<?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-1962449956519673460</id><updated>2012-01-14T22:31:28.035-08:00</updated><category term='kekuatanku adalah kamu dan harapan'/><category term='half hearted'/><category term='LARI LARI lari~'/><category term='lifestyle~'/><category term='Dalam Palung Hati~'/><category term='its the best'/><category term='Sakitnye~'/><category term='adalah kamu'/><category term='Fall for you'/><category term='Tak pernah mahu begini~'/><category term='friends in need'/><category term='move on'/><category term='FORGET U'/><category term='aku yakin apa yang ku rasa ini adalah cinta'/><category term='anak muridku~'/><category term='tinggal dalam kenangan'/><category term='Last Day Of 2010 with wiShList'/><category term='long for you~'/><category term='Long Distance Relationship'/><category term='Kunci Hati'/><category term='kecelaruan'/><title type='text'>oBsesSion wiTh w0RdS &amp; LifE</title><subtitle type='html'>words spoken shows personality</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-2565508520681404016</id><published>2012-01-14T22:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T22:31:28.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST JOKES</title><content type='html'>1. Regular naps prevent old age, especially if you take them while driving. (My personal favorite funny quotes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Having one child makes you a parent; having two you are a referee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right and the other is the husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I believe we should all pay our tax with a smile. I tried - but they wanted cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Don't feel bad. A lot of people have no talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't marry the person you want to live with, marry the one you cannot live without, but whatever you do, you'll regret it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You can't buy love, but you pay heavily for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Bad officials are elected by good citizens who do not vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Laziness is nothing more than the habit of resting before you get tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Marriage is give and take. You'd better give it to her or she will take it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. My wife and I always compromise. I admit I'm wrong and she agrees with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Those who can't laugh at themselves leave the job to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Ladies first. Pretty ladies sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You are getting old when you enjoy remembering things more than doing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. It doesn't matter how often a married man changes his job, he still ends up with the same boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Saving is the best thing. Especially when your parents have done it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. It's funny when people discuss Love Marriage vs Arranged. It's like asking someone, if suicide is better or being murdered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. There is only one perfect child in the world and every mother has it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. It is no exaggeration to say that the undecided could go one way or&lt;br /&gt;another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-2565508520681404016?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/2565508520681404016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=2565508520681404016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2565508520681404016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2565508520681404016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-5532892377114036831</id><published>2011-09-13T22:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:46:22.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sakitnye~'/><title type='text'>Ya Allah</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tak pernah kusangka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku merasakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rindu yang begitu hebat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saat kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak lagi ada disampingku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak pernah kusangka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hati ku terbakar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saat aku dengar kamu sebut namanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan saat kamu bersamanya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ya Allah ya Tuhanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku mohon kepadamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masukkan aku ke dalam lubuk hatinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buatlah dia cinta kepadaku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tak pernah kusangka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku patah hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saat kamu mau pergi meninggalkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku yang selalu cinta kamu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tak pernah kusangka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perih yang kurasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebesar rasa yang kurasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silih berganti tangis dan tawa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ya Allah ya Tuhanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku mohon kepadamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buatlah dia menjadi kekasihku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadikan dia milikku selamanya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-4109350882687496239</id><published>2011-09-13T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:47:10.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adalah kamu'/><title type='text'>CINTA MATI KU</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Kamu tak ‘kan pernah mendapatkan cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta seperti yang aku berikan kepada kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu nanti pasti ‘kan menyadarinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat aku tak lagi ada&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kamu tak ‘kan pernah tahu betapa aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memuja kamu seperti ku memuja dewa cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu nanti pasti ‘kan menyadarinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat aku tak lagi ada&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cinta ini cinta yang tak perlu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendapatkan balasan cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meski hatiku perih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menahan cinta yang terluka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta yang buatku bertahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasti ada air mata&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kamu tak ‘kan pernah tahu betapa aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memuja kamu seperti ku memuja dewa cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu nanti pasti ‘kan menyadarinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat aku tak lagi ada&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cinta ini cinta yang tak perlu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendapatkan balasan cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meski hatiku perih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menahan cinta yang terluka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta yang buatku luka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta yang buatku bertahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meski ada air mata&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cinta ini cinta yang tak ‘kan tergantikan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta ini cinta yang tak ‘kan tergantikan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inilah satu-satunya cinta yang tak perlu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendapatkan balasan cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meski hatiku perih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menahan cinta yang terluka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta yang buatku luka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta yang buatku bertahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meski ada air mata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meski ada air mata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meski ada air mata&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-4109350882687496239?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/4109350882687496239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=4109350882687496239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/4109350882687496239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/4109350882687496239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2011/09/cinta-mati-ku.html' title='CINTA MATI KU'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-4586536846749912211</id><published>2011-08-17T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T06:56:18.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FORGET U'/><title type='text'>You Dont Know</title><content type='html'>Dont you know..&lt;div&gt;this song is about u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont you know.. what im missing is u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss u so damn much..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont u know, this heart still beats for u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's becoz u dont care..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wont tell u coz u dont care..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wont tell u coz it's not important for u anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont u know? every single seconds and minutes and hours and day.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i only think of u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no i wont tell u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im being strong..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im trying hard..so hard to be strong..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u xkan paham rasa yg i rasa skung ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mati stiap kali merindu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buntu sebab x tau lagi macam mane nak lupe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u forget..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u forget everything.. but i still lingers in those memories..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes i still do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go fuck every body u want..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wont say anything..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though i die a little everytime..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wont say anything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not because of this ego.. but it just doesnt matter anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-4586536846749912211?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/4586536846749912211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=4586536846749912211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/4586536846749912211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/4586536846749912211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-dont-know.html' title='You Dont Know'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-1927104141005473636</id><published>2011-08-10T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T21:50:34.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='move on'/><title type='text'>Dont Worry</title><content type='html'>I am Sorry for i have hurt u in a bad way.&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry so much that i did what i did.&lt;br /&gt;So now, i am hoping a closure from u.&lt;br /&gt;Did you forgive me, and did you forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my deary,&lt;br /&gt;Love is not what im hoping anymore..&lt;br /&gt;But love is what i still have..&lt;br /&gt;N i know.. will remain..&lt;br /&gt;It is no longer hurting..&lt;br /&gt;But i am still all the time missing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are free now..&lt;br /&gt;And this little bit of space..&lt;br /&gt;gives me happiness..&lt;br /&gt;And i love being with u all along..&lt;br /&gt;just the distance is actually keeping us close..&lt;br /&gt;though not too close.. yet close enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry dear,&lt;br /&gt;even if i fall in love with someone else&lt;br /&gt;i know i still have pieces of you in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I Love you still~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-1927104141005473636?