MUCH KANINA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*pijakpijak gigi kamuh!. hehe!.*&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/33737389-6771465946963097091?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/6771465946963097091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=6771465946963097091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/6771465946963097091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/6771465946963097091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/10/okayh-baybeh.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-7814808990410476364</id><published>2009-10-11T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T01:30:53.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time to tell'/><title type='text'>plain life shits,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hey fucktards!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;blogger blogging signing in to blog blog blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;thngs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;were alot haywire n cocked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;can someone help me up?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;im drowning like a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fat man wit a big hairy belly trying to stand up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ive been wishing to live like a pony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;can it happen?. im so wishing for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i wouldnt say life sucks cause life make me realise rights and wrongs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;of course, ups n dwns will always happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;its like &lt;strong&gt;for&lt;/strong&gt; a moment ur a princess and the next ur a trashbag. right?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;well, i think so too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;if i say life sucks it wud be back on me cuz im the one hu choose my life to be sucky. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;too many things caught up my mind for nw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;bt hey, no werries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i wun kill myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but just a tot of it. urmm... killing myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;well, all i need is peace and food. no quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;things coming round and round and round again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;be it family, boify, work n everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;turns out evrything is the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;now i nyd a huge kitkat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;letting off my fylings here wun do any difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;this just apiece of shit whrby ppl read n entertain themselves for few minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;bt den, cn they help?. ohh hell yeahh!. fuckoofff!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;im on my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i shout out loud at the tip of my lung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;cn u hear me?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;im venting out my anger till my eyeballs popped out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;can you see me?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;keeping tings in my heart for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;being patient for so long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;all i get is ttttiiiiiuuuuuuuuuuKABUSHHHH........ SHITSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;trying very hard to get an A for life endurance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but seems getting further n further. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;was it me?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;was it her?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i dont know what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i dont know what i should do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;too many tings popped in my mind in a split second fuck!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;no more tears for me but for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;no more me n u than together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;no more happy than overexcited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i duno wht im saying but all i know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;im d most homewrecked girl of the month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i miss everything from lastyear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;EVERYTHING!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;HW I COULD TURN BACK TIME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hw i could bring my younger siblings to watch their future life if they continue wit their stupid life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hw could i turn my family into the best palace ive ever stepped in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hw could i be the one who gets peace, joy and accessibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;just that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;too much yet too little strength and hope. &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/33737389-7814808990410476364?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/7814808990410476364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=7814808990410476364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/7814808990410476364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/7814808990410476364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/10/plain-life-shits.html' title='plain life shits,'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-3458914874418208497</id><published>2009-08-27T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T17:21:51.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;STUPID LAN!.&lt;br /&gt;USELESS LAN!.&lt;br /&gt;BUSHUKK LAN!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;im hepy for ur presence n company for d nyte!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;im hepy for ur here wit me to gif me the tightest hug dat i ever wanted!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;im hepy for the warmest lips tocuhed on mine!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;im hepy for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;im pissed wit tis LAN!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shits written. kay. thx. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;iloveyou and i still missing you!&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-3458914874418208497?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/3458914874418208497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=3458914874418208497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/3458914874418208497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/3458914874418208497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/08/stupid-lan.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-1770358670389296409</id><published>2009-08-26T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:46:45.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hands up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;okay orite. comp breakdown at homiee. so nw in a plc whr there's web connection to do this shit. &lt;br /&gt;ouh well. things been cocked up in life. whose fault?. mine?. yours?. she?. he?. we?. theirs?. hmm. nt sure bout dat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been getting cranky all day long. hvnt had my slp hvnt had my slp. well, posting nt of sympathy bt upon pure boredom. just wan somebody to know hw shitty my life is witout your presence. mind wrecking, hurt buirsting for both parties. nt gone sae much but tis is for you. saperh mkn chilli terase pedas dohhh!. kae craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its nt totally ur fault darls. im nt fully blaming on u. parts and parcels of the heart shape in between of us is slowly fading. i wane save it to shine. but hw bout u?. u hv no strength to carry on?. well, hw bout me?. imi giving up?. ohh no. after those moments we hd in us, after the heavenly thoughts and laughter we hd these few mths, after the dwns we've gone thru, im so nt giving up. bt u... im nt sure. u missed ur old love life?. then hw bout me?. we're having the same feeling dear. by u saying ur at amk myting dat sumone, its so nt working out for me. i noe u dun hv the will to do so. u gt no strength to leave me in tears. n so do i. bt since ur tired, u hv to. im tired, i hv to push myself on leaving u to do things that u wanted like the past when u dun wane listen to me. im letting u think whts the best ways to keep u in calm. if by getting urself away frm me is the best way then i wun be the stupid wall blocking ur way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, in being in this condition is just because i just cant take anymore of ur words and promises. its like uve been giving me false happy hopes on u being a better a boify to me. by u saying all those words over at the plygrd that day to hv me back, do u really mean it?. were u putting up words and filling in the blanks to our conversation. first few days after the conversation it was so fine and i love it so much. its like we're in the past and i should say better than the past. but after days, boom!! there u go again. i cried my heart out to beg for mercy but u just cant hear me out. im still waiting for ur presence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun like to be in this condition. i hate it. i feel sucky. but i choose this way cuz i dun wane be hepi wen ur nt. i dun wane be healthy wen ur nt. i dun wane love myself wen ur nt. everything in me is fine bt its neva complete. wen r u coming back?. will u still kiss me on my lips like hw u used to?. will u still hold me in my slp wen i whine?. will u still be there wen i neede u the most?. am i losing u slowly?. these questions been plying thru my mind for months n still wandering thru my blood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, times up or nw. wane post more bt i just cnt hold on to my tears for us. just wane let u noe why i post all this. its because u'll never listen to my heart. u'll never take my words. u're tired. i dun wish to spoil ur mood and add to ur frustration. im done here. well, no one's gona read. ive re-url. sory peeps. this is whr i let out evrything. even the closest person on earth wun understand my whining and pain. bt i do understand and take note on ur pain and torture dat ive given to u. im sorry. if only i could do the most precious thing on earth to make u hapy and alive again. but im sory i cnt. i just dun wane give in tis time. yes, im teh one whose plying egoistic dwn here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;imissyou and iloveyou so much dohh!.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-1770358670389296409?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/1770358670389296409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=1770358670389296409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/1770358670389296409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/1770358670389296409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/08/hands-up.html' title='hands up!'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-3989762243415457658</id><published>2009-08-10T00:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:59:22.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brush me with butter and margarines.'/><title type='text'>im useless. trying hard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Sn7_iwtkPmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/12OZ9jD7vLY/s1600-h/IMG_2718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Sn7_iwtkPmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/12OZ9jD7vLY/s200/IMG_2718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368008778528865890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont like to be alone in the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont like to be at wrong when im right.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont like to have the rain in my shoes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do, i do love you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* for you in my lonely night. sobs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY TO IDIOTIC SPOREANS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;stay at home for the whole day thinking, wandering, rotting, layzee-ing and mostly waiting.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;worried bout some issues but nahh...&lt;br /&gt;dun wane bug about it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might bring me back migraines and frustration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;well, if you kaypoh people styl wane know bout the issues,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you can call me up at &lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1800-i- dont-give-a-shit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booyahhh!!.....&lt;br /&gt;okay shits. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucky feelings, shaky thoughts just make me whine loudly alone in the dark.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when is this gona end?.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when can i get my happy ending?.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, a proper one i might say.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a happy ending with someone whom i love so muchh and dont wish to lose.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant bear to lose.&lt;br /&gt;cant bear to see or roll down any tears on mine or his cheek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tell me when!.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ouhh please someone help me up. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im scared i might lose my dependant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im scared my heart will return to me once again after its been stolen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;haish!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am typing out hw i fyl and wht's on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im nt hoping for pretty ponies and glittering rainbows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;its reality not fantasy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt i do prefer fantasy though. hehh!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im nt letting time decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'll hold myself up from worrying&lt;br /&gt;(even if i cant i can afford on faking or tying my hand up on my bed frame)&lt;br /&gt;and let him decide and think on his action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you gota know wht's happening and who's at fault yaww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wane stop being the "okay im sorry alright.&lt;br /&gt;come, i'll brush ur hair and put you to sleep"&lt;br /&gt;when im nt at fault!.&lt;br /&gt;i wane stop.&lt;br /&gt;its time for you to think and refresh or reload.&lt;br /&gt;blueghh!.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats it.&lt;br /&gt;i wane get going.&lt;br /&gt;lie on my bed, shake my legs till they drop. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles~!.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&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/33737389-3989762243415457658?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/3989762243415457658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=3989762243415457658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/3989762243415457658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/3989762243415457658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-useless-trying-hard.html' title='im useless. trying hard.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Sn7_iwtkPmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/12OZ9jD7vLY/s72-c/IMG_2718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-8149186669318119406</id><published>2009-07-31T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T01:54:57.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i do. i do. i do.'/><title type='text'>stupidity of mine makes hym sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wish i wish upon the star.&lt;br /&gt;i wish to be a star like avril lavigne.&lt;br /&gt;arghh! mrepek!.&lt;br /&gt;haha!.&lt;br /&gt;pure boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well hello to blogger.com.&lt;br /&gt;im bored and partly sad, partly hapy and partly glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over what hpned to us. i just dont wish to talk about us. just dont wish to wander about our condition. we're nt shaky, never shaky but just traumatised. traumatised upon hurt n pain. im sad n down seeing you self mental torturing. im nt strng to see you fly like a bird. u said u rather hurt urself than hurt me. bt did you know?. did you know that when ur hurt, im hurt too. did you know when u toxicate urself i just feel lyke toxicating myself too. im trying. stop she said. stop being a pest in boify's eyes. im pressing alphabets to make up words that dusnt even link. i know. bottomline is im sad over us. im waiting for the world to stop hating. jyeahh dats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy for we myt up today. happy to see ur smile. happy to be in ur arms. fucking happy when u stare in my eyes and say "i miss you so much".  bottomline, im happy to have u wit me n in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GLAD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad. ermm... glad we're trying hard to find the way out i guess. im out of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats it. blog some other tyme. cnt hold on to waterfall. dammit!. love you all. love my fans. fake cheer up lahh kn. somebody help me bring a clown?!. fucking please yeahh. thx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shits written. kay. thx. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div 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sick.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-3557560384152905704</id><published>2009-07-29T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T00:24:59.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate durians for goodness sake.'/><title type='text'>a very long yet not so random post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;center&gt;okay alright. so its been long since i blogged. busy with somethings and layzee with typing. hehh!. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;big&gt; &lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;22nd July 2009, Sunday&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/6zu984.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;okayh. on this collage is the fake nonsense powerpuff kaninas. ahaha!. my cheebye sister just came back from work. then, we decided to camwhore. upon swity request lahh kan. its been so long sinced we camwhore. haha!. i know its damn fucking horrible but funny. we enjoy it alot. and then, daddy yan from Kromo Pawiro called. Talk and talk and blablabla, were told to come down and chilled. on our way, this is what happened. lol!. i loike!.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2j5aph4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/2agjkb9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/2iag039.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;center&gt;CAMWHORRRREEEEEEEEE AGAIN!!.&lt;/big&gt;and so its also the most important day of the month for me and swity. hehh!. its our eight mth. winks!. its been a pleasure to have u in me even if it takes me to kill the most evil monster in the world. with you around really makes my world go wild and complete. iloveyou more than myslef. imissyou more than i miss my long hair. i really do. hmm. expecting for more n hoping for the wonderous times in future.  once again, hapy eight month-sary to you. iloveyou SWITYSUCKA!. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/2qv8ra9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;big&gt; &lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;21st July 2009, Sunday&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/30bzpk5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;cool enuff jyeahh. pics wit the kental, freakko, giant and bulat. well, as you can see the complicated partners. ira n bob. damn fucking complicated. you guys need to wake up and know what you guys really want and need wokayh!. hahh!. freaking freaks!. under 437 void deck sajerh lahh. upon pure boredom, we started to be the clique citizens of 437. haha!. one of the shot whereby we stand on different pillars, swity tapped my face so hard till we snapped wit me holding my eye and stupigg fucker shawney pushed me from the back before we snapped. damn funny!. hahh!.  wokay next!!. teehee!.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;big&gt; &lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;19th July 2009, Sunday&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/2q24lk9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;this is a collage pic with half of my family and nt to forget darling switysucka. hahh!. went to malay heritage center or whatever in arab street i guess. but then unfortunately, everything had ended. pity my daddy. he was the one hu really wants to go there. well, went to eat. the centre picture is what me n swity had. it was fine but the first one taste lyke rubber. hahh!. well huni, i hope u had alot of fun with fam. its nice and swit to hv u there with us. and ouh!!. they hd durians!. i fuckingly sat inside my room. ditch those durians!. merely had a heavy asthma. dammit!. gone kill u darla!. u squeash the cheebye no-good-taste thingy on my face. haha!. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-3557560384152905704?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/3557560384152905704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=3557560384152905704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/3557560384152905704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/3557560384152905704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/07/very-long-yet-not-so-random-post.html' title='&lt;big&gt;a very long yet not so random post.&lt;/big&gt;'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.tinypic.com/6zu984_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-7125122710952787225</id><published>2009-07-15T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:51:34.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something you said.'/><title type='text'>just nothing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its nice to get to know the truth even if it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;its great to get to know ur effort in us.&lt;br /&gt;its wonderful to hv u styl standing n trying to get right beck up even wen ur dwn.&lt;br /&gt;hwever, its shaky to noe ur verge-ful thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;i wish u cud take beck ur werds n be strong lyke a tigress.&lt;br /&gt;i wish, i wish, i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ho!.&lt;br /&gt;just gt beck hm frm tuas.&lt;br /&gt;send off sister's dinner over at her workplc.&lt;br /&gt;well, met swity at macdonalds just nw.&lt;br /&gt;saw that someone who really irks me.&lt;br /&gt;goshh!. felt lyke pulling her teeth out.&lt;br /&gt;damn u!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nw styl waeting for swity to cum beck hm.&lt;br /&gt;lbt nye kamuu.&lt;br /&gt;hugsnkisses for me pweety pleashh.&lt;br /&gt;wuuhhuuu!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tmr will be d start of my workaholic days.&lt;br /&gt;darn!. sure i am a layzee layzee piggy!.&lt;br /&gt;wish to be paid for sitting at hm n shaking legs.&lt;br /&gt;best kaperr!!.&lt;br /&gt;ouhh....okayyy.... dream on. hahh!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dats it.&lt;br /&gt;im off.&lt;br /&gt;toodless!!.&lt;br /&gt;im plain and simple.&lt;br /&gt;bt meaningful n shining wit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-7125122710952787225?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/7125122710952787225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=7125122710952787225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/7125122710952787225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/7125122710952787225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-nothing.html' title='just nothing.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-7129485839876799256</id><published>2009-07-15T13:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:01:11.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iloveyou. i want today to be everyday. coolioshitto.'/><title type='text'>supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. jyeahh i do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;well, afternoon fucktards n sucky dimwits out dere!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freshly woke up lahh kann. teehee!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke orite.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;BLAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only after work. huhu!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;bathing session&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wit &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;swity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;deary fucker lil sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was effing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the water hose was moving by itself. haha!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;we had fake anaconda hunting fiercely for victims.