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/1927104141005473636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=1927104141005473636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1927104141005473636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1927104141005473636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2011/08/dont-worry.html' title='Dont Worry'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-654099557467131046</id><published>2011-08-04T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T07:27:25.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOve On</title><content type='html'>i will...one day..&lt;div&gt;since you keep saying that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-654099557467131046?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/654099557467131046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-481441800133990597</id><published>2011-07-21T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T23:08:46.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kunci Hati'/><title type='text'>Penat</title><content type='html'>I remember the times i told someone that i will never fall in love again.. but&lt;br /&gt;Right after that i did..&lt;br /&gt;N the person was you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a zroop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could not let go of the zroop..&lt;br /&gt;i cant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till now..&lt;br /&gt;i still could not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i am tired of your game..&lt;br /&gt;Stop there..&lt;br /&gt;im tired..&lt;br /&gt;please stop...&lt;br /&gt;Hey player..&lt;br /&gt;my heart is not one of your brick..&lt;br /&gt;not for you to glue..&lt;br /&gt;n dismantle when u see something is wrong..&lt;br /&gt;n certainly not for u to break and recycle..&lt;br /&gt;n absolutely not for u to throw away all u want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this zroop become meaningless after time goes by..&lt;br /&gt;thrown away as if it was priceless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau aku x bernilai untuk kamu..&lt;br /&gt;jangan jadikan aku boneka tanpa perasaan..&lt;br /&gt;aku punya hati..&lt;br /&gt;hati aku penuh dengan kamu..&lt;br /&gt;Andai engkau cederakannya..&lt;br /&gt;mungkin juga kamu sendiri akan cedera didalamnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan pegang kunci hatiku lagi..&lt;br /&gt;buang saja..&lt;br /&gt;jangan bukak mangga itu lagi..&lt;br /&gt;biar saja begini..&lt;br /&gt;terkunci..&lt;br /&gt;hilangkan saja kunci itu..&lt;br /&gt;biar tiada siapa menjumpainya lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku penat dipermainkan..&lt;br /&gt;aku penat jadi aku yang x pernah dihargai...&lt;br /&gt;biar saja aku begini..&lt;br /&gt;biar saja aku sendiri.. tanpa siapa2 lagi..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-481441800133990597?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/481441800133990597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=481441800133990597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/481441800133990597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/481441800133990597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2011/07/penat_21.html' title='Penat'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-1694589701750561845</id><published>2011-07-20T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T08:54:58.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku yakin apa yang ku rasa ini adalah cinta'/><title type='text'>Cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least I aM sure of my HeArt. Yet u r stIll tRApped wIth The firmiLiarity.. N im sure that this is LOVE.. yEt my HeART iS  just a TOy and LOVE is just A gAme.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CINTA.. hATIkU mAsih mEriNdU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                               ...AKU masih lagi cINTa...                                                                                                                                                                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-1694589701750561845?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/1694589701750561845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=1694589701750561845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1694589701750561845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1694589701750561845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2011/07/cinta.html' title='Cinta'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-2500954194856492544</id><published>2011-07-14T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T08:00:48.097-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LARI LARI lari~'/><title type='text'>Penat</title><content type='html'>Haih.. Benci nye ngan perasaan ni..&lt;div&gt;Bosan la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-2500954194856492544?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/2500954194856492544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=2500954194856492544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2500954194856492544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2500954194856492544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2011/07/penat.html' title='Penat'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-109471007201146222</id><published>2011-07-12T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T06:57:01.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dalam Palung Hati~'/><title type='text'>Pergilah~</title><content type='html'>Pergilah... Dont be at any corner of my mind..&lt;div&gt;Dont be at any corner of my heart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please go.. Stop walking around in my head..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop beating my heart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go away from my imagination..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go away from the clouds..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stop flowing in my veins..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stop mutating in my soul..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stop filling me with you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-109471007201146222?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/109471007201146222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=109471007201146222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/109471007201146222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/109471007201146222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2011/07/pergilah.html' title='Pergilah~'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-6620853664178553636</id><published>2011-07-12T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T06:49:34.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long for you~'/><title type='text'>Setiap sudut dan Penjuru</title><content type='html'>every corner of my mind, every inches of my body..&lt;div&gt;i just want to say.. i miss saying i love u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and miss you said u love me too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every atom of my body aches..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every inches of my bones aches..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setiap penjuru n sudut.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every corner of the room.. i see you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everywhere.. anywhere.. i feel your presence..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everywhere i go.. u stay in my imagination..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every breath i take.. i smell ur perfumes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every single words i say.. i feel like talking to you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every jokes i laugh at, i look around searching for you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every heart beat.. every steps, each and every atoms of my organ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are aching, missing you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setiap zarah2 dah atom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But whatever that's left.. keep me moving on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every strength that i have relies on that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;each and every moments of this life.. moves coz of it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ur the tsunami..the biggest destroyer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet ur the ocean, the most peaceful place..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even there's nothing left.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i find my peace in you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the everything i can live with..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the everything i cant live without..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-6620853664178553636?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/6620853664178553636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=6620853664178553636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/6620853664178553636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/6620853664178553636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2011/07/setiap-sudut-dan-penjuru.html' title='Setiap sudut dan Penjuru'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-3118558697228280253</id><published>2011-05-19T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T19:21:53.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kekuatanku adalah kamu dan harapan'/><title type='text'>time will tell how every stories would end</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i see.. what ur trying to do.. i see.. n i know it well.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i'll go crazy on my own..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i'll let time flows and tell&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;what is best is clearly in my mind.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;nor my heart wants the opposites..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;but what ur heart wants is not always what u need..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;after a while.. it feels that it is becoming an obligation&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;for me to accept this karma...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i see manipulation..in this karma..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;maybe its fate..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;even i tried to create new memories..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;the old ones keep coming on haunting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;im haunted by ghost of you..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;life is not fair.. not only for me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;yet, going away is not an easy thing to do..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;push me away.. n keep punishing me if you think&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i deserve this.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;patient is my best quality..at the moment..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;giving up is always an option..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;yet.. hope is always around..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;it keeps me stronger each n every single day..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;to wake up with hope..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i build fences and guard around this heart..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;to make sure it will no more break into splinter of glass...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;yet my fences n guard is fragile..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;cause words are powerful..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;stop trying to steal the heart..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;im holding on to words..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;yet the words were not strong enough&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i could drown..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i need actions.. yet i dont have that kind of worth for u to try..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;the things that would break us apart, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;is the thing i wont touch again..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;yet i have my flaws.. careless n immature..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;its the things im trying to trash away..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;yet, that lackingnesses are what u need..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;give me the chance to fill that..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;hoping one day, u could finally see..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;hoping one day, u could finally feel..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;our memories are great.. we were happy..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;we are extraordinary.. we are strong..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;our contradictions are our addictions..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;n we are us..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;only u n me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;though confidence is what i lack of,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;i hopes are the only best strength i have..