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, it didnt harm anyone&lt;br /&gt;and the three heroins managed to turn the evil down.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so im announcing, the city is safe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to theee......... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;POWERPUFF KANINASS&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Sl19QUNPAwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KECRO_AkhHk/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 68px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Sl19QUNPAwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KECRO_AkhHk/s200/Picnik+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358576850896356098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha!. pure boredom. really.&lt;br /&gt;bt cool isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; is at work ryte nw.&lt;br /&gt;well, im waeting for the ryte tyme to go out n get some things at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;apek tauke's property&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mishing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; already.&lt;br /&gt;n ouhh!.&lt;br /&gt;after yesterday,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i felt the hothotheat between us came knocking my &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;dug-dug dug-dug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heart lahh stupigg. kwang3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;fe&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;lt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ke ol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;d tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;es is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;shin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ing t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hrou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;gh ag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weehooo!!!.&lt;br /&gt;lurve u lahh &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;SUCKA.&lt;br /&gt;so ur the man.&lt;br /&gt;so ur the love of the anthem.&lt;br /&gt;hehe!. cocky cock pe aku!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;tkpe. yg penting aku sukerh wrabak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;aku ckp sukerh bogel uhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;arhh mrepek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuutt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuckingly fuck extremely hepi sajer lahh today.&lt;br /&gt;gugugaga!. wuahahaha!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;angietheGENERALMANAGER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;im sorry i broke those cappucinocups lahh fuck.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;waynebensontheBOSS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get the stupid cowboy door out lahh fuckk.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its fucking irritating.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see whose the first one to get a bleeding nose by swinging doors coming through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;aaronTHEASSISTANTMANAGER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ur opening sucks. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u made my life go haywire wit ur opening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ur brain's full of shit to come up wit 'provide table service'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;bt overall ur okay lahh fuckk.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;jasmineTHEONLY SERVICESTAFF other than me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;keep on the good work.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur wrecking the store dimwits!.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go find something else to do wen ur free lah fuckk.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;din,khalaf,sarhan&amp;amp;hasifTHEKITCHENSTAFF&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys rock lahh dumbass.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do closing faster lahh fuckk!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fadTHEKECIQQEFREAKKOmybaeby&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;iloveyou lahh baybehh!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;dun skip and waste ur staff meal lahh dengs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur always on the ball. goooood!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i cant use vulgarities on boify lahh fuckk. dats rude. *lol*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHITS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;WRITTEN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;thx&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;bye&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-4391554717758866376</id><published>2009-07-13T11:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T12:38:00.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saddens girl next door.'/><title type='text'>stupid jokes pops stupid thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Slq4M0NpIgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/GZPya83v5Dw/s1600-h/dble+o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Slq4M0NpIgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/GZPya83v5Dw/s200/dble+o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357797237024432642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                                                                    hey ho &lt;s&gt; fucktards&lt;/s&gt;!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;been awhile jyeahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;been busy wit &lt;u&gt;graveyard shifts&lt;/u&gt; n &lt;u&gt;lala&lt;/u&gt; lands. teehee!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;its been a few weeks since i wanted to update bt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hell im fucking layyzeeee like piggy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;well, newly woke up n swity wasnt dere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;im waiting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;patiently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;for her to come back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;where the fuck have u been lahh seyy?!?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;okay look, some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;confessions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i wane make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;baeby, hell i know ur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;joking&lt;/span&gt;!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;bt ouhh please!. i dun wish you to bring up &lt;s&gt;my past&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i just dun like it n i know u dun like it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i didnt mean to blurt out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;past n present&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;it meant totally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;no harm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ive read ur post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;i know we've been going through&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;violent fights n its hectic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt hey baebylurve!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;feelings n thoughts towards you will always be the same aite!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;promise n swear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to you!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;i might be diff towards you these days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you might nt know who i am n rather be alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;bt just want you to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;we're both working and &lt;u&gt;we dont get to spend our time like we used to&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;we're both tired n u know when im tired,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i'll get pissed or irritated easily ryte hunn?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;its nt ur fault for im diff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;its myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;its my stupidity n selfishness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;bt baeby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;all im asking for is for you to bring back my swit n pamper-self baebylurve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;bt when im rude to you, you flick my ears n twist my ears.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i dun wish n hope for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i dun wish for violence bt just a raise of voice n enlarged eyes in silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we'll be back as per normal. FOR SURE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons why?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;* we've never been violent so often to each other in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;* you're always smiling, kissing n cuddling me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* you're a second-alert and obey my words.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* you know what to do with me when i need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;goshh! hell fucking jyeahh i mish our old times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things do change alot between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;especially when we're already busy working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;ive been thinking of changing to part time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;so that we cn spend more time together n be like the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i wishh!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i mishh you so muchh!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i mishh you pampering n laugh your heart out sincerely with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;stop faking already lahh fuckk!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;talk to me like you did when we're high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;please baebyy!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i dun wish to see you out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i dun wish to lay by myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;let's re-construct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;where are you?.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt mean to hurt you even a teeny weeny bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;bt its just that im sleeping baeby.&lt;br /&gt;and no ones by your side to be with you when ur nt asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;n i dun favour it when u whine for something&lt;br /&gt;and you dun wish to say it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; 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&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;u gerls&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;somebody dwn here wit me &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;doesnt deserve how u guys treated her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she deserves the best from a guy. be it &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HAIKEL&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;SYUKRI&lt;/span&gt; or even &lt;s&gt;the president&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but hey, u guys are just so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ill-hearted&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for hu she is n for hu she got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dun blame her. blame the guys. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;she dont really go to those guys n beg for mercy n chance to get in contact with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so jyeahh!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my suggestion:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- go ahead n bitch about dhis laydee dwntwn n there she goes flying upon u getting higher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- go ahead n be jealous with HAIKEL cuz i wane know more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- get in touch with her and ask her wads going on. (be updated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- i might be sarcarstic or pathetic. but hey, ITS EFFING FUCKING TRUE!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;let me know when u gerls had enuf and cannt tasyan oreadi. oke?. can?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. most FEMININE GERLS .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- i dont really make frens with them due to;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:: irrits jukebox which will never stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:: jealousy to another party upon her belongings, fashion and styles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:: always get caught up with love and drag about issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:: attention seekers when cute boys cam across.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:: flaps their hair before starting a conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:: doesnt admit of being a bitch when they are. ( hell yeahh im a bitch!. and my gf loves it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:: loves pinky ponies with diamond rings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:: will never stay long when another cute boy appear. TRUST ME!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- they will try their very best to control themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. most VERSATILE GERLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;::&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;JUST DONT CARE UPON ANYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;: will always say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;FUCK THAT SHIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;well, enough said bout gerls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;life's been busy with work, fake horse fantasy n&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;boify&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weehuhuu!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will update soon bout rltnshp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too many ppl. shyshy lahh. teehee!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dadarr!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shits written. kay. thx. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-4967375050973469367?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/4967375050973469367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=4967375050973469367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4967375050973469367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4967375050973469367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/06/gerls-are-so-sickk.html' title='gerls are so sickk.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-4977743702101063481</id><published>2009-05-18T13:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:46:07.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurtful but worthwhile day.'/><title type='text'>stupid pain. sucky feeling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;didnt turn up for work today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;gastric&lt;/span&gt; holding me back.&lt;br /&gt;dammit!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;do u favour halfway-went-back-home journey?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;well, i fuckingly hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call 1800-i-dont-give-a-fuck-0041 for answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i hate it so much but i hav to.&lt;br /&gt;its aching so muchh dat i have to squat under the void deck.&lt;br /&gt;goshh!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. bby went for an interview n she's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;starting immediately today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;urgh!. why must you not be there when i need u the most?.&lt;br /&gt;but its okie.&lt;br /&gt;atleast its a good thing u got a new job.&lt;br /&gt;nahh!. i can wait for u to be back. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay dats it. thought of changing my skin but.....&lt;br /&gt;well as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i dun give a damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lazy.&lt;br /&gt;stomache feels damn sucky!!.&lt;br /&gt;damn painful like knnbccb!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shits wriiten. kay. thx .bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-4977743702101063481?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/4977743702101063481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=4977743702101063481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4977743702101063481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4977743702101063481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/05/stupid-pain-sucky-feeling.html' title='stupid pain. sucky feeling.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-1945538019898347735</id><published>2009-05-15T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:46:47.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random dopes.'/><title type='text'>moody asswipe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just got back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. just wane say this.&lt;br /&gt;im moody today.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because i got too caught up wit boify mistake mseging her.&lt;br /&gt;but i just cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;the jealous-ity i had were all over me.&lt;br /&gt;how i hope u will never ever contact with her.&lt;br /&gt;just a wishful thought. cn?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. haisz.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wane say it out cuz i noe she dun like it.&lt;br /&gt;enough said bout them.&lt;br /&gt;they're over.&lt;br /&gt;bt i still dun favour u to contact her. cn?.&lt;br /&gt;i tried my best to get it out of my mind bt knnbccb!. i cant!.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wane hurt her feelings n quarrel all over n over again bout the same tingy.&lt;br /&gt; bt in the end, my heart was thumping like &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;assfuck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;frustration struck through my veins.&lt;br /&gt;urgh!. fuck it lahh.&lt;br /&gt;am i too sensitive or sentimental?.&lt;br /&gt;nak sensodyne? wuaahhaha!.&lt;br /&gt;im a hopeless n useless gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;aku sygg kau byk2 lahh begok!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;aku takot kehilangan kau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sebab tu aku tak suke n aku tknk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tap........... haisz!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;its okie. i'll stop here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;too random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss ur smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-1945538019898347735?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/1945538019898347735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=1945538019898347735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/1945538019898347735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/1945538019898347735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/05/moody-asswipe.html' title='moody asswipe!'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-5050641731297955310</id><published>2009-05-15T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:31:44.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ur getting way out of hand.'/><title type='text'>wonder stars than black hole.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;expecting the unexpected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said before, either party will feel &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;left out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; upon busy-ness.&lt;br /&gt;but hey!. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;sacrifice n endurance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; are just the things that u need for a better life.&lt;br /&gt;am i right to say this?.&lt;br /&gt;u tell me. let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my days are in the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;worst climate&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ever.&lt;br /&gt;it will never stay at the highest point for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;not just about 'twin pack'  but work and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;im so worn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we know somehow "she"'ll feel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;neglected n bored&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bt "she" gota be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;strong n understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;yes "she" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;missed those times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bt its nt only "she".&lt;br /&gt;even "her" missed those times &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;those &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;laughter, sweet moments, retard actions&lt;/span&gt; of the "twin pack".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cant "she" see that "her" was trying her fucking best to make "she" happy?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cant "she" see that "her" was trying to be there for "she" even if "her" was damn fucking worn out?. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cant "she" see that "her" was trying her best to make "she" go on positive thinking?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"she" was &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;nt to be blamed&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cuz "her" &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;lurve&lt;/span&gt; "she" &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;way too much&lt;/span&gt; n "her" chose it that way.&lt;br /&gt;things might be different bt the feelings that "her" had for "she" will &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;always be the same&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;dun let the past come in a circle for "she" due to neglection n negative-stupid-drifting apart scene.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;painful n hurtful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; n im sure most of the ppl out dere experienced like hw "she" did.&lt;br /&gt;i hope "she" realise the stars shining in the "twin pack's"  lurve story.&lt;br /&gt;n nt a black hole that is enlarging between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;im scared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;im worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i felt insecure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;honesty decreased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;this i swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no shits. serious shits. kay. thx. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-5050641731297955310?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/5050641731297955310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=5050641731297955310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/5050641731297955310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/5050641731297955310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/05/wonder-stars-than-black-hole.html' title='wonder stars than black hole.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-1971145702330987676</id><published>2009-05-07T02:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T02:40:13.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity of mine makes me puke.'/><title type='text'>pure boredom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;getting &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;cranky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;living life like &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn i miss my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;nonsensical thoughts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;pure boredom&lt;/span&gt; strikes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im swaying time to time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;someone help me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im a shitty arsehole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IM ON DRUGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahhh cb ahhh!!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kotak! kotak! kotak!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-1971145702330987676?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/1971145702330987676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=1971145702330987676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/1971145702330987676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/1971145702330987676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/05/pure-boredom.html' title='pure boredom.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-2797144331385522354</id><published>2009-05-06T14:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:02:08.