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;but only time will tell.. how our stories going to end..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-3118558697228280253?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/3118558697228280253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=3118558697228280253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/3118558697228280253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/3118558697228280253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2011/05/time-will-tell-how-every-stories-would.html' title='time will tell how every stories would end'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-5558219305094586370</id><published>2011-01-24T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T02:48:40.702-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tinggal dalam kenangan'/><title type='text'>~ REMINISCING ~</title><content type='html'>i start the lappy then start to browse on the memories in this blog..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my oh my.. its 2011 already... and im almost 24 in a few days to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i go through the burfday wishes from 2 of my frens thru their blogs.. aww.. it was sweet..really!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i've gone through all the old blogs i wrote about 'emo day' and 'teringat' and 'cikgu'... it brings me back there once again.. really.. i miss 2009.. it was the best story line ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talked to B a few days ago and she said that i live in memories..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i said i have nothing else to do rather than sit at home and reminisce.. it triggers me to write this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not that im not happy with my life.. but really im at my downstage since im too adult to have to take care of my own commitments and responsibilities.. i dont like to be an adult.. but its a phase that everyone have to go through.. unless u die young...so im dealing with it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess i grew old too fast.. 24 is already entering adult phase ryte??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i read the 'emo day' entry, i realize how innocent i was back then, how foolish and stupid i was.. i wanted my frens to live me alone and let me choose whoever i want n whatever i need becoz i have rights.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;duh~ u guys are my frens..of u care.. of coz u want to put ur hand in my dirty business.. we were all together...we were young we need consults.. durr~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i should wrote an entry.. sumthing like.. "okay guys, i learn from my mistakes..and  u guys should tell me "i told u so".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well.. i guess i learnt them the hard way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, i read about how in love i was..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean im still in love.. im still the in love girl who is ready to do anything for love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but at that time, i can feel the difference.. on the rushes.. the dissapointment... the missings..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the adrenaline..the passions.. the love.. the newly fresh love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now.. still in love.. just not that innocent type of love nymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only.. full-hearted..devoted..committed..trusted..faith.. and the we-will-go-through-this kind of love love.. but yeah..still in love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then.. i read about the cikgu2 thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was a very weak teacher.. i cant stand the students until i cant wait for the contract to end..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i should be tougher, stronger and strict! i should but i didnt.. but nevermind.. it's another lesson to learn for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n frens, the memories where we were all still together holding strong in my head.. i cant erase it.. it gives me goosebump everytime i think of it.. i can even still smell it..when i close my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--ceyh merapu--.. but.. really i cannot erase.. u can talk to me bout our memories thousands zillions time i would not get bored.. cause it played in my head more than we ever talked about it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same goes to you B.. all in my head like 'slideshow with smells'. if only i could touch them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for still keep our memory book goes on..and on and on...loving each and every single of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im getting bored with my words coz i cant come out with new words due to lack of reading or watching tv's or listening to new songs.. so im going to stop here.. n might only come back after a while.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-5558219305094586370?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/5558219305094586370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=5558219305094586370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/5558219305094586370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/5558219305094586370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2011/01/reminiscing.html' title='~ REMINISCING ~'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-520925491158949481</id><published>2011-01-12T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T04:26:38.818-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends in need'/><title type='text'>Stepping in for a while</title><content type='html'>Have u ever feel so insecure u wish no one knows u at all?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends, they knew me, they really knows who i am. in that case. they dont judge. For all the things i put myself through nowadays they advice but they dont judge because they know me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to my frens, dont ever start.. im loving u guys that way.. Accept me n help me through this down stage..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-520925491158949481?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/520925491158949481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=520925491158949481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/520925491158949481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/520925491158949481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2011/01/stepping-in-for-while.html' title='Stepping in for a while'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-1190894106758444541</id><published>2010-12-30T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:45:38.673-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Last Day Of 2010 with wiShList'/><title type='text'>Farewell to 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sempena hari terakhir pada tahun 2010.... Writes an entry...its gonna be LOOOOONNNGGGG~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year of 2010.. i have learned that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Love can make us feels so high (up in the sky through the sun and moon and stars) and so hurt and down (like zillions feet under through the centre of the earth).. like damn Tsunami..&lt;br /&gt;        a)~so damn beautiful like fireworks, lotsa butterflies, taste like sweets and feels like heaven~&lt;br /&gt;        b)~so damn ugly like death, taste like shit and hurts like hELL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Life is so DaMn unexpected.. One second u'r having a GooD JoB another second, u are jobless and broke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Working is tough.. if you have the kind of bos that is so MCM CIBAI (bkn tempat nak mengutuk lg).. so i will forgive and forget..and will soon found a new Job.. InsyaAllah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. This entry.. will go out to every single one of the person that touches my heart and will live in my memories as long as Forever would end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Of ALL,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;                   Life is tough at this very moment.. But although, thanks a lot for sending me the people that i called Family and Frens that were always there to support me. Thanks for still letting me taste the mesmerizing Laughter's and Happiness through out all the stressful and sad moments.&lt;br /&gt;                  Forgive me for i have a lots of SINS.. I realize and have known that for so long but yet still have not come to the strongest of me to face U as i am ashamed for everything i've done.. But though still, i am SO very thankful for everything that U have shown me through life. Learned so much throughout this year of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;               Forgive me for sometimes have forgotten and be thankful to You that was the only Everlasting Love that anyone could have. Forgive me for all that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;First Wish is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Start to pray and ask for Forgiveness from my Dearest Of All the Mighty Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Familia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;YG PENTING.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MAMA&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Sorry Ma.. if i hurt u for going away from home and come here to live on my own..&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i hate home or the families.. its just that.. i want to be independent.. and learn from my own mistakes through the hard way.. let me experienced that.. after all, experience is the best teacher right? Though... i love u and i miss u a lot.. and really want to see you at this very moment.. and see u smile and hear your long-never ending-speeches.. (HEHEHEHE) I wish i could show this entry to you.. but this blog is too private.. (malu3~)&lt;br /&gt;                Well, soon after i overcome all of my Financial problem, i will find a house and buy a big car for you and the others to come and visit me often enough, so that you will not miss me anymore.. and so will myself.. Please be patient and pray a lot for me.. I really2 do want to make you happy after all that you've been through.~ (sdey3~)&lt;br /&gt;               Ma, thank you for everything.. and thanks for not hating me even i am "SO-THE-VERY" stubborn to leave the house..and staying in the foreign places.. Dont worry about me.. i eat a lot here.. and still healthy enough.. SYUKUR~ walaupun getting fatter each day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Second Wish:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Make my MAMA Happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Third Wish:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;DIET GIK OI!!! KAU YA DAH GEMOK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambungan Secondly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Familia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;BABAH&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Father,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 Bah, I love u.. hehe.. Thanks for the money.. and for the patientness of you for every single time i ask for $.. i promise u too, if i come to the time where all the debts and financial problems are manageable, you will be one of the list for me to give Happiness in terms of $..&lt;br /&gt;                     Other things, i am so thankful to God that u are now living a happy life with a beautiful wife and beautiful daughter and a hENSEM son.. i am sure u had gone through difficult times too as Mama did but maybe in different kind of ways.. well, life was never easy..&lt;br /&gt;                    Though, thanks for not hating me.. and thanks for still be there for me whenever i needed you.. even though we are not living together as normal family did... i still love you for you are my dad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;To &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Uncle&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I dont have much to say not because u dont mean a lot.. just not much stories for me to tell..&lt;br /&gt;So, just a lot of thanks to u after all the years that had gone by and u r still in our life's to support us and be our father and accept us like your own family. Thanks for always be there for Mama through all her ups and downs time and hopefully will last Forever till the end... Please go on and make Mama happy as she had also gone through tough times throughout her single life to take care of us both..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;To &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Eka&lt;/span&gt;!,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Mek tauk tak rindu kmk sambil pelok bebey mlm2 nangis2 nak????? nak??? nak???&lt;br /&gt;          Kejeron x mok madah! Ingga! haha..&lt;br /&gt;Btw, thanks a lot for all the cia's and the unpaid debts.. halalkan jak bah! hahaha.. mun mek berduit klak mek cia ktk ar.. doa mek kaya.. doa byk2.. dpt mek cia ktk..&lt;br /&gt;P/s: make mama happy.. i know she's not happy i left Kuching~&lt;br /&gt;          Btw, i know u miss me...hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;To &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Arman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Man..Rindu kmk x???? Kmk rindu ktk aie.. haha..