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taking things for granted.'/><title type='text'>pants on fire.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she's nt a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;fool&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ur taking &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;things for granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;she &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;needs&lt;/span&gt; u.&lt;br /&gt;cant u see?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she trust u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;cant u make her be at ease.&lt;br /&gt;ur &lt;s&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;god dammit&lt;/span&gt;!.&lt;br /&gt;fire, fire &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pants on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;wth!. ur a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;big fat liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;shits written. kay. thx. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-2797144331385522354?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/2797144331385522354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=2797144331385522354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/2797144331385522354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/2797144331385522354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/05/pants-on-fire.html' title='pants on fire.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-3070210736253873699</id><published>2009-04-29T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:59:35.868+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im lame.'/><title type='text'>pure boredom. wishful thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i wane go to lala land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;daydreaming all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;scribbling and doodling my will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;kissing pony's butt for pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shaving crocs hair for fame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;im saying bubye im so lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arggghhh!. aku &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;merepek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;mendak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lahh kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;imy swity!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want everything in this world. can?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1800-fuck-urself-dude-0041&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for answers.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: &lt;s&gt;41 cents per min.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shits written. kay. thx. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-3070210736253873699?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/3070210736253873699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=3070210736253873699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/3070210736253873699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/3070210736253873699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/04/pure-boredom-wishful-thoughts.html' title='pure boredom. wishful thoughts.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-723024314693103224</id><published>2009-04-28T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:10:20.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pure boredom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;god damn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bastard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;worn out&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;work&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;work&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;one more time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just work n work n work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sounds nicer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well, bloody bastard im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wit wad i hav right nw&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i let &lt;s&gt;negative&lt;/s&gt; feelings n thots behind&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;(FAKE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ahahahaha!. okay alright. im crapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i feel so relaxed n comfy wit my surroundings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;even wit shits left behind n dangling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but hey&lt;/span&gt;!. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;aint gt time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to think bout it you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;if it pops out, i'll be like 99.9%&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; oh ok. let it be lahh&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;teehee. too tired to tink of &lt;s&gt;unhappy n sucky moments.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;living my life on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;ballons n glittering ponies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in fantasies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im so gona&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;cut my hair&lt;/span&gt;!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dammit!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;u suckers out there come kiss my butt!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;its been so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wuahahahaha!. pure boredeom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;shits written. kay. thx. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-723024314693103224?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/723024314693103224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=723024314693103224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/723024314693103224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/723024314693103224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/04/pure-boredom.html' title='pure boredom.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-537386305656586561</id><published>2009-04-19T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:42:05.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='u&apos;ll never be neglected. i swear.'/><title type='text'>im doomed!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;boo hoo!!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, im controlled by parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reason?. i myself nt sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was told dat im getting haywire n wilder these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt hey!. im much much more worse then nw in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goshh!. i dun understand them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shits happened these days wit family ties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm sorry deary ur involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, gt a job as a quality control officer. alhamdulillah!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;d bad news is, gt lil time to spend wit bby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;am sori huni bt i hope u understand n cn bear wit it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt no matter wad please n pretty please dun come to me n say u feel neglected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even if u feel dat way it's nt due to faded feelings bt its just dat im tired n im CONTROLLED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope u understand. bahh!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well im off for nw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waiting for deary to get hm den im off to slp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gota get up to work early in d morn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;toodles~!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shits written. kay. thx. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-537386305656586561?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/537386305656586561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=537386305656586561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/537386305656586561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/537386305656586561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-doomed.html' title='im doomed!.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-8555039514411313338</id><published>2009-04-15T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T01:49:56.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat lame-o.'/><title type='text'>plain words through plain heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so am&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;i still waiting for this world to stop hating.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cant find a good reason, cant find hope to believe in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;drop dead gorgeous, im still loving u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hopeless thoughts running through my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eerie feelings running through my blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;days are getting longer, life's getting shorter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i cant wait for the most happiest day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when?. i myself nt sure. hahh!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as day pass by, im getting fuckthubbed sitting at hm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wit noise core by radiohead n screeches on the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love anthem ushered by that someone will only bring me smile for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bt will it last long?. i hope so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tmr or shud i say this morning will be gg for an interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hoping to get teh job even if its sucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i really need ka-ching!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, that's it for my lame n pathetic post for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;buzz off to my fantasy world of hopeless dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nahh!.. just plain words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dun understand my life. goshh!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shits written. kay. thx. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-8555039514411313338?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/8555039514411313338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=8555039514411313338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/8555039514411313338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/8555039514411313338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/04/plain-words-through-plain-heart.html' title='plain words through plain heart.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-4920927004481685101</id><published>2009-04-13T15:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:00:56.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='your voice is the soundcheck of my summer.'/><title type='text'>randomness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SeLxFUWiOKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0Qb6YRDmkBk/s1600-h/1_949162176l22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324082783170214050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SeLxFUWiOKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0Qb6YRDmkBk/s200/1_949162176l22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;time pass real slow for me.&lt;br /&gt;trying my best to lead my days wit smiles n fake hopes.&lt;br /&gt;bits of broken hearted n memories of us haunt me evry single sec n evry breath i take.&lt;br /&gt;i still cnt accept d fact dat we're done.&lt;br /&gt;ur leading ur life like the way u want it.&lt;br /&gt;im leading my life letting it go wit time.&lt;br /&gt;getting &lt;s&gt;high n cranky&lt;/s&gt; is just not wat i like bt i choose to.&lt;br /&gt;i hav to.&lt;br /&gt;dats d only way to bring my life up n nt dwell on us even for a split sec.&lt;br /&gt;i just adore u so much.&lt;br /&gt;i nyd u so much.&lt;br /&gt;y cant u just understand dat?.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like we're tearing apart n getting further away frm each other.&lt;br /&gt;im scared.&lt;br /&gt;im still scared of losing u for the rest of my life even after we're done.&lt;br /&gt;bt dere's nuting i cn do.&lt;br /&gt;i just cnt force u to be mine. so not!&lt;br /&gt;endurance is wd i nyd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;fling?&lt;/s&gt;. i dun adore dat.&lt;br /&gt;it just hurts me so much wen ive oreadi love u n made u mine.&lt;br /&gt;bt u wan it badly n ur doing it.&lt;br /&gt;company is all i ever wanted.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;please dnt go.&lt;br /&gt;i'll do anything to make u hapi even if it takes me centuries to fake.&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou. im missing u.&lt;br /&gt;come back. im waiting.&lt;br /&gt;im holding on.&lt;br /&gt;fuck that shit!.&lt;br /&gt;im a heartbreaker.&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/33737389-4920927004481685101?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/4920927004481685101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=4920927004481685101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4920927004481685101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4920927004481685101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/04/randomness.html' title='randomness.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SeLxFUWiOKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0Qb6YRDmkBk/s72-c/1_949162176l22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-2054040383225334942</id><published>2009-04-13T04:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T06:01:41.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical thoughts.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;heavily toxicated&lt;/span&gt; nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;no life&lt;/span&gt; kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; everybody.&lt;br /&gt;faking sumhow to be &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hepi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;damn &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;worried&lt;/span&gt; inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;pure boredom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; strikes.&lt;br /&gt;nt much to type cuz nt much happened.&lt;br /&gt;blabbing on d fone wit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;nt much to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miszing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; her badly.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sucky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lazy to post.&lt;br /&gt;cuz im thinking of goalpost.&lt;br /&gt;arggghhhh!!!...MEREPEK!!..&lt;br /&gt;lame n pathetic rite?. yahh i know.&lt;br /&gt;bye peeps!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really damnly shits written. kay. thx. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-2054040383225334942?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/2054040383225334942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=2054040383225334942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/2054040383225334942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/2054040383225334942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/04/heavily-toxicated-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-605832810140046992</id><published>2009-03-30T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T02:10:11.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tremendously sucky n broken.'/><title type='text'>sucky i am. still hopeless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Sc-2z3tAjjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/czdP-aOd7a4/s1600-h/classic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318670687190158898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Sc-2z3tAjjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/czdP-aOd7a4/s200/classic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im sorry if i overreacted today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just cant help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it hurts real deep down in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes i know u met her wit no stupid motive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt hey!. upon so many days, y must it be today?.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aint it unreasonable?.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i trusted u bt her.. goshh!. she erks me so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for goodness sake, i just dun like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y cant u understand dat?.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;isit hard for u to go as far away as possible from her?.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;isit so difficult for us to be in peace without her ard us?.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im shedding tears n broken into pieces seeing us getting in dis situaion evry now n den.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had enuf. im tired n im scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u blurt a question cn u hav ur own life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wad does it suppose to mean?.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if u dun prefer to spend most of ur time wit me den by all means tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dun mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes, we spend almost everyday together bt do we spend like other couples do?.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NO!. we seldom did. n u noe dat too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n for gdness sake, talk to me more. get use to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dun keep anything from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want u to know n feel dat u can depend on me in any way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hate it so much wen ur in doubt n ur doing everything alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wad a gf for?. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;keep me in a box with full of flowers n glitter whereas ur broken huh?.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so nt my lurve story aite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wen im hepi u shud be too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wen ur at d edge of mount everest falling, i shud be too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dats true lurve rite?.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baby please. for d last time im saying. stop evrything between u n dol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dun wan any conflicts bout her nimore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ouhh please!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;things were so great these few days bt everytime wen ur back at mama's crib, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we go haywire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just lurve u way too much dat i hate u to be in contact with ur ex-es especially her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ur nt useless bt just short-winded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im hoping for the most wonderous lurve life in history wit u bby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just wit u n only u deary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;act wisely?. sure do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mean ur words like u suppose to?. okay cn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;put urself in my shoes and feel hw i feel?. my pleasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rina stupidity n hopeless bitch?. i am for nw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ouhh im feeling so sucky and suffocating sitting at hm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll just get out of d hse, go sumwhr n ease my mind off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wonder wad ur doing right nw bt im sorry bby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ibu just cant mseg u to ask cuz i dun hav d will n heart to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it'll just hurt me too much n worsen up my condition rite nw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope u sleep soundly n hav a peace of mind. insyallah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;once again, im sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im done. so done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bahh!!!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shits written.kay.thx.bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-605832810140046992?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/605832810140046992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=605832810140046992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-1846710419399109627</id><published>2009-03-24T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T16:25:52.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another day of plain hopes.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>up to post. - as usual bt nt always.&lt;br /&gt;bored. - always. used to it. so, its okay.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for gf to wakey. - impatient.&lt;br /&gt;just finished d household chores. - fucking relieved.&lt;br /&gt;smoking. - past time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tis is wad i did for d day till now. bored as usual. well, i guess i'll reconstruct my blog since i aint gt nuting to do. might chnge my blogskin, my tagboard, my links cuz some of them r inactive though. cb!. might also put in songs. yahh, bt nt sure yet. see if i hav d mood to. ahahahaha!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, nt much tings to do today. just looking forward on meeting gf and chill ard sumwhr. tis is life jyeahh. just hoping for one fine day whereby i can really get d meaning of me living in tis world. true meaning perhaps. bahh!!.. im out for now. wane find d skins and taggy. toodles~!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shits written. kay. thx. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-1846710419399109627?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/1846710419399109627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=1846710419399109627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/1846710419399109627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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license.&lt;br /&gt;k sori lahh.&lt;br /&gt;just being lazy n foolish. hahh!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, due to my piggy attitude, waking up late nt going to classes,&lt;br /&gt;ive already spent like $1k plus yeahh. shitty! bt i dun mind.&lt;br /&gt;atleast most of it come frm me nt my parents. hehh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;test is getting hotter in me bt till now i still havent do any revision classes.&lt;br /&gt;NO SLOTS!!!.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll be doing my tests and leaving it to luck. damn!.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck baybehh!.&lt;br /&gt;insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell im nervous!. arrgggghhhhh!!!!!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-6673218032323342217?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/6673218032323342217/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-7822148475630343153</id><published>2009-03-16T13:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:32:03.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss cliques.'/><title type='text'>kuda kepang is e sex!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;my days are going back n forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;everything seems to be happening again n again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;everyday is the same for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;goshh!. i cnt live longer like dis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;where's d fun n hectic life i used to have?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;d only sweetest thing happening to me is being wit my bby lurve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;other den dat, everything is fully lame n pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;jobs on the go. damn hard to get one these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so schoolies out dere, study hard n find a well-paid job or u'll end up like shawty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;well, i think youngsters now really need to stop being rebellious and think for themselves. really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;after regrets, i suffer alot n nw trying real hard to get on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;stupid fools, dun u disregard ur studies or parents sayings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;confirm mati!. tentu mati!. hahh!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;just an advice. for a good head start for ur future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;as for me, my future is getting darker n darker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lame n no life person i am. hahh!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i often like to talk "mcm phm". kawng3!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;anyway, few days back went to Bukit Batok to watch Kuda Kepang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;met swity dere after she gt her replacement of sim card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;it was really cool n heart wrecking moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;especially when they came right infront of ur eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;swity was damn scared n stayed way way way far from the plc. ahahaha!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;funny bt cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;the way the evil spirits got in each of heir bodies was so tremendous n effing cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i even let my butt suffer from sitting on those hills just to watch their actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;woah ho!!. they must be something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;looking forward for another one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;anyone who knows any upcoming shows update me cn?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;teehee!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;head off to slacking in jurong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;went back home early as swity need to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;she had tounge twister on da way back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;wanted to say fruit punch bt indeed &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;front puchh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i busted into laughter out loud!!!!.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;idiotic joker gf i hav. ily truckloads lah bby!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i nyd a job!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;some pics we snapped when chilling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;its been so long since we snapped a pic yaww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Sb3tIawv-3I/AAAAAAAAAGU/2sOeoXgVVzw/s1600-h/Photo+0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313663864245582706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Sb3tIawv-3I/AAAAAAAAAGU/2sOeoXgVVzw/s200/Photo+0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313665784063098114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Sb3u4Ko6fQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/m-JJPg-jc50/s200/Photo+0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313665785329260834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: 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your thang.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hell im gaylicious!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sure do. hi-5!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my endless effort had been paid. alhamdulillah!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;thx to u bby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;thx for regarding me understanding while others think its stupidity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hopefully, our effort and sacrifices wun be a waste yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;dammit im gaylicious baybeh!!. hepi lahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;anw, im sorry for hurting u these few days and nt being myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i just had to. to make u feel in my shoes. indeed u did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yes i denied cuz if i dun, sumting else will pop up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i myself duno wad bt for sure i noe sumting bad will hapen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;we'll keep our endless sayings to ourselves n do wad we're supposed to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i really hope u meant wad u said tis morning n i mean it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;well yesterday was a great day wit gf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;eventho we're doing shits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sweet moments strike us n i felt d climate of our story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;im sorry once again for hurting u n licking on my dont's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;it was all unplanned. i swear!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;bt for goodness sake, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WE MADE IT THRU!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;lurve u just the way u are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;n lastly, STAND UP FOR UR RIGHT BBY!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ITS TIME TO LEAD A BETTER LIFE N KICK SOME BUTTS AITE HUNI!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUCKING OUTTT!...LOL!!.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swit shits written wen im gay. kay. thx. bye. heart gf!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-5331940238029047292?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/5331940238029047292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=5331940238029047292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/5331940238029047292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/5331940238029047292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/03/hell-im-gaylicious.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-1779762250819960734</id><published>2009-03-06T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:55:43.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;back at hm frm inteview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;wad a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;went to few shops in vivo city bt no outcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;evry single one said " so wait for our call. thx."- sien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;after interview met gf at tb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;misz her damn fucking muchhie!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;padehal smlm nye jumpe. hahh!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tk kesah pon. ttp rindu jgak. lol!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;anyway, had a lil conversation wit gf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;damn guilty cuz of her negative tots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;im nt sure hw i react n wad have i done till she felt tis way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;bt still, im sori bby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i didnt mean to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;its just dat i gt so carried away wit d big fite dat we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;still cnt forgive myself n will still regret on my doings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;bt i just cant cntrl myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;give me some time to correct myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;for now, im just hoping for d best in us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i hope we'll make it thru n bring back d past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i really damn fucking misz those times so muchh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;commitment n trust we need?. yes dats it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im hapi for im urs n ur mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll promise we'll be fine in time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter wad hapens, we'll make it thru.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cuz i will always be there for u.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a thousand miles to be wit u, i wun hesitate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as far as im concern, our lurve will never fade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ILY n IMY bby!!.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&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/33737389-1779762250819960734?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/1779762250819960734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=1779762250819960734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/1779762250819960734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/1779762250819960734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-at-hm-frm-inteview.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-4066795015545485317</id><published>2009-03-05T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T01:04:46.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulut popcorn basi bau tayar.musibatu lahanat.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;fuck im piseed!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;nabui lancut wahh cb!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;u wane mess up wit tis lil sucka mess up straight wit me lahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;dun use gf instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;u knnbccb say i type u out for wad?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i gt time mehh?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;stupid fucker!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gt no issue wit u den wan make issue wit me for fucking wad siots??.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pantang nenek myang cucu cicit mak aku peh laki uhh org bikin mulut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so typical kan?. tu uhh. typical seii. menyampah seii kte camnie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ygnie pmpn pon tk tau angkat tepon apesal plak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;merajuk kepe. hehh!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;bby whr r u??!!??.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tk angkat cal tk reply mseg gue sihh!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;eeeeeeeeerrrggghhhh!!!!........sumpah siol aku risau!!,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yakdishhh!!!!!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;dah jadi hijau dah nie. arrhhhh mrepek!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;kay. shits written. kay. thx bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-4066795015545485317?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/4066795015545485317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=4066795015545485317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4066795015545485317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4066795015545485317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuck-im-piseed.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-6745354683788863281</id><published>2009-03-05T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T00:58:38.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my heart ur hand.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;up to post like dey say up yours. ahhh mrepek!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ferst ting ferst, i lost my necklace!. dammit!. my precious lil necklace. urghh!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;meant alot to me cuz its frm mamma mia!!!. mummmyyyyy!!!....its overrrr!!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;im happy for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gf n me is back as normal. nt really like d past bt getting better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;slowly slowly lahh kn. bt alhamdulillah we made it thru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ups n dwns as usual in lurve story.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;well, my patience really paid off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;thx for d advice closie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;as for now, im still in guilty conscious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i shudnt have gone haywire n separate my lines off dat day wit gf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;bt wad can i do?. my head burst off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;goshh!. hw i wish i cud turn back time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;bt hey gf!. i hope u'll learn ur lesson n noe wad u shud do to prevent dat moment hapen again yaw. u wudnt wan it to hapen again. i swear i realise my mistakes n i swear i'll make it up to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I KNOW U'LL READ!. hahh!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tis i promise u!. i wun do my shits nimore n wun consider myself pretendshits ever again!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;p/s: ILY n IMY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;life?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;life is sucky nw wit jobless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i nid a job cuz i nid ka-chingg!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;cnt live witout u baybehh!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;rase mcm nk madi bunge gitu biuang sume sway. hahh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;lancut uh mandi bunge. hahahaha!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;thx for d lurve n effort in bringing our lurve back huni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;im so supercalifragilisticexpialidocious wit u in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ur my criminal n will always be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;u stole my heart n let it bleed inside of u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tis i promise, i will always love u. chey41!!!.&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/33737389-6745354683788863281?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/6745354683788863281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=6745354683788863281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/6745354683788863281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/6745354683788863281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/03/up-to-post-like-dey-say-up-yours.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-3282690728047739479</id><published>2009-02-28T10:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T11:17:42.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i fuckingly dun understand y must they come luk for me wen indeed im d one who's supposingly, logically, fuckingly shud have looked for dem. ouhh yahh!. FANATICS!. dats d answer lahh kann. only pure fanatics do dat. u gt into fights, police came u run. the next day, u come searching for victims to show ur skills n satisfy ur fucking self. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;p/s: dun mess wit d fanatics. dey dun take logical thoughts but skills. LOL!. slow talks just dun exist to them. so waste of time yaww!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;bt if dey start it first, just stuff ur bloody shoe in their bloody bustard mouth n say dis " face the wall n shut ur rubbish bin tight!!". insyallah they'll cool down. lol!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ouhh well, here's d story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i guess they went ard one singapore wit a spear hunting for me. hahh!. stupid dimwits!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;katak called gf n told her they're after me. bt wth, unlogical. u beat me up ferst, i beat u up nxt bt in d end ur nt happy wit it, u then come luk for me. waliaowey!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i tink i noe hw they talk to katak or eka to call me down. " ko suro tu pmpn pukimak/sial tru uhh nari uhh ehks. aku nk die tau. ko blg die aku nk die uhh hks!!!. wahh cb wahh cb!".  sumitng like dat uhh. haha!,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;went dwn to taka w/o gf cuz gt stuck at hm. popped one more trouble. bt nahh its okie, i'll clean ur shits they trhow at u laydee. muacckkss!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;felt damn weak like knnbccb. never felt lazy to njoy "pape picit" bt yesterday was hell im lazy to entertain. as soon as i reached, dey were luking for gf bt i say" ntah, die off hp seii. jauh longkang agaknye." isyhk3!. bt indeed its nt dat. she cnt get out due family matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;den, talks between my party n the other party went on for long. is it logical n such a waste time wen i came u guys do talking n talking n talking bt in d end, dat fucker still wan a piece of me?. fucking waste of time riht?. yahh i noe. might as well as soon as u see me just hit me with ur "pape picit" style. craps!!. brought us up to d park behind. tis is wad happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;big fuck chix," k lincah!. sape ade hal ngn aku?" -fanatic rabak liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;kept quiet. -big fuck chix paisey liao(overreacted). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;big fuck chix came to me,"lincah uhh gerl. smlm lu yekk nari asl tk gerak" -lagk fanatic liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;all i did was just stand there n look at her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;big fuck chix," lu ape siol stare gua?.", lagk lagk fanatic liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;still standing n keep on staring. one fine reason, she's damn noisy n im damn lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;she kicked me n expected me to get on her bt i wun cuz im nt stupid n i dun tink like she tink. she's stupid for goodness sake. she looked like as if a mad gorilla or ah meng entertaining herself and blabbering some languages damn fucking noisy while im d one standing there felt annoyed wit her mouth n just stare felt pitied for her. complete fool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;then, a guy by d name of hanan came n talk things out. i stand there n kept quiet. still talking!. damn irritating. all i want is to go home n watch tv. dah mrepek rabakk!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;talking talking talking things. big fuck chix asked," ko nk ape2 dari aku pe?."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;lazy bum bum fucker(me),"aku nk ape?. ko yg nk aku pe. dah dpt aku dah tkde pape uhh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;big fuck chix," krg dgr ehks. die tknk pape tau(pointing fingers fucking fanatic liao). sonia kau dgr ehks!." then walked away like flying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;FUCKING CRAPP FUCKING MALAY SHITS SIOTS!!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;there's some things happened bt im lazy to post. complete shits. waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;well i gtg. mummy's noisy n annoying. i'll update more asap aite. toodles fanatics!. goshh!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;lol!!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;p/s: im damn lazy. kwang kwang kwang!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-3282690728047739479?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/3282690728047739479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=3282690728047739479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/3282690728047739479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/3282690728047739479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-fuckingly-dun-understand-y-must-they.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-1608108583501843813</id><published>2009-02-27T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:26:39.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit happens wen in joy.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;been days since i last posted. things were hectic and went out of control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;well, like usual tis week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hhmm. went to my home village, Pasir Putih on sunday wit famy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my mind was cocked up n i cudnt take it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;need a time-break for my fucking self and ease my mind for few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;planned to stay wit my uncle for d whole week bt nahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;mummy called to come back for nephew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;nothing happened on monday, tuesday n wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;normal days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;wake up, send my boy to school, get hm n get back to zzZZzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;myt gf up, chill, smokey smoke, tv. LAME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;well, yesterday. NIGHTMARE!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;went partying at Dbl-O. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;total fun inside bt we gt ourselves into shits right at ard 2am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;fuckthubb!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;beaten up by fanatic fuckers n minah "pape picit".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;they gt no fucking actual reason why they lay their hands on us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;goshh!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tried protecting gf frm getting boombah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tis i say, i rather die before u my laydee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pandang pmpn aku nye psl aku jln!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;kalo tdak!. eeeeeergghh!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;had bruises on face, backache like knnbccb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;bt its okay. after d fight, all of us were nt satisfied wit our night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;went to chillies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;met saudy my long lost like biskut fren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;had lotsa fun moving my arse up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;damn night yaww!!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"pape picit" u fuckers standby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;nex week aku trun bwk tongkat nenek aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;nk aku meh sni sapi didi!!. lol!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-1608108583501843813?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/1608108583501843813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=1608108583501843813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/1608108583501843813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/1608108583501843813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/02/been-days-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-7863678313955373179</id><published>2009-02-20T03:09:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T05:04:41.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='am i giving up?.'/><title type='text'>broken to pieces.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SZ2896ZzzII/AAAAAAAAADw/1wJnrap50SI/s1600-h/all+alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304603707947863170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SZ2896ZzzII/AAAAAAAAADw/1wJnrap50SI/s200/all+alone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;its 4 in d morn n im still awake.&lt;br /&gt;shits been haunting me evry sec of my breath.&lt;br /&gt;evryone is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;im all alone sitting&lt;br /&gt;here posting shits.&lt;br /&gt;shedding tears like a fuckhatonic crybaby.&lt;br /&gt;whining like a sissy.&lt;br /&gt;should i give up everything?.&lt;br /&gt;am i falling on myself?.&lt;br /&gt;someone make me stand?.&lt;br /&gt;im shitty!. ive been crying evry nw n den. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SZ27J2NWrnI/AAAAAAAAADo/DPoGIl-clXI/s1600-h/IMG_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304601713957056114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SZ27J2NWrnI/AAAAAAAAADo/DPoGIl-clXI/s200/IMG_0630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tings are hard for us nw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my dad been tensed up at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my mum is sick n getting weaker evry single day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my bro is damn sick hving a deep cut &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on his palm cuz of d stupid fite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ouhh god. what am i supposed to do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to bring d happiness dat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my fam usually hav?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need d strength to pull myself through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im still shaky wit my swity pie n still making tings right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im all tensed n need alot of perseverance in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but fuckingly unfortunately,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my fam fall on evil's deeds?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SZ254p-YSNI/AAAAAAAAADg/k4HeCZSXPBY/s1600-h/IMG_0635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304600319103617234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SZ254p-YSNI/AAAAAAAAADg/k4HeCZSXPBY/s200/IMG_0635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i cnt go on crying every nite tinking&lt;br /&gt;n oozing my brain for a way out.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like im losing everything.&lt;br /&gt;my parents totally blamed me&lt;br /&gt;for everything n claimed dat&lt;br /&gt;im d cause of everyting.&lt;br /&gt;ive done wad i had done n&lt;br /&gt;ive done wad u guys told me to do.