~ polah lawak.. berkaroke dpn PC lagu T-shirt shontelle sambil rakam video dikpun main gitar.. hahaha.. dahya ingga ngn dikpun..&lt;br /&gt;          huhu.. curi2 msk petang2... nyaman x mek msk?? mesti ktk dh x ingat ow.. haha.. guess what.. i miss home a lot.. bgn aher, n klaie ngn pina..huhu.. mesti kinek tok ktk pdh.. "bila tak nak balit kch???" huhu.. tggu ar.. if mek da duit lak, mek ambik sebulan cuti, mek balit k? kelak kta bejalan sepuas ati... OR ngambo rumah sepuas ati~~boh pdh mama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Wish no.4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cuti sebulan tanpa gaji and holiday at my hometown.. huhu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u="" face="webdings"&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Afrina&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u="" face="webdings"&gt;           Hi Pina, ktk gik cute kedak dolok ka? Ka dah dara? ahahaha mcm lmk gilak jak x jmpa, sak jak baruk raya ya tek.. ow BTW, i miss u... u miss me? huhu.. dolok ktk gik baby salu nangis tunggah nama mek "AYAAAAA,,,, AYAAAAA" mcm anak tambi pun ada.. hahaha.. "AMAAAA...APPAAAA".. gik congek ka ktk.. salu kaie ngn abg x? ka dah matured? ada BF?~~kedak mama salu tyk kmk~~&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u="" style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u="" style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Wish no. 5? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh  pdh="" really="" miss="" u="" style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Buy these 2 kids something that can make them really2 happy~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh  pdh="" really="" miss="" u="" style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh face="webdings" pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh face="webdings" pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh face="webdings" pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;Third is for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ABEE&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh face="webdings" pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;Or should i spell it out like this ~Harrafirzan Daniel Hakim~&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh face="webdings" pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh face="webdings" pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;Dear B,&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh face="webdings" pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;Since the first day we sat next to each other,&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh face="webdings" pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;since the first time we held each others hand,&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh face="webdings" pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;since the first kiss,&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;since the first beat of my heart felt for you,&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;i am still loving you with all of my heart and growing strong each and every single day..&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;              Thanks for being here with me all through this year of 2010... and thanks for still wanting to be with me today and hopefully tomorrow and the next whole year too...(Wish ni akn di renew 31 dec 2011 nanti)..hehe..&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;              Thanks for being with me through all the hard times and still holding strong till today and hopefully for tomorrow and the next whole year too..&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;              Thanks for all the hard times that u have to go through for me and took care of me when i needed u the most, when im sick and whenever im down and sad..&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;            Thanks for taking care of this relationship and love me for who i am and forgiven all my bads.. my wrongs and all mistakes that ive done.&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;it still feels like the first time to love you each and every single day.. though it feels like ive known you for years and decades.. since you know me too much.. to see that&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;          &gt; i am sad even when i smile&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;         &gt;i am mad even when i act nothing's wrong&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;         &gt;i am stressful even when i act cool&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;So happy that i met you..  and you're the best thing that ever been MINE..&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;...baby you're the fireworks..HAHA&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;            Thanks for sharing all the happy times with me especially on all of our vacations and honeymoons and holidays.. THANKS...&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;byk lg i nk tulis tp biarlah antare i ngn u je k?&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wish No.6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;herm byk sebenanye~ tp plg utama..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;have another whole happy year with this person.. and love and be loved with whole heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;TO FRENS,&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;Sory la kawan2, xde khas utk satu2 korang.. bukan xnak.. tp sampai kat cni dah sgt penat nak type and PK...&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;          TP nak ckp name korang yg sgt aku sayang and hargai...&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hidaya Taya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dgn &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syima Jamani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;. aku gune name kat FB@Twitter k.. sbb korg dikenali dgn name tu.. kang tulis name penoh korang ckp aku poyo plak...&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;         first of all!, aku syg korang berdue.. ahaha.. geli x..geli x? Pelok3~&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;Dlm byk2 org.. aku ase korang la yg plg x kesah aku ni camane and paling x berkire ngn aku.. thanks sbb slalu ade bile2 mase je aku nak korg ade x kire dlm keadaan pakse or sukerela.. Thanks sbb bab2 $(duit ringgit and dollar sngapore)(rupiah, US $ or baht or ape2 slaen belom pernah lg, tp insyaAllah, haha) korang x pernah lokek nak share ngn aku.. sgt kenyang smpai gemok (mcm pernah kurus je) aku korang bg aku mkn ni haa..&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;           Seronok pegi holiday, melancong dan bersuke rie dgn korang!!! Ape plan seterusnye(Next Year)?? iNGT x angan2 kite? aku still mengharap n hopefully dpt menjayakan nya wlaupun scr kecil2an pd awlnye~ huhu&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;Aku xnk tulis pjg2.. sbb nnti kite bole citer2 time nak tgk bintang new year's eve nnti.. OK.. jumpe kamu mlm tahun depan OK??&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Wish n0.7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;be best frends forever and start business together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;Frens lagi,&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;           Hai&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muhammad Syafiq Suraji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carl Samsudin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. jgn ingt aku lupe korang lak? Of coz la ingt.. cuma terpisah ckit sbb lain cerita..&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;Ok.. syafiq.. dlm dorang 4 org aku plg byk gado ngn kau..! so aku nak mintak maaf and tutup buku tahun ni and bukak buku baru tuk tahun dpn.. so.. tahun dpn kite gado lagi ek.. hehe..&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;to kalep..aah, x pyh la nak carl2 kann?? tahun ni plg sedikit aku jmpe kau compare to tahun pertama aku knl kau.. hari2 sampai naek muakk.. huhu.. tp ttp rindu itu zmn kan?..&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;         &lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;                     Tahun 2011 chances nak jumpe korang berdue makin ckit.. dgn syafiq yg jaoh gile.. dgn kalep yg artis da skung.. mesti mkn susah nak jmpe.. but anyway..anyhow.. i still hope korang jgn la lost contact ngn aku eyh? even aku camni.. degil n hidup dlm mimpi lg ke.. last mnt girl.. or lazy girl.. aku still syg korang sbg the people that touches my heart will remain as part of me..&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;walaupun kite dah agak jao..in terms of bond thing... our memories were one of the best that i still kept deep down inside.. terselit kat mane2 kenangan terindah.. aku x sedeh korang pergi jaoh dah.. sbb korang lekat kat cni(tunjuk dada, kat bahagian hati.. jgn pk lain lak).. huhu..&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;sweet x aku?? sweet kan? hahaha geli x geli x geli x???&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;                Dah nak tahun baru ni.. myb korg mngharapkan aku berubah jd org yg lebih sempurna.. but i guess its hard for me to change.. myb i will owez be the last mnt girl n the lazy girl.. tp skurang2nye.. aku ttp melor yg soft voice OK..hahaha... cute masih~&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Wish No.8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Still keep in touch with these guys~ n be best frens forever from far~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;            Utk yg satu ni, yg sy anggp penting juga is.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MAk WaN&lt;/span&gt;, hehe,... Myb mak wan x bace kot bnde2 kat tenet.. but Timer Kasih n publish out kat cni x salah...kan??&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;thanks ok ma(real life x brani nak pggl mama walaupun dah byk kali try, tak terkeluar jgak..malu~*blush2*).. Thanks sbb nak terima Melor sbg anak angkat yg x berape nak berjase n menyusahkan jugak ni... thanks sbb tolong n bantu melor spnjg melor kat cni tanpe mak bpk melor.. n jd mak angkat melor kat cni.. Thanks sbb tolong cover melor dr org2 yg berkemunkinan akn judge melor x kire dr mcm2 segi... Syg mama..(hehe..*blush2* lg)&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Wish No.9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dpt bahagiakan Mama ini juga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;OK sampai disini sahaja... since these are the most important people that touches my heart all throughout the year of 2010.&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tapi jgn lupe wish No.10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;boh pdh="" really="" miss="" u=""&gt;&lt;kedak mama="" salu="" tyk="" burfday="" kmk="" present="" mok="" cake="" p="" i="" love=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nak jadi Kaye! or Dpt keje baru dgn gaji lumayan..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/kedak&gt;&lt;/boh&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/1962449956519673460-1190894106758444541?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/1190894106758444541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=1190894106758444541' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1190894106758444541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1190894106758444541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2010/12/farewell-to-2010.html' title='Farewell to 2010'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-1935216865388962729</id><published>2010-10-13T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T09:29:55.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its the best'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~silent~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-1935216865388962729?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/1935216865388962729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=1935216865388962729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1935216865388962729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1935216865388962729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-7029952314790156160</id><published>2010-09-26T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T09:43:30.330-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall for you'/><title type='text'>Repair what's Broken</title><content type='html'>26th Sept..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though its not much.. But it meant everyhting..&lt;br /&gt;Thanx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im Sorry if i had been like the pain in the A** for the last few days..&lt;br /&gt;Really did not mean it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still do love u..&lt;br /&gt;N ur my Only One n my Everything~&lt;br /&gt;Always Have Always Will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today..&lt;br /&gt;Sejak haritu..&lt;br /&gt;Harini... I feel much better tau..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.. U know me well =)&lt;br /&gt;"N tonight.. will be the night that i will fall for you..&lt;br /&gt;Over again.."&lt;br /&gt;huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.. i hope one day.. u will feel the same..&lt;br /&gt;Fall harder each time.. Fall deeper every single time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-7029952314790156160?