&lt;br /&gt;bt y isit still me?.&lt;br /&gt;cn anyone understand and give&lt;br /&gt;me hope to bring back my&lt;br /&gt;happy-go-lucky self?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SZ23-ky0B3I/AAAAAAAAADY/gKKiKatnhcg/s1600-h/IMG_1628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304598221768886130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SZ23-ky0B3I/AAAAAAAAADY/gKKiKatnhcg/s200/IMG_1628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kakak, i miss u so muchh.&lt;br /&gt;hw i wish u wud listen to me earlier&lt;br /&gt;n not juz shoot evrything out dat nite.&lt;br /&gt;i miss those laughter n joy we had evryday.&lt;br /&gt;im effing sorry for all those words tat ive said.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i didnt mean to hurt u.&lt;br /&gt;if only u cn listen to me whining&lt;br /&gt;every single nite seeing us like this.&lt;br /&gt;pls cum hm n be like we used to be.&lt;br /&gt;i cnt eat, i cnt slp n do everthing&lt;br /&gt;peacefully wit us in bad terms.&lt;br /&gt;shedding my tears for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SZ2-3nMgDCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/96HX-TOMAiQ/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304605798735809570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SZ2-3nMgDCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/96HX-TOMAiQ/s200/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bby, i hope u'll do d rite ting for our lurv story.&lt;br /&gt;i'll b waiting for d exact time&lt;br /&gt;bt one ting for sure i cnt wait&lt;br /&gt;dat long wit my condition like tis&lt;br /&gt;by myself. im losing hope n im at d&lt;br /&gt;verge of giving up on everything.&lt;br /&gt;i cnt hold on any further.&lt;br /&gt;hw i hope u cn b d one to make me&lt;br /&gt;stand so right up like hw i used to be.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope. im falling to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;if ever a day comes im letting u go,&lt;br /&gt;dat will b day dat i'll give up my life n everything.&lt;br /&gt;i'll leave everything to fate n time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304609589652249442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SZ3CURdaW2I/AAAAAAAAAEI/vWFFRuj0OzI/s200/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i will keep on trying as far as i cn.&lt;br /&gt;but one ting for sure,&lt;br /&gt;i cnt do tis alone anymore.&lt;br /&gt;im criously ill n im weak like a&lt;br /&gt;rotten apple. i dun hav d appetite to eat.&lt;br /&gt;i dun hav d will to be hapi.&lt;br /&gt;hopeless freak!.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wane be a burden to anyone nimore.&lt;br /&gt;SHITASS RINA'S A TROUBLEMAKER!.&lt;br /&gt;HOPELESS KID!&lt;br /&gt;RECKLESS ABANDON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-7863678313955373179?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/7863678313955373179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=7863678313955373179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/7863678313955373179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/7863678313955373179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/02/broken-to-pieces.html' title='broken to pieces.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/SZ2896ZzzII/AAAAAAAAADw/1wJnrap50SI/s72-c/all+alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-4945451499380182674</id><published>2009-02-20T00:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T01:12:58.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to square one.'/><title type='text'>back on track;</title><content type='html'>its been so long yahh.&lt;br /&gt;been busy wit shits n hell of life these mths n days.&lt;br /&gt;hw i miss posting tales on my dearest blogger.&lt;br /&gt;after those shits between me n him, everything had gone wrong n shaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, as for now d biggest news ever is my hair is long!.&lt;br /&gt;remember on my previous post?.&lt;br /&gt;i fucking miss my long hair?.&lt;br /&gt;now i got it. woohoo!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmm. life?.&lt;br /&gt;life's been hectic for me.&lt;br /&gt;jobless, penniless, n shits been popping every now n den.&lt;br /&gt;hard time for me but im still holding on.&lt;br /&gt;well, rina will always be rina.&lt;br /&gt;fucking hell yeahh i dun give a damn but my ways!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errmm. love life?.&lt;br /&gt;im back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;wit my rainbow life.&lt;br /&gt;why?.&lt;br /&gt;cuz im tired of having a hunk in my life.&lt;br /&gt;no point lahh kan. hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;till when?.&lt;br /&gt;till i had enuf n ready to get married which i gues im nt.&lt;br /&gt;but if im ready to get married, i'll ask my mum to find me a husband.&lt;br /&gt;but make sure a rich one so dat i can sit at home n shake my leg. lol! crapss!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been hard on me. i choose to be on my own n my own ways.&lt;br /&gt;enjoying, partying, doing shits n pretending to be hapi is wad im doing all this while.&lt;br /&gt;as per normal, i wun bring my sadness to ppl cuz i dun wane spoil ppl's mood.&lt;br /&gt;dats mee.&lt;br /&gt;only this shitty blogger will i splash my feelings n all. hahh!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. dats it for now. wil blog soon enuf aite. stay tune with DJ rina.&lt;br /&gt;oozing out!. shits written. kay. thx. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-4945451499380182674?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/4945451499380182674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=4945451499380182674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4945451499380182674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4945451499380182674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-on-track.html' title='back on track;'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-2003415985073505867</id><published>2008-05-05T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T18:09:55.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit happens..</title><content type='html'>laughter is the best medicine for boredom. well, i went out with my ex-schoolmates n besties on saturday. it was a great fun. we had lotsa fun laughing but also lots of boredom when all of us got nothing to say n nothing to do.haha idiot!. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, i didnt know that esplanade had become a place where typical malays n show-offs 'pape picit' sitting n slacking there. wad a morons they are!. they were shuffling n doing those jumping style walks infront of nowhere n showing off they are getting cranky with their stupid lickers. knnccb. they were showing off  but actually they look like fools to us cuz they are those kids who knows how to dance but they cant showin clubs so they show at esplanade. hahaha dat was damn funny. i love my frens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after esplanade, i went on to HRC. man toyak is e sex n he rock my socks dude!. haha&lt;br /&gt;got cranky a lil n dance my ass off n there goes the shit happens. stupid bungs came by to find fault with me n my frens. guess about wad?. nah, i'll tell. its about dancing on the dance floor with their bung mates n my fren cut in to dance with me twice. wth!. craps u see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no matter what they still dont hurt us or make us bleed or something when we damn outnumbered. there were only 3 of us who r against them n 2 of us trying to stop the fight while they had 13 bungs over us. wad a coward n funny fight. but its okay. my frens n i dun wana be thrown in lock-ups for a night just because of dancing, we took a cab n walk away. its always good to prevent rather then we pretend. yeah!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my frens!..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-2003415985073505867?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/2003415985073505867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=2003415985073505867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/2003415985073505867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/2003415985073505867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2008/05/shit-happens.html' title='shit happens..'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-7380584951086624016</id><published>2008-05-03T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T02:02:31.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lets get cranky.'/><title type='text'>im starting to get haywire people..</title><content type='html'>ive been trying so hard to tell myself not to miss him n not to think bout our past but it seems so hard cuz we've been through alot. but as days passby, i guess i can manage it with my dearest family n frens keeping me busy. ive been starting to get cranky all night. its not because im sad or pressurised but its just for the sake of partying n enjoying. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr night will be the first night for me to go a place where ive never been n telling people i wont go. but hey, if he can change his mind n others can change their ways, why cant i change my mind n gain some experience. heh. wad a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k im off now to meet up frens. i'll update tmr bout my new experoence at e new plc. bubye. this time this is not shits ok. haha k thx. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-7380584951086624016?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-7391374494637808599</id><published>2008-05-01T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T17:10:38.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>naughty girl to disobey.</title><content type='html'>its now only me but that doesnt mean that im a lonely girl. nobdy aint ntertaining me right now and that doesnt mean i have no one by my side. im posting stupid shits cuz i dont even care what im typing but that doesnt mean im a fool. im just bored n i need someone or something to bring me life. he will always be the one who gave me joy n kick away all my boredom but now my nephew will replace him n im damn fucking glad. im talking shits. gota go. i miss my girls n boys out dere. suhaimi make me alive buddy!!..lol.. ur an idiot.. shits written. k thx. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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disobey.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-9171633384909296564</id><published>2008-04-29T00:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T02:11:32.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no more we are venom.'/><title type='text'>im lame.but not forever.</title><content type='html'>hw i wish i have a fairy godmother and live in a fairytale with ponies and paperhearts. sometimes i wonder why we people will always realise their mistake when tehy already lose someone or somethings. maybe not really or supposingly lose them but after something bad happened.well, people change and even i change the way i look(cuter..haha!) and the way i think. promises are meant to be broken so might as well dont make promises if u really dont mean it. safer way is, NEVER MAKE PROMISES!. there will always be the word 'insyallah' or 'see first'. make full use of these words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a disspoinment n hectic yet happy day for me. had practical lesson in the afternoon and i passed with 6 out of 12 demerit points!. woohoo!. so now gota make my provisional driving license to get to the next subject. cant wait yaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, there goes my love fall down the drain n end just like that. i was told by him himself that he was tired n lazy to continue this relationship n apologized. i dun wana drag things n dun wana ask anything cuz its not important as he wana end it here so i replied "k thx. bye." i mean like its not important to me anymore cuz he was lazy to continue our relationship so wth. i'll accept the fact but i wont forget bout wat u had done to me. it will never be erased. u dont appreciate my love wen i did for long we're together so beat it. we're done. i not sad but im just dissapointed in him cuz i didnt expect him to be so short-minded n a quitter. so yah, whatever!. im moving on dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my netballl game at bukit timah, CCAB. it was damn fun n funny when we had some boys playing in the game. haha looking forward for the next game on next monday night. those who are interested can come too. will be great to have more players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, now im sitting by the comp thinking of what to post. im blank n lame. i need food. ali, ur free from hell. i will treasure our lost love n sweet memories. may u rest in peace yaw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-9171633384909296564?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/9171633384909296564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=9171633384909296564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/9171633384909296564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/9171633384909296564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-lamebut-not-forever.html' title='im lame.but not forever.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-8242471969333073735</id><published>2008-04-27T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:42:20.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenage love will never be the sex.'/><title type='text'>buddy said; let it go if it hurts.</title><content type='html'>today was a fun yet sad yet busy yet happy yet not so hectic day for me. i had a swollen eye since yesterday spring cleaning at home. it sucks big time yaw. i look like of course not like a panda but more like a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was waken up by my dearest hot mama. she was cute u see. the moment she went mad cuz i didnt get up n get ready to go to johor bahru, she will just grab anything to throw at me. the most painful thing she threw at me was a big tight slap right on my cheek followed by a loud spank on my thigh. i love my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back from johor went to my auntie house. she introduced me of a damn easy job which i can earn about $800 a month. it was something like work from home. all i got to do is to type-in some information on the warranty card to microsoft excel and thats it. damn easy rite. i love easy money. i can just rot at home do my work n face my mum everyday. not mentioning my dad, he's been a lil jealous with my mum cuz he doesnt get the attention like my mum do. haha what a silly yet cool parents i have. syukur alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happen today n i was supposed to be lazy to update but my darling dearest fren by the name of suhaimi really hope to see me update by tmr. so not to let him down here i am updating. i love him also. what a loving n caring best buddy i have. ahahaha aku mcm faham!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, im losing love n im at the edge of losing a boify. but i dont mind cuz im prepared for the worse n i really really really felt that he's no longer good for me but justa piece of rotten apple. i dont really wana talk bout this but only me know what's the truth and what's happening between us n how i suffered in this love. i may not be the best for u nor be the one u expect me to be but i will always be the one who remember the love n care that u shower me for long we're together. ali, ur my best boify i ever had n how i wish we're not in this state. how i wish u understand how i really feel when i understand urs. love u not forever but till the day i lost my memory. i wun let those times fall down the drain but i will let it fall down my heart. u have been my guardian angel n my backbone. i never regret knowing u nor loving u cuz ur the one i need n ur the one i hope for but time has changed n things get worsen n worsen between us. ali, i really hope u will read this post of mine n know how much i really love u n dun wana lose u. but these are all hopeless hope n fairytales of teenage love.&lt;br /&gt;p.s: i love u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my readers info, i am so not crying right now.i dun feel the need to cry over these things cuz my tears are all dried up n my heart had become so thick that i nearly lose all my feelings n emotions. like so wtf my post is random. haha shits written. k thx. bye!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-8242471969333073735?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/8242471969333073735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=8242471969333073735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/8242471969333073735'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>hey yaww!.. its been quite some time since i last blog due to some problems with my furniture n electronics stuffs at home. anw, i dont see the need to apologize for not blogging for quite some time cuz its mine anyway. but i'll appologize for those redares who hopped on but there were no updates. haha. craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, things been hard for me these days n ive just lost my job due to my stupidty. well, here's to u aidil. THANKS FOR UR MEAN LAUGHTER!. aidil is my closie at work n he's an asshole. lol. anw, as now im jobless, my license cocked-up n im damn fed-up cuz ive already booked my TP slot n yet i havent got my PDL yet. damn sucky sia. but im not rushing through cuz i have my whole life to wait n pass my license since im free like a stray cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love was slacking and kinda hard for us. we tend to meet-up once or twice in a week or not even once. we also dont really beep each other much per day like we use to n dat i duno y. it sucks big time cuz i will always miss him n rot at home n dere he was getting busy n tired with school n preparing for his TP end of this month. i mean if u really want something u need to sacrifice some important or precious things/moments right. i dun really mind but i often miss him n thiings been popping up in my mind. if u noe wad i mean. damn annoying u see. my god!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, lost my job, lost my entertainment, lost my busyness, n oh lost my fren in an accident which really freak me out to still ride a bike on my own. i pity him but god loves him more than we do. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so pathetic n empty. i need music to cheer me up. i need people to tap my shoulder n say "dont worry..ur gona be fine". i need a pat on the back for me to buck up n be prepare for the worse to come. i need a big fucking tight slap to make me wake up. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought 4D numbers just now. im so paranoid. lol. shits written. k thx. bye!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-1161021540980111259?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/1161021540980111259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=1161021540980111259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/1161021540980111259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/1161021540980111259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-happy-endings-dont-happen-its-not.html' title='when happy endings dont happen, its not a real ending.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-3497070563484162361</id><published>2008-03-26T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T13:13:15.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GJ lasagna SUCKS big time!.</title><content type='html'>yesterday before going to work was suppose to meet bf at his workplace but was cancelled cuz his mum was coming to have late lunch with him. i thought of buying myself food before going to work but in the end time didnt allow me to n so sadly i went to work with my damn empty stomach. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my work's done, ask aidil to tag along to gloria jeans, cineleisure. i wanted to buy food cuz im damn hungry n got the lasagna. before buying;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: the lasagna is still in good condition, right?&lt;br /&gt;GJ staff: yah its still good. u want it?&lt;br /&gt;me: yeps i want it.&lt;br /&gt;GJ staff: u want it to be heated up?&lt;br /&gt;me: yes please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 5mins of waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GJ staff: here u go, ur lasagna.&lt;br /&gt;me: thank u.&lt;br /&gt;GJ staff: ur welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to nydc to eat the lasagna. damn fucking stupid staffs say its still good. i was damn hungry and very confidently want to eat the lasana to fill up my stomach but the lasagna has turn bad AND IT WAS DAMN HARD N SO LIKE RUBBER. IT EVEN LOOK LIKE PLAY-DOH.DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back to GJ n ask for a refund. idiot sia. i pay $9.90 for that kind of lasagna?. oh no!.&lt;br /&gt;ask aidil to come along to complain but he was like "nvm lah just eat it ok." n i say no way!.haha&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i went there myself. =( aidil so bad.&lt;br /&gt;got back my cash n was thinking to get mysel fa bagel but was trying so hard to be cool n steady i walk out if the kiosk n went back. there goes my day with damn empty stomach. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u should have come along when i ask for the refund aidil.haha it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im working again tonight at 6pm. what will happen today. hmmmm.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-3497070563484162361?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/3497070563484162361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=3497070563484162361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/3497070563484162361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/3497070563484162361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2008/03/gj-lasagna-sucks-big-time.html' title='GJ lasagna SUCKS big time!.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-6589228378061179331</id><published>2008-03-26T12:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T12:58:58.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im so busted.'/><title type='text'>im psyched.sucking on yaw.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/R-nXyImX9XI/AAAAAAAAABw/zzBjzHcZ6jk/s1600-h/m_1f752532db83317513a02cd8cace0c31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181910102568334706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/R-nXyImX9XI/AAAAAAAAABw/zzBjzHcZ6jk/s200/m_1f752532db83317513a02cd8cace0c31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;people say its not nice to start a story with sadness n tears.but i think its bullshit.what if ur story was meant to be about sadness n u wana cut short what happened you will still start with sadness n tears mah.haha crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, something got into my head which i cant resist to stop thinking bout it. was chatting wit my loveliest nazura on msn n were sharing some things when i broke down n get sucky. i mean who wouldnt be mad n saddened if u get to know ur dearest n loveliest bf did a big mistake which u didnt expect him to do for so long eversince we're together. its a 100% heartpain n something might pop out of this mistake dat he's doing. once i caught him doing it n promised me not to do it again just because i dont like it n the next moment ur doing it in fuckingly friendster. i know u've told me n explained to me say many times dat this all due to friendship but wth!. friends dont force each other to msg after work wen u didnt even care to msg me gdnite or sumthing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess u readers got the picture. i just have to let it out since i feel so left out n my bf suddenly change into a flirt which i duno what strikes him. i dont feel insecure cuz i truly understand him n trust him. but the only thing is that he's going too far in making friends by exchanging numbers n talking like she is his new gf wen im nt dere. but i know u didnt mean it that way honey but it seems to work out that way. i dun wana say bout this matter again to u cuz ive said it once n will neva say it twice. it depends on urself to decide what is right n wrong. i dun wan everybody else outside to think that im such a bossy n want my bf to be only mine. no friends nothing at all. no relationship or friendship after us. i dont want that to hapen cuz im not.all i ask u to do is to stop contacting her be it msn, friendster or thru hp. i know its hard for u on msn n friendster. i truly know n dats e reason y ur doing it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dear readers; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm fucking shedding my tears now thinking bout him when he's at work now making coffees. all i'll do now is just to sit back n let everything flow by nature. if nothing goes wrong i &amp;amp; him will stay long if not u guys know what will happen. i dont know whether im oding the right thing.u guys decide aite. u guys do know that i love him such n im being so random rite now. i know. i'll stop here. blah!.lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/R-nXyYmX9YI/AAAAAAAAAB4/a8Ktd_Lzras/s1600-h/m_95b04dba0d176d416a98010dd050f8c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181910106863302018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/R-nXyYmX9YI/AAAAAAAAAB4/a8Ktd_Lzras/s200/m_95b04dba0d176d416a98010dd050f8c5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/R-nXyomX9ZI/AAAAAAAAACA/i3zo2m58Y5s/s1600-h/m_cda203b4a456fba1e16a23605406bed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181910111158269330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/R-nXyomX9ZI/AAAAAAAAACA/i3zo2m58Y5s/s200/m_cda203b4a456fba1e16a23605406bed2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/R-nXy4mX9aI/AAAAAAAAACI/ATlYLFSTVbE/s1600-h/m_d338f5564e6a95526dff094bace1d633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181910115453236642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/R-nXy4mX9aI/AAAAAAAAACI/ATlYLFSTVbE/s200/m_d338f5564e6a95526dff094bace1d633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/R-nXy4mX9bI/AAAAAAAAACQ/TbYAFbTDLDM/s1600-h/m_a28c144538c929b6e1d9a6650c9be344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181910115453236658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/R-nXy4mX9bI/AAAAAAAAACQ/TbYAFbTDLDM/s200/m_a28c144538c929b6e1d9a6650c9be344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-6589228378061179331?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/6589228378061179331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=6589228378061179331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/6589228378061179331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/6589228378061179331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-psychedsucking-on-yaw.html' title='im psyched.sucking on yaw.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/R-nXyImX9XI/AAAAAAAAABw/zzBjzHcZ6jk/s72-c/m_1f752532db83317513a02cd8cace0c31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-6654347660537425789</id><published>2008-03-25T12:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T13:37:52.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misery loves its company.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey buddies.didnt blog yesterday cuz were extremely busy with somethings which are not important or even slightly important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yesterday in the morning, i was rotting my life at home playing with my babyboy till 3pm when i have to get ready for my practical training at BBDC. guess what??..i made it to the next course yaw!. weee~... i didnt even fall when doing the course unlike somebody who told me that he fall beore i went for the course and he was freaking me out when he told me that. but i succeed indeed with flying engines. haha wana know who the boy is!!??!!..its &lt;big&gt;SUHAIMI&lt;/big&gt;.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then right after my training has ended i went home n went out again at 8pm to meet boify. went to cut his hair at his place n it was fun cutting his hair which i had done for the past months since we're together. syafiq was there to. well as for syafiq, he was a lil down bout his personal realtionship with his lady of course. but we did have fun chit chatting n slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, this is my babyboy which i mentioned just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181543896476808530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/R-iKuImX9VI/AAAAAAAAABg/Y05tr2ddBj8/s200/abc.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181544854254515554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/R-iLl4mX9WI/AAAAAAAAABo/GqMHAc9ogGU/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for today, nothing much but just to work at 6pm later. gota be fun i guess. well i should say it got to be fun!. teehee. dats all for now. toodles loveliest readers!. *winks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-6654347660537425789?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/6654347660537425789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=6654347660537425789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/6654347660537425789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/6654347660537425789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2008/03/misery-loves-its-company.html' title='misery loves its company.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/R-iKuImX9VI/AAAAAAAAABg/Y05tr2ddBj8/s72-c/abc.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-6973139566245555933</id><published>2008-03-24T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T14:23:44.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god dammit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='u misunderstood everything.'/><title type='text'>On &amp; On..Reckless abandon.</title><content type='html'>holla readers. well, i just woke up from my beautiful, wonderful &amp;amp; of course meaningless dreams.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a kinda fun but tiring day for me.went out to marina square and picked him up from work &amp;amp; went to have our lunch at the food court.hey! u guys should try &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NASI IKAN BAWAL PENYET&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. its e fuckingly sex n its such a turn on!. damn nice n delicious &amp;amp; finger licking good u see. i should take pictures of it &amp;amp; post it.you guys will get hook up with it just like i did n still doing it. my mind was like telling me to grab one of the kitchen staff &amp;amp; bring her back home &amp;amp; cook for me the dish everyday. &amp;amp; when i got sick n tired of it then i'll return her back. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought of not watching movie  cuz we're short of money &amp;amp; we only got like $20 to last in 2 weeks n as for me 3weeks.but wth!.we're movie addicts n we went cineleisure to watch 'The Spiderwick Chronicles'. awesome movie i tell u. haha hell dat was a great show. went back home straight after e movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, there goes my moody moments n sicky moments when something happened.its really bad n i broke down debating of somethings that have to be cleared out to somebody. it was a heartpain &amp;amp; annoying moment for me. well, i shouldnt say more as its not supposed to be said down here.well, gota go for my practical training or i'll be damn late n waste my freaking money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go, tune in tmr same time same plc on channel rinalahsey.=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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abandon.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-375506521928691563</id><published>2008-03-23T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T13:59:09.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goddamn it!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;UNDER CONSTRUCTION!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UNDER CONSTRUCTION!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UNDER CONSTRUCTION!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UNDER CONSTRUCTION!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-375506521928691563?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/375506521928691563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=375506521928691563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/375506521928691563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/375506521928691563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2008/03/goddamn-it.html' title='goddamn it!.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-4733593031604589369</id><published>2008-03-22T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T16:43:19.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lasagna is e sex.'/><title type='text'>your heart my hand.</title><content type='html'>hi-5 stardust!.its been effing long time since ive updated and here i am updating after tons n tons of request.i guess my storied are interesting hah.blah!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anw, im feeling fine and neva felt better for most.life's been kinda sucky n boring when ur in e process of taking ur bike license which i am doing right now.money are tight at all times time were very short n stingy.but im fine with that.i mean like most people say u have to sacrifice somethings f u really want to achieve somethings rite?.i guess e answer should be a yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some of u who didnt know that i've already quitted working in coffee bean for quite some time already, i'm xurrently working in NYDC outside heeren.check me out same time same place on channel rinalahsey.ahahaha crap bitch!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my school frens.be it from primary,secondary or ite.wth!.i especially miss my loveliest darling nurul shaheda e biggest suckiest bitch ever in my life.wakakaa.mind my language.huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..ali?..my bf?..we're still together and still going strong.times are hard now so we didnt get along like we do in e past cuz school's are over and we're busy with our own things but e heart and soul to each other will always be e same.ceywahh!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell u e reason why im updating my blog.its just because there's net in my room's com!!..wakaka shits written aite loveliest readers.tune on tmr aite.vroooommmm!!.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-4733593031604589369?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/4733593031604589369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=4733593031604589369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4733593031604589369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4733593031604589369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2008/03/your-heart-my-hand.html' title='your heart my hand.'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-8451284745491035514</id><published>2007-10-23T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T17:02:17.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey hey...its been ages since ive blogged..im busy n hell yeah im lazy these months n days n weeks n hours n minutes to do tis kind of tings..wakakka..but due to my frens requests n hell sarcasm im updating rite now..waste my time!..but its okie..i dun mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Firstly, my studies..my studies went well i got 2.6GPA point dats quite enuf for me even if its not enuf i dun really care cuz im changing course nex year to office skills n den accounting..i really wan be an accountant u c!..MATHS ROCK MY SOCKS BIG TIME!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Secondly, my family..my family was great, fantastic, superb, lovely n most of all cool!..BUT my lil sis ruined it all..she didnt came home for tis year hari raya n dat hurt my parents alot..its been weeks n i guez going for a month till today she didnt sleep in tis lovely n warm house..i dun blame on her frens cos its her life n she shud live e right way n do e right tings herself..i mean her frens might be e same n dey even influence her but it depends on her wills rite..wtf!..dats all about my family..idiotic sister!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thridly, love life..been great all along n been beta after our break-up last 2 mths..we understand each other more n had lesser misunderstandings compared to e past..i luv him so bloody hell much!..but more my family!..k merepek!..mestilah tkde dorang tkdelah aku..&amp;amp; oh oh..guess wad!..he brought me to eat SEOUL GARDEN n dat was e first time ive been dere..it was awesome but i managed to eat only a lil cuz im sick n i suffer from sinusitis..find out urself wad kind of illness is dat..but now im fine n healthy not dat healthy but juz healthy..anw, i made e ice kacang for us n it turned out yummy!!..but i didnt finish it bcos of my stupid sinus..but anyhw anyway i had a great time dat day n it was our 1yr 4mths together..thks boy!..ur e best!..sum pics taken at SEOUL GARDEN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124450383816629474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Rx20eTyBHOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/O7ON5ubaTCs/s320/DSC00890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124453351639031058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Rx23LDyBHRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tp7D9nF6sdA/s320/DSC00891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Rx2zfTyBHMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-Yuag64Np2A/s1600-h/DSC00890.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124448970772389042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Rx2zMDyBHLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JrkVwCDuM00/s320/DSC00888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ok..lastly i wana post bout hari raya but im lazy to..so nex time yah..tune in next time maebe in three more months..haha nahh..juz kidding..but maebe can be true lah hor..bubye dear diary!.. &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/33737389-8451284745491035514?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/8451284745491035514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=8451284745491035514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/8451284745491035514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/8451284745491035514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey-hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pmidNLcBwd8/Rx20eTyBHOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/O7ON5ubaTCs/s72-c/DSC00890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-2282849879603367690</id><published>2007-01-16T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T11:56:37.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well im back for posting.life's been great and evryting work out fine between me n e surroundings.i got my pay 2 days ago and i 2/4 of my pay spent on food and only $50 spent on my things which is ciggies and a bag.hahaha..food is important u noe.bahh..he says "dun eat too much u fatass.." and i'll go "wth!..i dun care.."...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..been up to a movie on thurs wit bf and his sis and other WM coffee bean baristas.hope dat it will turn out fine and joyful.duhh..im posting craps u c..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my old fwens esp my old fwens on sec sch.those bitches and dimwits on hkss.hahahaha.juz kidding.all those bf &amp; gf of mine.sheesh...miss the old times but i enjoyed e new times dat r happening now cos my babyboy is wit me.tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats it.gota watch tv and get ready for skul.c ya ard peeps..peace out.*smacks head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;    I GOT MY PAY!!!!...GONA EAT LOTS &amp; LOTS OF FOOD!!!..YUMMY!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEN &amp;amp; JERRY'S CHOCHOLATE FUDGE BROWNIE ICE-CREAM PLS!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-252385961984346329</id><published>2006-12-29T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T21:34:44.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bored to death rite now.i gt nuting to blog on.i felt so empty now.tot of going ecp wit dina cos its her bdae but my ezlink had run out of train rides cos i went out before dat to skul and sumwhr else.im sori dina i cnt go.its like my butt is so big n heavy dat im lazy to go anywhr but juz to stay at home n sleep.but nw i fil like a stupid asshole sitting infrnt of the pc blogging wit empty words and phrases.duhhh....omg!..i want my daddy..i want him..but both of dem r werking..wth!..todae is sucha turn-off-home-wrecked-day..bahhhh!!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO SHOPPING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-252385961984346329?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/252385961984346329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=252385961984346329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/252385961984346329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/252385961984346329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-bored-to-death-rite-now.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-5035098513066540091</id><published>2006-12-23T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T17:03:07.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;been up to work, work n more work.holiday mah.got plenty of free time so earn money lor.hehex..met ali at my plc n we went to chill and chit chat while waiting for shida to get ready.headed to bugis at 4 and reach there ard 6 plus cos we went to long john.n guess wad.we were eating den dere's dis malay auntie sat next to us n she was toking on e fone saying dat she's at long john.it goes like "aku kat jon jon nie.dkat jurong east.ape tempat mkn nie jon jon eh ke ape name org putih.name die jon jon.sini ade burger jon jon tak.ni aku nampak org beli burger jon jon nie."hahahaha...it was damn funny u noe.damn dat women.but cute though.&lt;/span&gt;dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;headed to gashaus and waited for shida like for an hour.i tink so.ard dere den went in n a punk band was playing.quite nice songs u noe.&amp;amp; oh oh.dina moshed wit me yesterdae u noe.hahahahahha.its oso bcos she fuckcare bout louis.dammit louis.bahhhh....headed back home at 10.15 cos ali got to go home.and dats e day yesterdae.quite boring yet fun.teehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;going out wit my family laterzzz...weeeeee..family outing is so cooollll....i luv it n i noe u guys do.wahoo..update nex time or maebe new week.hehe..c first lah..wan change my skin uh but duno to wad.hehe..k laters..bye.i miss him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-5035098513066540091?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/5035098513066540091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=5035098513066540091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/5035098513066540091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/5035098513066540091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/12/been-u-p-to-work-work-n-more-work.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-6512091185038309219</id><published>2006-12-15T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T17:26:04.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;its been a long time since i blog.its such a turn off for me to blog u c.well, life's been not up to no good for the moment or forever.idk.been busy working n skuling all day long till today my last day of skul and here i am blogging bout me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his b'dae had passed wen it falls on 10 dec.i was sorry dat i cant spend my time with him cos i have to work and he had an occasion with his family.dat was awful u c.i dun get him even a present cos im empty.im such a useless gal.but juz wana let him noe dat his present will always stay long and it will be my heart.my heart n luv will always be open for him and no matter wad hapens i'll try to give the best shot i can to make u hapi and feel secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im juz feeling down rite now cos my thigh hurts and now i guess my migrain is back in action.i tink so.dah sembuh dtg alek plak.haiz..im juz tinking of wad hapened yesterdae.it was seriously a bitter moment and i felt like giving up on him but i kip on telling my heart stop and my brain dont.i juz luv him.but y muz he do dat.its nt like im nt dere for u.i noe we can solve our own problems and others dun have to noe.its ours and dey dun hav to noe.i juz dun understand.n dat person now push all the blame on me for treating u badly but i dun.im juz being caring cos i do and i luv u.its not dat i like to.and now dat guy dusnt tok to me bcos of dat and i juz dun care but i tink i care and i juz duno.all i noe is us.i only care bout us and i want u to noe dat and always kip dat in ur mind and ur heart.omg!..can sumone help me..pls..im in nid..he's feeling bad rite now but i juz told him he dun hav to cos evriting had hapened and wat's done cannot be undone.i wan boon, me and ali to be back like the past but evriting's seemed not to work out well.i juz cant like say "hi boon!!..wassup?.."i have my own waterface okay!!..if he wans it dat way den i'll give him dat way cos i noe i dun care.i juz dun understand.oh god..pls help me..tears are rolling down my cheeks rite now tinking of wads happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr he'll be going out wit frens and he asked me along n boon will be dere.i really wan to go but i juz cant see boon's face bcos of wad hapened yesterdae.he juz seemed to noe the other side and dat is ali's side n not me.im not treating ali badly cos if i am i wun be with him cos he's my boi and i care alot bout him.u guyz juz dun understand a gal's feelings and thoughts bout being with her boi.oh please..i wana stop crying.i still luv him no matter wad hapens and its the truth..I SWEAR!!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-6512091185038309219?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/6512091185038309219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=6512091185038309219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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orienation.orientation turns out fine but went in late cos i have to wait for another colleague.waliao.not juz late but damn late.bahhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;after dat met him at redhill and zoom we went to skul oreadi.had the basic pneu test and it went fine.a lil of stress up cos my cylinder went out but neva went in.lol.mistakes man mistakes.after skul went wezmall to send him to work and had a short chat and we separate from dere.he went to work and me headed back home.now siiting infront of the com doing nuting but blog..gish..bored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;blogging turns me off really but tis is e only ting dat put away boredom for a few minutes.dats all lah..nuting more to blog.k..thx..bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-2236717456773194784</id><published>2006-11-26T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:24:23.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;went to vivo city today with ali, boon and acit.firstly it was a lil boring but den in the end turns out jzu fine.chit chat alot and ciggies and ciggies and ciggies..played water wit ali for a while and headed home at ard 8pm.damn tired and sleepy but for now i ahve to help my brother to send his resume.wtf!my brother so idiotic he dusnt even noe hw to sen dan e-mail using attaching files.bahhh...but nvm.im sincere to help.haha..mcm phm plak..but behind all these dere's a deal u noe.i help him re-typr, he help me cook to fill up my empty stomach.wakaka..cool huh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;well, tmr i had an oritentation at redhill.job orietation i mean.*smacks head* ali cnt send me dere cos dere's some troubleshooting a home..wakaka..troubleshoot..kk nonsense,,i wana go do re-typing and den eat and den go to slip..urrggghhh...i luv him..wakaka..madness..k..thx..bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-2236717456773194784?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/2236717456773194784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=2236717456773194784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/2236717456773194784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/2236717456773194784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-to-vivo-city-today-with-ali-boon.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-405508102908429713</id><published>2006-11-25T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T22:32:27.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;well..first tingy first i woke up todae, i felt like i miss him so much.mcm 1o tahun tk jumpe.nonsense u noe but im swit i noe.wakaka.mcm phm.met him den he was supposed to go to bugis to mit his parents but den it was cancelled cos his mum had stomache so he went back to mit me again.tok and tok and tok and ciggies and ciggies and ciggies den went back home.had a lil nap and wen tout wit my family to boon keng and i ate sup kambing.yummy!!..finger licking gud!..yeah!!..den went straight back home.and now blogging while chatting wit him.k..dats all..no more kepo-chi reporting shits.im bz wit him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;frens cum n go but pretenders will alwaez stay..fuck dem all..alot of ppl gona die tonite.kk..thx.bye..i luv him..i miss him..frens n pretenders can go n die.dey neva eva lay out a hand.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-405508102908429713?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/405508102908429713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=405508102908429713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/405508102908429713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/405508102908429713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/11/well_25.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-1351611606886306397</id><published>2006-11-25T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T10:27:57.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i fil appreciated n will neva forget his bdae present to me.im soooooo hapi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;i juz miss him for now very much..i wan new fwens but dun wan a new boifren..hapi wit dis one.luv yah..wakaka..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-1351611606886306397?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/1351611606886306397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=1351611606886306397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/1351611606886306397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/1351611606886306397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-fil-appreciated-n-will-neva-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-8185253411005566984</id><published>2006-11-24T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T23:37:03.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;well..today's my bdae n it was awesomely great..went to skul in the morning and den went to hxc gig at gashaus..met dina dere and dere goes me in e dark loud boomed place..wakaka..woah..i do smoke alot todae..muz cut dwn muz cut dwn..ali n dina was planning to give me a surprise which was by giving a dedication thru dina's fren hu's performing but it juz dusnt work out cos dey were short of time..im lucky..if not, all of dem will noe dat it was my bdae and confirm malu..bahh..i went into the moshpit and i was hit on my face it was like ouch..asked dina along but she dun wan cos louis dun allow her..hmph!..so sad my bdae cnt get to mosh wit my bitch..but nvm..dere's alwaez a nex time bebeh..and oh oh..i got bodysurfed..dat was my first time and it was great..i shouted like 'aaarrrgggghhh....' cos im shocked..wakaka..den kip my mouth shut and juz laugh..wakaka..