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/7029952314790156160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=7029952314790156160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/7029952314790156160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/7029952314790156160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2010/09/repair-whats-broken.html' title='Repair what&apos;s Broken'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-3791477307985273585</id><published>2010-09-10T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T10:45:22.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kecelaruan'/><title type='text'>sesekali</title><content type='html'>sesekali sy tggu bahagya.. bhgya yg dtg dr kata2 awk..&lt;br /&gt;sbb dgn hanye 3 pkataan tu buat satu hari lengkap sempurna&lt;br /&gt;sy pelik.. knape rasa ni.. mcm x pnh luak, muak.. selalu ada.. selalu biasa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesekali.. sy tggu gembira.. gmbra yg dtg dr hadirnya awk..&lt;br /&gt;sbb dgn hanye hadirnye byg awk tu.. ckp buat rindu tu terubat..&lt;br /&gt;sy pelik.. knape rindu ini..mcm x pnh luak, muak.. msti slalu ada.. selalu biasa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesekali.. sy tggu derita.. derita yg dtg dr kata2 awk..&lt;br /&gt;sbb dgn hanye 1 pkataan tu buat satu hari tu jd benci..&lt;br /&gt;sy pelik.. knpe rase itu.. mudah hilang.. mcm x pnh ada.. selalu tiada..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-3791477307985273585?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/3791477307985273585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=3791477307985273585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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greatest thing about me?&lt;br /&gt;its that i got u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i thought im loving my job now..&lt;br /&gt;i thought i can cope everything now..&lt;br /&gt;i thought i can be the best..&lt;br /&gt;i thought i can do better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;when u r so far..&lt;br /&gt;i became useless..&lt;br /&gt;im nothing..&lt;br /&gt;im hating my job..&lt;br /&gt;i cant cope..&lt;br /&gt;im down..&lt;br /&gt;n im dependent on u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur taking everything i have wit u..&lt;br /&gt;im missing u so bad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-1184035351443391143?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/1184035351443391143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-484303552917118772</id><published>2010-04-18T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T02:13:14.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bengkak</title><content type='html'>rase bengkak..&lt;br /&gt;herm.. ape2 lah..&lt;br /&gt;what ever..&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna talk much..&lt;br /&gt;sing a lot..&lt;br /&gt;until it ends.&lt;br /&gt;dont think&lt;br /&gt;dont think too much&lt;br /&gt;its tiring&lt;br /&gt;im nothing.&lt;br /&gt;nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;not important&lt;br /&gt;not even someone.&lt;br /&gt;not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;i suck a lot&lt;br /&gt;in everything.&lt;br /&gt;im the worst&lt;br /&gt;i fucked up in almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;im so low..&lt;br /&gt;been stepped&lt;br /&gt;im a train wreck.&lt;br /&gt;im stupid.&lt;br /&gt;herm.&lt;br /&gt;im a burden.&lt;br /&gt;rubbish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to witness a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;no more lies.no more pain.&lt;br /&gt;bulletproof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-484303552917118772?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/484303552917118772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=484303552917118772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/484303552917118772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/484303552917118772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2010/04/bengkak.html' title='bengkak'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-2312835348924362386</id><published>2010-03-17T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T14:49:17.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i xfhm</title><content type='html'>u xkan fhm camane i syg u&lt;br /&gt;u pon xkan fhm knape i xley timer lg bnde ni&lt;br /&gt;i xkn fhm ape yg u nak&lt;br /&gt;u ckp lain..tp ujung citer nye lain&lt;br /&gt;i tau ni bkn fairy tale.. xde happily ever after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not perfect&lt;br /&gt;i know&lt;br /&gt;tp x bmksud u boleh buat i camni&lt;br /&gt;i kuar kjp ngn KAWAN2 i..&lt;br /&gt;crk tenang dlm hati&lt;br /&gt;u tpu i&lt;br /&gt;u xnak ngaku&lt;br /&gt;pastu u x balek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carik u..&lt;br /&gt;i nanges2 carik u&lt;br /&gt;i rsau&lt;br /&gt;tkut ape2 jd kat u&lt;br /&gt;tp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nak tggu u balek&lt;br /&gt;tp i kene keje&lt;br /&gt;i pnt&lt;br /&gt;i nak hidup jgk.. tp ase mati..&lt;br /&gt;i sakit..&lt;br /&gt;tp u xnak pk skt i&lt;br /&gt;sbb kate u..&lt;br /&gt;u lg skt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;i mintak maaf&lt;br /&gt;sbb u skt.. tp i x buat u skt tu.. nape u buat i camni?&lt;br /&gt;slh ke i mara u tipu?&lt;br /&gt;klu u nk jg ati i pon.. nape u prlu tpu klu u x wat sala?&lt;br /&gt;i da ckp xmo tpu i..&lt;br /&gt;nape tpu jgk?&lt;br /&gt;i skt... kene tpu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i depressed skung ni&lt;br /&gt;i ase i berpotensi nak jd gile..&lt;br /&gt;balik la..&lt;br /&gt;balik la&lt;br /&gt;balik la&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-2312835348924362386?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/2312835348924362386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=2312835348924362386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2312835348924362386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2312835348924362386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-xfhm.html' title='i xfhm'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-1923014585426275617</id><published>2010-03-17T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T04:59:27.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kami bodoh</title><content type='html'>mlm itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kami bodoh..&lt;br /&gt;peluk tu&lt;br /&gt;jasad je..&lt;br /&gt;hati kat org lain&lt;br /&gt;mate kami x bute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kami tau&lt;br /&gt;lbh tau dr org yg nmpk jelas&lt;br /&gt;sbb kami rase..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kau &amp;amp; die..&lt;br /&gt;mahu bersame..&lt;br /&gt;kami tahu..&lt;br /&gt;tp kami butekan mate..&lt;br /&gt;sbb kami syg..&lt;br /&gt;kami skt hati..&lt;br /&gt;sbb hati kamu&lt;br /&gt;mase tu&lt;br /&gt;bkn utk kami&lt;br /&gt;hati kamu&lt;br /&gt;utk dia&lt;br /&gt;kami jd org ketiga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mlm itu..&lt;br /&gt;aku baru sdr&lt;br /&gt;aku cuma&lt;br /&gt;pghalang...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-1923014585426275617?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/1923014585426275617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=1923014585426275617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1923014585426275617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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drugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time we kiss&lt;br /&gt;i can smell the cigarettes on your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n every time we hug&lt;br /&gt;i can smell the perfume from the back of your collar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time we hold hands&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the sweat on your palm&lt;br /&gt;mixing with mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single time we touched&lt;br /&gt;electricity running through my veins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every kisses on the cheek&lt;br /&gt;made my heart skip a beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it always feels like the first time&lt;br /&gt;every time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fall harder each time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falling so deep every single time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being so addictive for every single thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that everything is a drug to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my special kind of drug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so deep that only me,&lt;br /&gt;i can taste it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1962449956519673460-2928443956799020321?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/2928443956799020321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=2928443956799020321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2928443956799020321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2928443956799020321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/11/addiction.html' title='~aDdiCtiOn~'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-4858647146733070275</id><published>2009-11-18T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T08:19:14.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mean mums</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; font-style: italic; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; font-style: italic; font-family: Arial;"&gt;                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;                           Someday when my children are old enough to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;                             Understand the logic that motivates a parent, I                          will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Tell them, as my Mean Mum told me:                          I loved you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Enough . . . To ask where                          you were going, with whom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    And what                          time you would be home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    I loved you                          enough to be silent and let you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;   Discover                          that your new best friend was a creep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;                            I loved you enough to stand over you for two                          hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    While you cleaned your room, a                          job that should have taken 15                          minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;I                          loved you enough to let you see                          anger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;                            Disappointment, and tears in my eyes. Children                          must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;   Learn that their parents aren't                          perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;   I loved you enough to let                          you assume the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;   Responsibility for your                          actions even when the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;   Penalties were so                          harsh they almost broke my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;                             But most of all, I loved you enough . . . To                          say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    NO when I knew you would hate me                          for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Those were the most                          difficult battles of all. I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Glad I                          won them, because in the end you won, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;                             And someday when your children are old enough                          to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Understand the logic that motivates                          parents, you will tell them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Was                          your Mum mean? I know mine was. We had the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;                             Meanest mother in the whole world! While other                          kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Ate candy for breakfast, we had to                          have cereal, eggs, and toast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;When                          others had a Pepsi and a Twisties for lunch, we had to                          eat sandwiches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt; And                          you can guess our mother fixed us a dinner that was                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;   Different from what other kids had,                          too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Mother insisted on knowing                          where we were at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Times.. You'd                          think we were convicts in a prison. She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;                             Had to know who our friends were, and what we were                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Doing with them. She insisted that if                          we said we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Would be gone for an hour,                          we would be gone for an hour or less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;                             We were ashamed to admit it, but she had the                          nerve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    To break the Child Labor Laws by                          making us work We &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Had to wash the                          dishes, make the beds, learn to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Cook,                          vacuum the floor, do laundry, empty the trash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;                             And all sorts of cruel jobs. I think she would                          lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Awake at night thinking of more                          things for us to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    She always                          insisted on us telling the truth, the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;                             Whole truth, and nothing but the truth. By the                          time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    We were teenagers, she could read                          our minds and had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Eyes in the back of                          her head. Then, life was really tough! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;                            Mother wouldn't let our friends just honk the                          horn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;   When they drove up. They had to                          come up to the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;   So she could meet                          them. While everyone else could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;   Date                          when they were 12 or 13, we had to wait until we were                          16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Because of our mother we                          missed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;out                          on lots of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;  Things other kids experienced. None                          of us have ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;  Been caught shoplifting,                          vandalising other's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;   Property or ever                          arrested for any crime. It was all her fault.                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;   Now that we have left home, we are                          all educated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;  Honest adults. We are doing our                          best to be mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    Parents just like Mum                          was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    I think that is what's wrong                          with the world today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;    It just doesn't                          have enough mean mums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: my mum send this to me, i guess she really doesnt know how to tell me that she loves me..&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, this is the only way..&lt;br /&gt;i love u mum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-4858647146733070275?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/4858647146733070275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=4858647146733070275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/4858647146733070275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/4858647146733070275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/11/mean-mums.html' title='mean mums'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-6669525429347465996</id><published>2009-10-02T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T20:34:57.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~masih cinta~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tik tik tik waktu berdetik&lt;br /&gt;Tak mungkin bisa kuhentikan&lt;br /&gt;Maumu jadi mauku&lt;br /&gt;Pahit pun itu ku tersenyum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu tak tahu rasanya hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Saat berhadapan kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tik tik tik air mataku&lt;br /&gt;Biar terjatuh dalam hati&lt;br /&gt;Mauku tak penting lagi&lt;br /&gt;Biar kubuat bahagiamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu tak tahu rasanya hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Saat berhadapan kamu&lt;br /&gt;Kamu tak bisa bayangkan rasanya&lt;br /&gt;Jadi diriku yang masih cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu tak tahu hancurnya hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Saat berhadapan kamu&lt;br /&gt;Kamu tak bisa bayangkan rasanya&lt;br /&gt;Jadi diriku yang masih cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-6669525429347465996?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/6669525429347465996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=6669525429347465996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/6669525429347465996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/6669525429347465996'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-8342260973460961416</id><published>2009-08-10T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:34:23.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be in two place in one time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twoplaceinonetime.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://twoplaceinonetime.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more sane side of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-8342260973460961416?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/8342260973460961416/comments/default' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-1494207321605861912</id><published>2009-07-28T04:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T04:52:10.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>part time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being patient is my part time job now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patiently waiting for the day ur finally have a little more time to text me n say that u miz me too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-1494207321605861912?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/1494207321605861912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=1494207321605861912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1494207321605861912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1494207321605861912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/07/part-time.html' title='part time'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-4928156106530266570</id><published>2009-07-24T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T04:56:04.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teringat</title><content type='html'>tringat tyme kat utm..&lt;br /&gt;kte dok kat dlm kete..&lt;br /&gt;dpn azah... n borak smpi pg..&lt;br /&gt;x abis borak agi tuh..&lt;br /&gt;leyh g cuci kete kat blok same2..pg2 pas azan subuh..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. kantoi x smyng subuh..&lt;br /&gt;pastu g breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;tu pon x abis agi citer huhu..&lt;br /&gt;rindulah!&lt;br /&gt;pastu pnt.. blk tdo..&lt;br /&gt;then ptg tuh.. gi mkn mlm same2 agi..&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;the 5 of us can never really shuts up our mouth!&lt;br /&gt;nak jmpe korg lah~&lt;br /&gt;hopefully tyme konvo t leyh hangout ngn korg cmtu agi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-4928156106530266570?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/4928156106530266570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=4928156106530266570' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/4928156106530266570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/4928156106530266570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/07/teringat.html' title='teringat'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-5633240025086458398</id><published>2009-07-24T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T04:36:52.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends in need'/><title type='text'>kawan-kawan ku..</title><content type='html'>i just realize that i miss my friends so much!&lt;br /&gt;guess wat.. my life is so damn bored without u guys!&lt;br /&gt;since i have two groups of friends..&lt;br /&gt;the friends i knew from utm n jb&lt;br /&gt;n also the friends that ive known for so long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miz u guys so damn much..&lt;br /&gt;i really need to talk to u guys now..&lt;br /&gt;not thru the fon n not thru ym.&lt;br /&gt;but i want to see ur faces and talk n just talk all day, n all nyte..&lt;br /&gt;and get in a group and laughs our lungs out~~&lt;br /&gt;i really miss that moment and i feel like crying now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys, im not feeling ok ryte now..&lt;br /&gt;missing the old days~&lt;br /&gt;n even the blog is not updated from u guys..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know..&lt;br /&gt;are u okay?&lt;br /&gt;how's life?&lt;br /&gt;what u guys been up to?&lt;br /&gt;have u  guys been meeting each other?&lt;br /&gt;what did u guys talk about?&lt;br /&gt;have u guys came out with a new joke?&lt;br /&gt;or lotsa jokes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or were u guys been bz?&lt;br /&gt;like me?&lt;br /&gt;i dont have life here..&lt;br /&gt;i miss ur companionship..&lt;br /&gt;i miss our bond..&lt;br /&gt;n all the things we shared..&lt;br /&gt;i even miss our fights..&lt;br /&gt;n our different opinion n perceptions&lt;br /&gt;i wanna argue too much like we use to do..&lt;br /&gt;waaa.... missing u guys so badly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-5633240025086458398?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/5633240025086458398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=5633240025086458398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/5633240025086458398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/5633240025086458398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/07/kawan-kawan-ku.html' title='kawan-kawan ku..'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-203752365479146969</id><published>2009-07-24T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T02:31:12.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half hearted'/><title type='text'>unlucky</title><content type='html'>there are times in life where we will think..&lt;br /&gt;when will our lives will be getting better..?&lt;br /&gt;and sumtimes it does get better..&lt;br /&gt;but most of the time it is actually getting worse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im still hoping for the best..&lt;br /&gt;and im struggling for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the days gone by..&lt;br /&gt;it was not that good..&lt;br /&gt;but i did smile just to make everything feels ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single day..&lt;br /&gt;after having a very bad day..&lt;br /&gt;i'll find sum1 to turn to..&lt;br /&gt;just to talk..&lt;br /&gt;or just to forget all the despair..&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately.. most of the time..&lt;br /&gt;pain is the desert of the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't mean to complain..just that..&lt;br /&gt;everyday..they say tomorrow..things r goin to be ok..&lt;br /&gt;but i guess tomorrow will always be tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n im getting sick and tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna quit this job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i dont like it&lt;br /&gt;actually..&lt;br /&gt;im starting to love it..&lt;br /&gt;juz i dont think it suits me&lt;br /&gt;i'll find sumthing else to do&lt;br /&gt;or myb i'll just find peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i have now..&lt;br /&gt;is a temporary job n half heart..&lt;br /&gt;other than that..&lt;br /&gt; i have nothing~&lt;br /&gt;so.. am i lucky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing the LIFE itself&lt;br /&gt;and also the other half..&lt;br /&gt;missing my best frens too..&lt;br /&gt;u guys r too far away to talk to..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-203752365479146969?