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;went back home ard 10.30 and met ali's dad and siscos dey are sending me back home and it was ali's idea..jantung berdebar sak..waliao..seram gile ehk..his dad really luk like mr nasir..hehex..but he's more gud luking uh..haha..funnny sia..hapi 17th bdae t myself bebeh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;kk..dats all..im tired..wan to slip..thx.bye.i luv him..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-8185253411005566984?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/8185253411005566984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=8185253411005566984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/8185253411005566984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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morning and get to noe i nid to take my typhoid injection for working at coffee bean wit ali's sister..&lt;br /&gt;wednesdae went to skul and went to polyclinic to get my injection and it cost $20 for dat injection and i was like damn scared cos i only felt it twice and dat was in primary skul and believe it or not i dun even hav my bcj injection..wakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell u hw the injection goes..&lt;br /&gt;nurse:ok gal..luk at the bear2 on ur right..&lt;br /&gt;me:huh?..&lt;br /&gt;nex..wee..the needle went into my left arm..omfg!..i was so startled and it was like..i duno wad kind of feeling is dat..hehex..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and juz nw went to skul and heed back home straight cos it was my dad's birthday and tmr is mine!!..going to the hxc gig tomr at gashaus and im nervous and scared..excited oso got..haha..im sure gona get it from dayah and petrina..gish!..update den tmr aitez peeps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k..thx..bye..i luv him..&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-4728651341290098413</id><published>2006-11-19T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T00:47:43.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtf..i lost my hp..im so stupid to lend it to a stranger and dat fucker ran away wit my hp..she tld me she lost her wallet and wanted to borrow my hp to msg so i gave..wad do u expect to tink of wen u have only good intentions which is to help bcos she's old..and wth she took my hp away..nbcb..urgh!... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went out to nus to watch my lil bro perform and they won the most outstanding performance..and guez wat i saw tis one fucker dressed up like a punk kitty and it was damn obvious dat she's a trendy whanker and i felt like smacking her ead and asked her to get a life..she told almost evrione dere that she's a gothic lady..wtf!..but yet she dressed up like a punk..nampak kat lua ludah die nye muke aru tau..haha..the most stupidest kid in the world might not be as stupid as her u c..stupid buffalo..nbcb..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aft nus headed to esplanade..boon and ali practised sum songs n i put in sum effort to help..huhu..it was quite fun and damn boon was crious..wakaka..i gave him the 1st verse u noe..it was cool..haha..juz the 1st verse..had dinner at ljs and headed back home..it was total fun todae..i luv him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2733/4118/320/373922/1443496352_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2733/4118/320/643052/1443497674_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2733/4118/320/743370/DSC00374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;my hair went wrg&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-4728651341290098413?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/4728651341290098413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=4728651341290098413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4728651341290098413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/4728651341290098413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/11/wtf.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-5755801156918855100</id><published>2006-11-12T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:57:17.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;went out wit my sec sch fwens to jln2 attacking ppl hse for hari raya.it was effing fun but it was kinda cocked up wen planning and searching for frens' hse to go to.total up i think we went to 9 houses and it was tiring and oh oh my feet's hurt.dere's blister all over.omg!..damn painful.i ate alot yesterdae.really2 alot.too bad dzuhir was sick and me n bubul were laughing n giggling all our heads out.got to noe sum new fwens which is nasrullah gerlfren named fira.she's swit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;laz hse was syafiq hse and it was awesome!..terrace hse u c.i noe its not a big deal but for us it is.us living in flats going into a terrace hse.its like wow!..me, hafiz n bubul were lie planning to stay in a hse like dat together.fani sia.im lucky cos i get to go to syafiq hse for 2 consecutive years but tis yr w/o suhaimi.he's not free.gish!..well, dats all..we camwhored alot but i onli upload sum pictures.so sori dumbass.im nt as hardworking as u tink.i mish him alot!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2733/4118/320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;1st hse n our miting point..teehee..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2733/4118/320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;i suck alot in tis pic&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2733/4118/320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2733/4118/320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;mcm photoshoot kn..padehal2..haha..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2733/4118/320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;me n bubul..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;k..thx..bye..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-5755801156918855100?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/5755801156918855100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=5755801156918855100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/5755801156918855100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/5755801156918855100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-out-wit-my-sec-sch-fwens-to-jln2.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-116315950132318788</id><published>2006-11-10T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:09.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the feeling to go shopping now really can make me puke.i juz duno what to buy and what shud i do wit dat money.dat was like fuckthubbed.i really nid to go for classes and start from scratch on how to go shopping.*smacks head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...my pay is oreadi ou tbut idk wad to do wit it.i juz duno.tot of buying a pair of shoe and sum tees but it juz dun seem to work wen i got into the shop.im juz a lil confse girl.wakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to catch a movie wit ali the day before yesterdae.although it was a lil cocked up but we still managed to have fun.the convenant was really awesome.and the hero was really hot.hotter den ali.haha..i muz be crazy..well..yesterdae was juz a normal dae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for an interview at al's workplc and the manager told me dat she wil give me a call in 2 or 3 days time.idk lah can get or not.sheesh..im bored rite now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; oh oh..todae is our 5mth anniversary.woohoo..so hapi liao.luv him so much.kay bubye..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-116315950132318788?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-116286218513086960</id><published>2006-11-07T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:08.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life's been up to a test.dere's ups n dwns dat u have to face and patience is the way out to a brighter part of life be it now or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekdaes are juz like normal days but hari raya be it on weekdaes or weekends supposed to be a lil bit different.but to me,its juz the same.my family were not surprised dat its hari raya n neva felt excited bout dat.they only hoped dat it will end faster.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fridae is a totally nonsense day.planned wit him to vivo city to watch moie but cancelled.then,planned to go suntec to handover some tings and dat also was cancelled cos dina called and asked to go to e gig and i went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat gig was effing boring.there were no performance held and i only get to see dat idk band.and oh oh..dat band was like booooo!!!!..it sux big time.tried to tell dina's fren,loius to shut them up before my eardrums burst but think twice its okie juz enjoy the music not their performance.wakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturdae me n classmates went to houses for hari raya visits.dere were only the five of us.me,boon,ali,jasfah and khai.it was effing fun but boring cos we ran out of ideas of where to go and ran out frens who were at home waiting for us to visit them.haiyo.very sien.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-116286218513086960?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116286218513086960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=116286218513086960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/116286218513086960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/116286218513086960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/11/lifes-been-up-to-test.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-116282669273283322</id><published>2006-11-06T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:08.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;life's been hard for me nw..my family went havoc for now.i juz duno wad striked my family n oso me.me n ali r not really going well these days.urgh..i juz duno wad to sae.i tot tis mth will be the most happiest mth ever but tis mth is not for me tis year..it totally went wrg.i felt insecure, unsatisfied and sad all the time.if these beautiful waters flowing down my cheek can have the chance to talk me, they'll say,please stop wasting my friends.sheesh.i nid a break.i cant just hold on like dis.only a fool can do so.wad's so hard between me n him?i juz dun understand.isit really the time for us to go separate ways?but i dun wan tis to hapen.i noe he dun wan too but i juz duno whether im really for him or juz a fool dumbass.dats all.bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-116282669273283322?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116282669273283322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=116282669273283322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/116282669273283322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/116282669273283322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/11/lifes-been-hard-for-me-nw_06.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-116143803822295347</id><published>2006-10-21T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:08.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well..got fired from stupid job readi..nw free like a bird and easy as abc..e most favourite part of the year is around the corner n im sure evribody out dere busy preparing for hari raya..well, as for me n my family, we dun really do dat much for now cos all of us are busy wit our own things like skuling n working..gona do major spring cleaning frist thing tmr morning..wakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as days pass by, im stone-hearted and felt hatred towards my sister..u dun wana noe y n i tink its no use of me blogging bout it..she's juz a wild animal in tis hse n a pain in the ass..money juz cant rule ur life n dats not e reason for u to be unreasonable and disrespect to anione especially ur parents..w/o dem, u uwn even have a heart n soul to live or even be alive..u stupid fool..get a life n wake up..they r not ur dolls or those fucking robots whom u can shout or fuck ard wit..u'll be better off dead dear sister..&lt;br /&gt;thx.bye..i luv him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-116143803822295347?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116143803822295347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=116143803822295347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/116143803822295347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/116143803822295347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/well.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-116062966071635246</id><published>2006-10-12T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:08.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been busy working these days..work work n more work..had neva been miting him like we alwaes do in e past and neva had an outing wit him or a proper break fasting outing..im so dwn and cant even imagine what we had been doing wen im at work and how he put away all those boredom behind him..im so sorry swthrt but i have to work..i juz cant tell them "hey u faggots..this job sux real bad and i wana quit now.."..im not e big shot there..haha i wish i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we've been together for 4mths plus readi and im really happy for us..although to sum of u freaks out dere think that 4mths is juz a pice of shit but to us its like 4 yrs we've been toghether..haha luv him to bits..i felt closer n more loved by him though..but my job is always blocking us to be together and led our misses out..fuck tis job..im gona grab my 1st pay and there i go out at the woods looking for my luv one n run for my life..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPI 4TH ANN. TO U SWTHRT!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;skuls starting nex week and i wan it fast..i wan all e joy back and happiness and and craziness in us at skul..wakaka skul come quick and save my life from those evil faggots at carrefour who always want m to work..muaxx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thx..bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-116062966071635246?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116062966071635246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=116062966071635246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/116062966071635246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/116062966071635246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/10/been-busy-working-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-116002709828696698</id><published>2006-10-05T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:08.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;juz got my new job at carrefour..went for orientation and tada! i got my job..nw going under training of cashiering..get to meet my darl..we had fun but not so much fun..i juz nid help on controlling my emotions..the path filled wit butterflies had faded and soon disappear e only path nw is only heeding to the graveyard near my grandma..i juz cant afford to blog rite nw..im in no mood..can sumone juz help me get up..pls..thx..bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-116002709828696698?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/116002709828696698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=116002709828696698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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had since yesterdae..we can juz sae it bcos we didnt contact much n we have our own plans..dats so not gona work out for me in e future..i juz cant bear being plain wit him..yesterdae had a one crious conversation..e crystal rain rolled dwn our cheek as we speak our words..fear striked me n stupid wonders bugging me out..will he leave me?..tis question keeps on blinking in my mind w/o e answer..in e end, we get ourselves out n dere we go continuing our luv and bonding it to be stronger n tight..i juz hope dat the day he has to leave me is e dae wen i hale my last breath..thx.bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/Ali%20n%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-115960502931032152?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115960502931032152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=115960502931032152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115960502931032152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115960502931032152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/simplicity-is-e-best-but-being-plain.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-115952008972012082</id><published>2006-09-29T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:07.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>e chain wit him is absolutely fine and filled wit love n joy.its been such a satisfaction for now.we get along well and understand each other for good.but as for now, e chain in old relationships had been so fuckthubbed.ive been feeling left out all this while since i get to noe dat my own closiest had been in bad terms for e past few mths n dey were faded.really far away faded.y am i being left out?..isit bcos im either wit dem all tis while or im not their skulmate n r not cose to dem liek e past?..y muz e both of u in bad terms?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bubul, u just have to face the facts..raida dont need u animore.ive been trying to explain to u yesterdae but u juz dun understand.im nt giving up on our frenship but its written rite infront of our eyes dat we have no more raida.i told u yesterday dat bestfren juz dont exist animore.do u ever tink y i sae dis?..cos sumone out dere had been teaching me sumtings wen i once felt e same ting dat u feel rite nw.i felt insecure n mad wen i found out dat u guys had been keeping secrets from me for e past 4 mths.i had to turn in to him cos he's always dere for me no matter hw far we are.its not my fren but my boi.e one who i neva treat as a bestfren before but only a closie to me.whr were raida wen u suffer all tis while?..she's out dere having fun wit her new frens w/o u..is dat wad u call bestfren?..she have her boi, her family and she's already 18 tis year..she dun need u animore.she dun need bestfren cos she have zul.u feel sad n down nw becos u dun have ur special ones yet.if u had one, u can overcome all tis liek i do rite nw.he said frens cum n go.n dat's e truth.u guys only cum to me wen u guys r hapi but neva cum to me wen ur sad.is dat wad u call bestfren?..bestfren share their dwns and ups together but u guys dun.we only do dat in e past wen we're in secondary school.u guys r still in secondary school dat is e reason u guys feel gold in those frenships but wen u get out of dere n enter e new world n circle of frens, u guys will feel wad i feel for now.bubul, its time for u tink about all dis and be by urself.we cant get raida back.dats e truth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raida,i miss e old u.i miss those tymes wen we laughed, pissing ppl off together n all dat.well, ppl change.im sorry i cant be dere wit u wen u felt lonely w/o bul.im juz living my own life and i noe i had to.i juz cant depend on u guys as i hav my own boy to depend on.u guyz are juz not my besfren animore.i dun have any bestfren animore.im so sorry but i have to.i havent and did not change in any way.its only time dat change.u n bubul will face the real world n no more bestfren times one day.both of u will feel wad i feel since i left e two of u.one day, its only left with old friendships and close fren.bestfrens are just fairy tales and dark dreams.dey only have happy endings and sad endings dusnt exist.bestfrens are so high school.face it guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:no matter wad u guys will alwaez be in my heart n my happiness.im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atiqa, stop bothering and openning ppl's fantastic past world.all of dat r so last summer.ur juz being a small little kid hu juz learnt hw to tok and does not have aniting else to say but only e past which were thought.because of u fucking motuh, those peeps out dere had lost their luv ones n trust to each other.stop making stupid news n 411 to raida.she's innocent n ur juz a fat bitch going round hong kah sec telling bout bubul's old fairy tales.ur lucky dat im nt ur classmate animore.if not, u'll noe wad hapen.e ting dat hapen to sila which was made by me in our class e past 2 years will hapen to u.ur juz lucky.if not for me to turn bul's mind around for not beating n whacking u up, u'd be sure dead off n ur mouth we'll be getting out of ur face.thank me for dat.well, i guez for now u shud juz shut the fuck up n mind ur own business.stop being a small kid and taking away frens from each other.u can juz share them n be happy together.u juz dun do e rite ting as a teenager turning a young adult.u juz making a success in being a MAKCIK KEPO who sits at e void deck toking bout ppl's ass instead of cooking at home and handling of their own children.u'll get gold for it for sure.got looks but no brain might as well just jump off the lake and be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're shedding tears together n u babbling stupid tings.haiz ur just a piece of shame to the nation.wakaka..urgh..i dun care n i noe u dun care.but i hope one day u'll read tis post n come straight rite up to me n slap me on my face for saeing all dis ting bout u.but u'll noe wad willhapen to u after dat.if one of ur teeth dont drop on the sparkling floor, ur damn lucky.thx.bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I LOVE HIM..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-115952008972012082?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115952008972012082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-115924321051216029</id><published>2006-09-26T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:07.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, i had let my misses out by miting him yesterdae night..it was great and gaylicious..luv him so much..today he's working n fasting..waliao..he'll be tired..hope he's fine..im juz bored..n dere's nuting much to tell about..its juz dat i still cant fast today..its not over yet..haiz..wasted 3 daes readi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh oh..hady won yeah..cool..2 consecutive years won by malay hot peep..but taufik batisah aint dat hot..he's juz a copycat of usher..yucks..but hady is sure hot..but ali's hotter..wakaka no matter wad he's hotter den anione else..inmy eyes i mean..haha i dun care bout others and u dun care too..huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god..i luv him so much..thx.bubye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-115924321051216029?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115924321051216029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=115924321051216029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115924321051216029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115924321051216029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-i-had-let-my-misses-out-by-miting.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-115913962408805649</id><published>2006-09-25T07:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:07.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cant get my eyes shut to sleep..haiz duno y..sumtings had been bugging inmy mind but i dun hav e answer to myself..he had explained to me everything but my head kips on working n cant get me to rest..woah..i need a break..i wana sleep..he wans me to sleep..but i juz xant get to sleep..i duno y..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, today's e 2nd day of the fasting mth..n im nt fasting again due to gerl's prob..haiz wasted two days of e mth..i miss him so much!!!....i feel like waking him up, take a ride n get to his place..knock on his bedroom door and hug him and oh oh kiss him as tight as i could..but i cant..i juz cant..i dun care n u dun care too..i still miss him..thx..bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-115913962408805649?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115913962408805649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=115913962408805649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115913962408805649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115913962408805649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/cant-get-my-eyes-shut-to-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-115907041857851662</id><published>2006-09-24T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:07.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hell yeah..back to blog..hmm..life's been totally awesome for me..but im wondering till when it will last..haiz hope dat dere's no ending in happiness..especially tis one dat im goin thru rite nw..woohoo..i loike..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterdae went out wit my swthrt..i had a job interview 1st at Plaza S'pura Carrefour..it went well and e manager or sumting told me dat she will call me on monday morning..ali was quite upset wit me cos if i get dat job, i have to work both weekends till closing..den i wun get to spend time wit him or break our fasting together on weekends..sori dear..i cant..i hav to work..he was really upset wit me cos i dun wana work wit him in e 1st plc at coffee bean..its nt dat i dun wan..i wana work wit him but e problem is..is..i duno..haiz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anw, after dat we went to penni, city hall..bought badges and we proceed to esplanade..as we proceed to get what we need..wakaka kk..back to e story..we camwhore all day and we took like more den 50 pictures..i drew tears, shade extension lips and etc on his face..dat was fun..after dat went to coffee bean, westmall to meet his sister and eat free foods free drinks..woohoo..i got to drink &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pure choc&lt;/span&gt;..yummy!..and oh oh..i get to eat &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OREO CHEESECAKE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!it was like so damn yummy..thx to his sis..if i were to hug her n kiss her, i'll surely do dat bcos of dat pure choc n wonderful cheesecake..wakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after dat went hm and got back to him at his plc..he went to fasting prayers(terawih) and i went hm to change sumtings but i cant cos e ting was not dere wen i reached hm..haiz so he had to bring dat ting for me..haha so funny..den we went chilling wit his fwen..dats all for today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i had great fun wit him all day long...luv him so much..and oh oh..wait..