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/203752365479146969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=203752365479146969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/203752365479146969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/203752365479146969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/07/unlucky.html' title='unlucky'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-7192871422796734849</id><published>2009-07-12T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T08:56:44.634-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Distance Relationship'/><title type='text'>Saat kau jauh~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;disanalah ada&lt;br /&gt;bintang bersayap&lt;br /&gt;melihat dengan sinarnya&lt;br /&gt;dua insan sedang dilanda rindu&lt;br /&gt;nyanyikan lagu cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ada hati yang tak pernah lelah&lt;br /&gt;walau tak dapat berada di dekatmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reff:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; akupun mengerti dirimu menanti&lt;br /&gt;sentuhan belaiku dahaga cintamu&lt;br /&gt;akupun berharap rindu ini&lt;br /&gt;bukan sebatas kata-kata&lt;br /&gt;untuk menggantikan diriku&lt;br /&gt;di saat ku jauh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kupastikan hati ini terjaga&lt;br /&gt;setiaku untukmu&lt;br /&gt;dan kau jua tetaplah satu cinta&lt;br /&gt;jangan terusik khilaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada hati yang takkan terisi&lt;br /&gt;oleh sesuatu selain cinta darimu&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/1962449956519673460-7192871422796734849?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/7192871422796734849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=7192871422796734849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/7192871422796734849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/7192871422796734849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/07/saat-kau-jauh.html' title='Saat kau jauh~'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-1185803901870258588</id><published>2009-07-02T23:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:29:31.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle~'/><title type='text'>owh im not perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/Sk2kjZHNEpI/AAAAAAAAACM/QfPIU2zsh04/s1600-h/217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/Sk2kjZHNEpI/AAAAAAAAACM/QfPIU2zsh04/s320/217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354116459956867730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Im sory that our lifestyle is too much different..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;but plz dont leave me by giving that as a reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Im just saying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;September Band - Jangan Tinggalkan Aku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mungkin aku terlalu menyayangimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;semua yang ada padamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;karena kamu membuatku berarti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hinggaku tak dapat menjauh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;dalam setiap langkahku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kuingin kau disini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hingga akhir usiaku kau tetap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;menjadi yang terbaik untuk diriku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Reff:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;aku takut engkau tinggalkan diriku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mencoba mencari cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;selain cinta yang kuberikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;aku takut engkau patahkan hatiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;membuatku semakin terluka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;dan tak akan pernah termaafkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:85%;"  &gt;p/s: i cant bear the "missing u" feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-1185803901870258588?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/1185803901870258588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=1185803901870258588' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1185803901870258588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1185803901870258588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/07/owh-im-not-perfect.html' title='owh im not perfect'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/Sk2kjZHNEpI/AAAAAAAAACM/QfPIU2zsh04/s72-c/217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-1760013259179223722</id><published>2009-07-02T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:51:19.921-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anak muridku~'/><title type='text'>cikgu! cikgu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/Sk2qX88W2fI/AAAAAAAAACU/6tn5_MPXYqk/s1600-h/crazy_cartoon_about_.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/Sk2qX88W2fI/AAAAAAAAACU/6tn5_MPXYqk/s320/crazy_cartoon_about_.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354122860486384114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day at school~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De sorg dak kecik form klaz 1D..&lt;br /&gt;masok bilik guru.. then suddenly tunjuk...&lt;br /&gt;"itu cikgu saya..itu cikgu saya!"&lt;br /&gt;kawan die lak.. "cikgu saya lah!"&lt;br /&gt;erm.. senyum je lah.. nak tergelak pon ade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huahuahua..cute nye lah budak2 kecik tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu ckgu fong mara sbb x gi klaz tmbhn smlam..&lt;br /&gt;huahuahua..escaping is wat i do best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, after prepare lesson plan.. tunjuk kat cikgu fong..&lt;br /&gt;die ckp ok..&lt;br /&gt;pastu enter lah klaz 1D ni..&lt;br /&gt;nak ajar next chapter, chapt 7..&lt;br /&gt;kene revise chapter 6 lu..&lt;br /&gt;jap agi tanye sal chapter 6.. sume ckp x study agi..&lt;br /&gt;erk! pelik.. lam lesson plan cikgu yg d ganti ckp dh abes chapter 6 tuh..&lt;br /&gt;ok, wat quiz chapter lame2 dulu lah..&lt;br /&gt;sbb x prepare lesson plan tuk chapter 6..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dgn lemah lembut n penoh sopan santun:&lt;br /&gt;me: "klaz, siap ke x siap ke, kosong je ke.. anta je buku tu or kertas tu ok"&lt;br /&gt;students: "ok cikgu!~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loceng bunyik.. de bdak g baling2 buku kat depan...&lt;br /&gt;x sbr nak rehat..&lt;br /&gt;hesh! x bertamadun tol la dak2 ni!&lt;br /&gt;almost half from the claz wat camtu~&lt;br /&gt;seb bek de sorg 2 yg tlg kutip n tlg mara dak yg kureng tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jap gi.. semak2 buku..&lt;br /&gt;ade yg anta buku kosong!..soklan pon x salin ke???&lt;br /&gt;buku ok lg.. ade yg anta kertas kosong..ttbe ade name je.. hahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;ade yg mang jwpn kosong.. ok xpe..&lt;br /&gt;ade yg leyh wat..pandai gak dak tu.. dpt sume btol.. kagum~&lt;br /&gt;n ade yg x anta lgsg..heyh..aku dah ckp td ulang 10x lak tuh..hntar je even kosong..&lt;br /&gt;x patuh arahan tol.. lam 13 org xanta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyme nak blk, lepak jap kat kantin dgn kasri..&lt;br /&gt;nampak budak dgn sling beg..merayap kat skitar skolah..&lt;br /&gt;ponteng lah tuh..&lt;br /&gt;ponteng je xpe..&lt;br /&gt;ley siap wat muke gangster die kat ktorang ni yg smemangnye cikgu..&lt;br /&gt;mcm nak blg je ngn heels tym tuh..&lt;br /&gt;tp..sabo je lah.. mls nak lyn dak ase bagos tuh..&lt;br /&gt;takot dak2 tu bwk hal smpi kat lua..&lt;br /&gt;ramai org dah warning.. dak skolah ni, xleyh carik psl sbrgn..&lt;br /&gt;t die bwk smpi kat lua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de satu kes.. kete ckgu kene thn plajar skolah tu ramai2..&lt;br /&gt;ckgu blk jln kaki..&lt;br /&gt;de gak yg g cabut tyr..&lt;br /&gt;de yg kene blasah abg2 diorg..&lt;br /&gt;gi skolah next day..lebam2..&lt;br /&gt;kes polis tuu~&lt;br /&gt;dahsyat..menakotkan~&lt;br /&gt;tp ni citer2 org la..xtau tol ke x..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm..arini pendek je mase..de satu klaz je pon..&lt;br /&gt;tp penat cam nak mati...&lt;br /&gt;herm..mane lah pegi smngatku..&lt;br /&gt;owh smgat..blk la~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-1760013259179223722?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/1760013259179223722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=1760013259179223722' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1760013259179223722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1760013259179223722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/07/cikgu-cikgu.html' title='cikgu! cikgu!'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/Sk2qX88W2fI/AAAAAAAAACU/6tn5_MPXYqk/s72-c/crazy_cartoon_about_.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-346838122963895589</id><published>2009-06-29T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T05:26:29.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saya suka lagu ini!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; clear: both; height: 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;a href="http://liriklaguindonesia.net/k/kangen-band/kangen-band-cinta-yang-sempurna/" rel="bookmark" title="Lirik lagu Kangen Band – Cinta Yang Sempurna"&gt;Kangen Band – Cinta Yang Sempurna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;   &lt;p&gt;seperti bintang dilangit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; begitu &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt; kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak kan pernah binasa&lt;br /&gt;meski terhapus masa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih tuhan&lt;br /&gt;kautelah sempurnakan&lt;br /&gt;telah engkau ciptakan&lt;br /&gt;dia untuk diriku&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px solid rgb(0, 204, 0); text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 204, 0); font-size: 14px; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-family: georgia;" class="IL_LINK_STYLE"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px solid rgb(0, 204, 0); text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 204, 0); font-size: 14px; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-family: georgia;" class="IL_LINK_STYLE"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;aku bukan pujangga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;yang&lt;/span&gt; pandai rangkai kata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;yang&lt;/span&gt; ku punya hanyalah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; hanya segenggam &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;saat kita melaju diatas dua roda&lt;br /&gt;pegang erat pundakku saat meninggalkan ku&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;lupakan &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt; bila itu terbaik untuk mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; jangan pernah kau tanyakan &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;yang&lt;/span&gt; tersisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;yang&lt;/span&gt; kau pun tak punya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biarlah&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt; akan pergi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinggalkan semua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt; ini selamanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;patahkanlah sayapku&lt;br /&gt;saat ku mencoba&lt;br /&gt;berpaling dari kasih dan sayangmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; maka bunuhlah &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt; bila &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt; mencoba berpaling dan mencari penggantimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;bagai bintang dilangit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; begitu &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt; kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak kan pernah ternoda&lt;br /&gt;meski terhapus masa&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-346838122963895589?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/346838122963895589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=346838122963895589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/346838122963895589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/346838122963895589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/06/saya-suka-lagu-ini.html' title='saya suka lagu ini!'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-4400637611253377828</id><published>2009-06-27T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T08:58:05.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coMMitmEnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SkZBRjcaf1I/AAAAAAAAACE/rQhct6chcbw/s1600-h/pic54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SkZBRjcaf1I/AAAAAAAAACE/rQhct6chcbw/s320/pic54.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352036977004412754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it was the best moment ever since i arrived here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but too many commitments are things that spoils the moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i want to spend every single minutes with u.. n only u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but im sory i didnt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;coz i cant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but somehow, anyway, anyhow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it was still the best memory that i will sure keep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n for sure it was sacred..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i wish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i will have that time with u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;without any disturbance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n nothing to worry about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to have our sweetest moment together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;only u n me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to have heaven everywhere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n to get high n be sober,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anywhere, anyhow, n anytime..