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterdae wen its time for me to go home, he sent me to e busstop..he hugged me..dat hug was like so tight and comfy..it filled wit so much love n tender..i really fill e luv dat we had for each other n he told me dat he can cry wen hugging me..aint dat sweet..he muz be emo..!!haha well, i luv him so much for sure..he's like very different from e other guys i had before..he's very special and he have his own way of living, own way of taking care of me,ow way of luving me and e wae he treat me is very different from e other guys who treat me before..omfg..i luv him so much..much muh more den choco milk..wakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-115907041857851662?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115907041857851662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=115907041857851662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115907041857851662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115907041857851662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hell-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-115866077519358845</id><published>2006-09-19T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:07.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>halu..back to blog..hav not been blogging for a few daez readi..well, life's being so greatful and filled wit happiness and joy..be it wit him or my family..its been &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3mths&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; plus we're together and we had gone thru alot 2getha..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, sadness n oso difficulties dat striked either one of us or e both of us..having him in life is so much a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..ive alwaez seen the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;brightest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; path in life wen he's ard n be by my side..i woke up wit e widest smile n e sparkling light shining bright at me wen i heard &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he's fine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..evritime wen we're together, we &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laughed n had the joyful moments all day long w/o tinking bout e sadness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..eventhough we did &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;fought n quarrel&lt;/span&gt; bout sum tingy but our luv to each other had &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;neva n will neva fade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..i had n will shed tears for him n e sadness we've gone or going thru cos i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;luv, care n bother to do so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..it dusnt matter of pain or suffer, but i will still n will do aniting juz for e both us to be&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hapi n together till eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if god is willingly to let us be..i'll swear to god and can be damn sure dat if the day cums dat he has to leave me, dats e end of my happiness and brightness of life..i'll be the most unhappiest, unluckiest, insecure, incomplete, stupidest, hopeless and evriting dat is negative girl in the whole wide world..i pray and hope dat every second, every minute, every hour he's fine, secure n happy wit wad he do, go n hav..it'll stab me right thru my heart to see him in sadness, anger and pain..im very sory swithrt cos im not perfect and cnt be wad u wan me to be but i'll make damn sure dat my luv for u will be perfect n fine..it will alwaez be in dat way n will neva change cos u stole my heart away and i dun want it back but i juz wan it to juz stay wit u for as long as we can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s: i love you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/1600/DSC00086%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/1600/DSC00095.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;kecikadeez~....~ 10062006 ~....~zulilelalelo&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-115866077519358845?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115866077519358845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=115866077519358845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115866077519358845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115866077519358845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/halu_19.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-115837840888568218</id><published>2006-09-16T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:07.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams r over n nw having my holidae readi..its quite boring wen holidae cos dere's nuting much to do at home..n sumore im nt working..woah..damn boring..but wen its skul time, im lazy to go to class cos e teachers r like fuck..all of dem r craps..buti still have to go cos im e one taking e exam not dem rite..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, yesterdae mit my swithrt..he told me dat i got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6/30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for my electronics devices subject exam..i failed..fuck man..my dad's gona kill me..he likes to put high hopes on me..dats not good rite..i may make him hapi ni may disappoint him..but nw i disappoint him..nvm, gona try my very best n get better results for e nex exam..nw i want to noe my digital electronics exam results..if i fail badly for tis exam, im sure gona cry like fuck cos i studied very hard for tis exam..i mean i spent 2/4 of my day on studying tis subject..damn tiring u noe buti still have to study cos i noe e exams is ard e corner..haiz..i dun wana fail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, yesterdae wit my swthrt was so much fun..we laughed our head out n he had fully recovered..thank god..alhamdullilah..im so hapi..we went to eat at Enaq n i sent him home..hehe i wana spend more time wit him so send him back lor..i noe its weird for a gal to send his boi back home but i dun care..it cant be alwaez him to send him home cos its not fair..he's tired n he got to reach home fast n take a rest..i mean we need to be fair..anw, my ezlink is in conceesion pass so i dun mind..taking turns to send each other home is way too cool..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n oh oh..my brother's lil princess had been delivered on 14th of tis mth at 12:47pm..haha he called me in e morning but i was having my exam so i cant pick up e fone..n in e afternoon went i got home, my brother came back n told me dat my sis-in-law had delivered e baby..i den went to get changed n say i wana go to e hospital now..den all of us went to e hospital..woohoo..dat was cool..as soon as we arrived at NUH, me n my brother went straight to the nursery n asked for lil princess but e nurse said she's not dere but wit her mum indeed..went to kak lina's ward n dere she is figgitng in e white cloth wrapped on her..haha so cute and and she got thick hair..we did camwhore in e hospital u noe..it was fun n wen i hold e baby to take pics, i was scared cos she was damn light n im scared it wud fall or sumting..but im confident enuf to hold e baby..i gota be damn extra careful..haha..n dats it lah..lazy to blog further..back other tyme aite..toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-115837840888568218?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115837840888568218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=115837840888568218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115837840888568218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115837840888568218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/exams-r-over-n-nw-having-my-holidae.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-115815416018747488</id><published>2006-09-13T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:07.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tmr is my 1st exam in ite..studied a lil but now cant study animore cos nuting can be stored for now..haiz..hope can do my very best tmr..i dun wana fail..nobody wans to fail rite..only stupid n foolish ppl wans to fail..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, ali is back as per normal..he had recovered n we're back as per normal..huhu so nice n good..haha thx to god man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lazy to blog further..bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-115815416018747488?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-115794258423812288</id><published>2006-09-11T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:07.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>e inspiraton to blog is still not dere..i duno y..maebe its bcos of the worries n probs i hav..c'mon..i nid a break..my boi is still sick n im damn woried..he's been sick for almost a week..woah..oh god..pls get ali well soon..i beg of u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae me n my family went out to send my sis to work at suntec city..after dat we went to city hall(esplanade) and we camwhore unless my mum who's having asthma n she juz stay inside e car..it was great..but for sure i mish ali at dat time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, yesterdae its our 3rd mth together..n we didnt get to be together at dat time cos hes sick..we cudnt mit n cudnt tok on e fone cos of his throat infection..haiz..but nvm..i dun blame him to be sick cos it cums n go wen dey wan to.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;hapi 3rd ann. to u swthrt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/200/DSC00172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;@ tanjong pagar railway..went to hav lunch dere b4 sending my sis to work..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/1600/P1070192.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/200/P1070192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/1600/P1070193.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/200/P1070193.0.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/1600/P1070197.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/200/P1070197.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/1600/P1070203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/200/P1070203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/1600/P1070210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/200/P1070210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/1600/P1070206.jpg"&gt;    &lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/200/P1070206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/1600/P1070200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/200/P1070200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;cooL hah..dats it..Ciaoz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/1600/P1070193.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-115794258423812288?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115794258423812288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=115794258423812288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115794258423812288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115794258423812288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/e-inspiraton-to-blog-is-still-not-dere.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-115783623688739875</id><published>2006-09-10T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:06.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow..its gona be 5 in the morning n im still awake..i duno y..anw, sori didnt updat for e past 2 daes..lazy to blog..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,on friday ali went to skul and i was like damn hapi cos he's going back to skul n confirm kecoh..haha but den he's still sick so not dat kecoh..but at least he did turn up..saturday went to study wit ali at his plc..we didnt study dat much cos ali nid to go home cos its either he had to or he's temperature rise again..i was like awww...hes going back so fast..my misses havent even healed yet and he had to go..but den i cant say aniting cos its his choice..its impossible for me to ask him to stay..i cant do dat..its his life not mine..rite?..haiz..den after dat went to eat ard 11 pm wit my family and we went to mustafa centre..be back home at ard 2 going to 3 n nw im awake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah..wana noe wad?..today's my 3rd mth wit ali..we had gone tis far and im proud..i luv him so much..he's like evritink..my life is so much happier and at ease wen he's dere wit me or in my heart..omg!..tis is so i loike..hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-115783623688739875?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115783623688739875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=115783623688739875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115783623688739875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115783623688739875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-115763837627187470</id><published>2006-09-07T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:06.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.. im back..&lt;br /&gt;im feeling damn angry and pissed off rite nw.. wana noe y?.. my lil fu**ing sis really get on my nerves.. i mean wad's her motive of not coming back home for 3 solid days?.. she's only 14.. i noe dat wen im 14 i hav bad attitude and like a lil slut outside but i dun wan her to become like me cos i care n luv her.. but does she ever tink of dat?.. she often tinks dat i hate her e most but behind those words, i scolded her n kips on bugging her out by asking question and giving her curfews because i care for her and dun wan her to be in trouble.. both of us r not like e past whr we slip together and laugh our head out together.. she's completely different nw and i hate her nw.. wad's wrg wit her?.. does she hav any probs or sumting?.. wad does she really want?.. freedom?.. me and my family had given her enuf freedom for all i noe but she was e one who dusnt noe hw to treasure her freedom.. im trying my best to pull her to the correct path but she keeps on following her frens path.. im not saying dat i have a good attitude..i myself once get into her situation and i myself noe hw she feels.. i tried my best to make her hapi and often stay at home wit family and spend our time together but she dun even tink of our family.. wen she feels like going home, she'll appear.. its been few weeks n mths i've been thru all dis and seeing my lil sis walking and following e wrong path.. i had enuf.. i cant stand this.. i cant stand luking n scolding her almost evryday.. for all i care, she's my sis and i hav e right to do all this.. rite?.. if not me hu else?.. my 1st bro are always busy wit his family.. my 2nd bro busy wit his work and he had already given up on my lil sis cos he dun even care.. my sis often work n went out wit his guy.. so its left wit me n my lil bro.. my lil bro of course cant take care of her cos he's only in primary 5 and he dusnt noe a single ting.. its only me.. but y cant she listen to me.. if she were to listen to me, it will only be carried out for 2 or 3 days.. after dat he fuc*king bad attotude cums again.. n wen dat strike her, my whole family went wild and i was e one who will get a scolding for not taking care of her and not concerning bout her.. but wad bout all those questions dat i asked her?.. wtf!!.. im doing my very best and she dun even tink of wad im feeling rite nw.. i juz had a quarrel wit her and i nagged at her.. she's becoming from bad to worse.. sumone!! pls help me!! wad shud i do.. im all tensed up and blank dwn here.. i dun wan tis to go on.. i dun wan her to be felt left out and she dusnt even have any privilege in this hse for all hu cares she likes going out and dun even bother about wad hapens to our family.. omg!.. pls help me.. i cant stand this.. y muz i always be the one hu get a scolding bout sumone else?.. everyday i shed tears bcos of a scolding whch are not related to me.. everyday i feel e frustration inmy heat bout my sis and my family.. dats it.. i cant go on.. e more i blog, e more tears keep on rolling down my cheek.. i nid help..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-115763837627187470?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115763837627187470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=115763837627187470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115763837627187470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115763837627187470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-115763386670781518</id><published>2006-09-07T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:06.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>halu.. juz updated my blog n change my skin which is created by my bestie dina.. using tis skin only temporary cos i hate green n i use this skin bcos of her.. ur lucky dina.. muahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday n today were such a plain day for me in skul.. dere's not much laughter, fun n joy cos ali was not dere.. he was sick.. n still sick.. n nw.. my head is spinning like a spinner with full speed.. i felt like shouting my head out for help but i cant cos i duno where to start shouting.. i was so weak and feeling so dead.. i nid sum happiness and madness to bring me to life back.. i nid sumone to bring me all dat.. i nid him!!.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats it.. im lazy to blog further.. my heart says continue typing but my head says stop.. k im outz.. bubye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-115763386670781518?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115763386670781518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=115763386670781518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115763386670781518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115763386670781518'/><link rel='alternate' 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went straight to class and did sum stupid survey n we girls in e class took sum pictures in class.. den played tic tac toe game wit dayah.. haha.. its cool.. ali's still sick today.. its been 3 days he's been sick.. im damn woried.. but juz nw, he said he's ok.. we laughed our heads out in the bus juz nw.. we sang stupid song and had alot of fun chatting and blabbing craps.. haha alight 4rm e bus n i went to meet my lil bro n dad to have dinner.. den, saw my old slackmates and chat a lil while wit dem while my dad chat wit his old fwen..cool huh.. den followed my dad's fwen to NTU.. it was damn fu**ing big.. wow.. haha.. great time man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. till here.. i wana sleep.. oh god!! im sick!! been coughing n having flu.. i hate dis man.. duh.. i dun wana eat panadol.. it dusnt do me good cos i wun eat.. IM SCARED OF MEDICINE.. if i were to go to a war and my enemy gave me panadols, within minutes i surrender.. muahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/200/05-09-06_1700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/200/05-09-06_1631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/200/05-09-06_1629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;**i set my friends on fire&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;~*~ e onli gerls in our class~*~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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hapenned as per normal..but e only thing dat was different today was that ali is sick..really sick but we still had fun and laughed alot today..after lesson finished, we went straight home..and i tot dat he'll be alighting at j.e but i was wrg..he went straight home..really straight..i was so foolish dat i didnt send him back cos he was sick..i was so stupid..i was thinking dat wad if aniting happened to him when his walking back?..he's alone at dat time..who will help him?..and if dat happens i'll blame myself for it for not taking care of him..haiz..im so sorry dear..haiyo..i hope he'll get well soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wana noe wad?..im feeling giddy and weak..i tink im gona be sick..omg!..i dun wan to be sick..i dun wan him to wory..okok..i tink i'll keep it from him dat im sick..dat will notmake him wory..ya..dats rite..hw clever am i..but i lied to him..oh no..nvm..as long as he's not wory and i dun trouble him..but wad if he finds out?..he wun..i tink so..haiz..im sori By..i lied to u..i had to..i dun wan to wori and trouble u..hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kk..dats it for now..gota get some rest before it gets worse..bubye..blog again nex time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;toodles~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-115736105093699147?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115736105093699147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=115736105093699147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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went to a wedding celebration at jrg west near ali's hse..ard dere lah..it was so boring and i have to wear high heels and baju kurung..those heels dat i was using was so damn tight and uncomfortable but i have to bear wit it..the only ting dat is fun bout dat wedding is the food..the foods there were so delicious..haha i loike!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;anw, my darls is sick..really sick..he's having high fever..u see wad i mean..dats y i dun like him to work too much..haiz..i dun get too meet him today cos he's sick..i dun wan him to be out as his sickness may get worsen..i want him to recover fast not making things worse..hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;tmr skuling at 10..gota wake up at 8 and wake him up..anw, he bought a new game on his psp..i can play his game..woohoo..tis is fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dats all for now..im lazy to blog further..tata =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Im new to tis blogger. Well, it seems dat tis tingy here is now my 'online buddy'. I mean i've been writing all tragedies and stories bout my evryday life in my diary and im sick and tired of writing in it evryday.  So, this is it. My new buddy here. Guez i'll say a big Hello to u dear blogger. Muahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, where shud i start. Maybe i'll start wit introducing myself to u dear blogger. Im known wit e name of Kecik or ina. Im 16 going 17 tiz year.  wow.. i felt like im old. haha.. i mean im grown up. i cant believe it. time went by so fast and i felt like im old enuf but im not dat matured or even not yet matured cos its only e number 17 of my life. i dun even get to buy my own ciggarette at e 7-11 store. im still a teenager rite..yeah a teenager..i still can enjoy my life to the fullest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dun understand why those kids these days like to make such a big fuss bout themselves..i mean i myself really want to stay young but dem..omg!..they r trying their best to look matured and old with all those yucks clothes and make-ups..im crious..i mean they're only below 18..u dun have to be like dat or those baby prostitutes to enjoy life or to live in dis world..bout those girls out dere..u dun have to be a matured kid to attract guys..u see..having ur natural beauty and being urself is so much attracting and fun..oh yah..btw, having ur life partner is oso not important at ur age..so beat it..dun be too flirty or acting liek you guys r sumhw sumkind of  'big sis' walking on the street..u guys r juz piece of shit following up those adults wen ur mind inside there is still a kid playing with those toys and walking on those strollers..u guys do get onmy nerves.. men or rather boys out dere..u guys r exactly the same as those baby prostitutes out dere..stop all those craps and trying to be matured kind of tinking..u guys have a lot to njoy out dere..i mean like going out playing soccer or games..its so much fun den handling girls rite..i mean u guys be hurt bcos of stupid flirty girls and fighting for girls and etc wen ur young..its not worth it u noe..u can fall in luv but onliif ur crious..u get wad i mean..yeah..so..kids out dere or fake adults out dere..GET A LIFE AITE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okie bloggy fwen..im signing out rite now..gota eat my lunch..im so dead hungry..*wink*reporting to u nex time aite..bubye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crapiest Luv,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kecik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33737389-115717154652386847?l=paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/feeds/115717154652386847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33737389&amp;postID=115717154652386847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115717154652386847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33737389/posts/default/115717154652386847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperheart-kecikadeez.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-new.html' title='Its new'/><author><name>PaperHeart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13756598793166305841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/320/DSC00047%20copy.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33737389.post-115717021611040044</id><published>2006-09-02T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:08:05.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4638/3708/1600/DSC00047%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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