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;juz u n me~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-4400637611253377828?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/4400637611253377828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=4400637611253377828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/4400637611253377828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/4400637611253377828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/06/commitment.html' title='coMMitmEnt'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SkZBRjcaf1I/AAAAAAAAACE/rQhct6chcbw/s72-c/pic54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-3598430004875799566</id><published>2009-06-20T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:16:43.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jangan Pernah Berubah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Biarkan waktu teruslah berputar&lt;br /&gt;ku cintai kamu penuh rasa sabar&lt;br /&gt;meski sakit hati ini kau tinggalkan&lt;br /&gt;ku ikhlas tuk bertahan&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; cintaku padamu begitu &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px solid rgb(0, 204, 0); text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 204, 0); font-size: 14px; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-family: georgia;" class="IL_LINK_STYLE"&gt;besar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; namun kau tak pernah &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;bisa&lt;/span&gt; merasakan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malah kini kau ucapkan selamat tinggal&lt;br /&gt;membuat keresahan&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;* meninggalkanku tanpa perasaan&lt;br /&gt;hingga ku jatuhkan air mata&lt;br /&gt;kekecewaanku sungguh tak berarah&lt;br /&gt;biarkan ku harus bertahan&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;reff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; jangan pernah kau &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px solid rgb(0, 204, 0); text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 204, 0); font-size: 14px; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-family: georgia;" class="IL_LINK_STYLE"&gt;coba&lt;/span&gt; untuk berubah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; tak relakan &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;yang&lt;/span&gt; indah hilanglah sudah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; jangan pernah kau &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;coba&lt;/span&gt; untuk berubah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; tak relakan &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;yang&lt;/span&gt; indah hilanglah sudah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;repeat *&lt;br /&gt;repeat reff&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;jangan pernah kau &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;coba&lt;/span&gt; untuk berubah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; ku relakan &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;yang&lt;/span&gt; indah dalam hatinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-3598430004875799566?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/3598430004875799566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=3598430004875799566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/3598430004875799566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/3598430004875799566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/06/jangan-pernah-berubah.html' title='Jangan Pernah Berubah'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-3578151047686096247</id><published>2009-06-19T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T08:37:11.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>owh baby owh baby</title><content type='html'>i miz u so damn much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-3578151047686096247?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-7920473832699006732</id><published>2009-06-02T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:11:23.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wordLesS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;There are No Words that I can say&lt;br /&gt;Its la-de-de-la-de-la-de-de-de.. Oooo&lt;br /&gt;There are No Words that I can say&lt;br /&gt;Its la-de-de-la-de-la-de-de-de.. Oooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I,  don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;every time I think about you I just wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;It’s not the cry that makes my heart ache&lt;br /&gt;It’s the one that brings me to my knees and gives thanks&lt;br /&gt;That finally, I have a chance to breathe&lt;br /&gt;And thank God for all the goodness that he sent me&lt;br /&gt;So it took a while but it was worth the wait&lt;br /&gt;It’s a different kind of love when we love make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If  I’m sitting with you&lt;br /&gt;Laying with you ,Talking with you&lt;br /&gt;I know I love it when I’m&lt;br /&gt;Just riding with you, loving with you&lt;br /&gt;Laughing with you, I cant believe I’m&lt;br /&gt;So addicted to you, but I’m not ashamed&lt;br /&gt;It’s so hard to explain&lt;br /&gt;There are No Words that I can say&lt;br /&gt;It’s a different kind of love when we love make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a while, you been around&lt;br /&gt;And I think I like how everything is going down&lt;br /&gt;And spending time just lets me know&lt;br /&gt;I will need you and I never wanna let you go&lt;br /&gt;And mentally you were meant for me&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention how I feel you physicality&lt;br /&gt;So it took a while but it was worth the wait&lt;br /&gt;It’s a different kind of love when we love make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are No Words that I can say&lt;br /&gt;Its la-de-de-la-de-la-de-de-da.. Oooo&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/1962449956519673460-7920473832699006732?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/7920473832699006732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=7920473832699006732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/7920473832699006732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/7920473832699006732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/06/wordless.html' title='wordLesS'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-177602725659934166</id><published>2009-05-31T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:09:56.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im worried</title><content type='html'>i asked him once..:&lt;br /&gt;if u could turn back time&lt;br /&gt;what would u do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said..:&lt;br /&gt;i might not want us to happen..&lt;br /&gt;so it woudnt be this hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monologue:&lt;br /&gt;i want this to happen..&lt;br /&gt;no matter wat cause it brings..&lt;br /&gt;cause i fell in love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said again:&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i dont love u..&lt;br /&gt;it's juz.. this is wrong..&lt;br /&gt;the betrayal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still shutting up:&lt;br /&gt;ok.. but it happened..&lt;br /&gt;should i feel sorry..?&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt mean to fall in love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said:&lt;br /&gt;im sory for causing u all the hard times..&lt;br /&gt;im sory that u've betrayed her..&lt;br /&gt;im sory that she's hurt..&lt;br /&gt;because of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking..:&lt;br /&gt;1 day he might saved all the guilty feelings..&lt;br /&gt;he might leave me..&lt;br /&gt;cause im not kinda girl that&lt;br /&gt;anyone would wanna be with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said..:&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalala~~&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said:&lt;br /&gt;okay~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today..&lt;br /&gt;he wrote..&lt;br /&gt;'andai ku miliki semalam'~~&lt;br /&gt;is it about turning back time?~&lt;br /&gt;is he keeping all the guilty feeling n&lt;br /&gt;wanting 2 go back?&lt;br /&gt;is he leaving me already?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-177602725659934166?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/177602725659934166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=177602725659934166' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/177602725659934166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/177602725659934166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-worried.html' title='im worried'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-2845987031305539682</id><published>2009-05-25T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T06:42:40.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ThE dAy i wEnT oUt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;i want to let u know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;i didnt do the things i did coz i wanna hurt u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;i juz dont know what 2 do 2 runaway from the pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;it hurts too much i dont know how to handle the pressure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;a few minutes early while sitting there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;i was thinking i wanna stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;i dont want 2 do this anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;i cant stand 2 get hurt anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;but suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;the memories appear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;so full in my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;n so close to my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;the time i spent with u was the sweetest moment i ever had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;they were the memories i wud never want to create wit anybody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;it was the most precious moments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;n it felt so ryte to be wit u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;then i realize.. i can nver let u go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;even how badly it hurt me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;i could nvr hurt u back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;so wat i did.. i did it half way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;coz wit u in my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;it were all seem so wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;i went back home with hopes that u wud 4give me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;hoping that u wont fade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;hoping that u havent give up on me yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;n hoping that ur luv for me r still there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;im sory i can be a little devil when u least expected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;but i promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;i'll try to learn to be a better person..&lt;br /&gt;for u..&lt;br /&gt;missing u like crazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-2845987031305539682?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/2845987031305539682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=2845987031305539682' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2845987031305539682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2845987031305539682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-i-went-out.html' title='ThE dAy i wEnT oUt'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-4576307312453894927</id><published>2009-05-20T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T04:25:31.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>syafiq.. sudah ku buat tagged mu itu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is called &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); "&gt;50 FIRST REACTIONS&lt;/span&gt;...i don noe wat 2 do, so i copied it from hudds blog n do it in mine...type what comes to your mind&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt; whenever you hear these 50 words. Don't think and don't go back and change. Doesn't matter how random just type it! Re-post it for all of your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Beer: heineken&lt;br /&gt;2. Food: singgang.. syima la janji nak watkan&lt;br /&gt;3. Relationships: with baby&lt;br /&gt;4. Crush: baby&lt;br /&gt;5. Power Rangers: long2 tyme ago&lt;br /&gt;6. Life: wonderful&lt;br /&gt;7. The President: najib&lt;br /&gt;8. Yummy: mama ngah masak&lt;br /&gt;9. Car: vw&lt;br /&gt;10. Movie:i love u man&lt;br /&gt;11. Halloween: nightmare b4 xmas&lt;br /&gt;12. Sex: pleasure&lt;br /&gt;13. Religion: muslim&lt;br /&gt;14. Hate: broken heart&lt;br /&gt;15. Fear : terowong&lt;br /&gt;16. Marriage: nak dpt ank&lt;br /&gt;17. Blondes: bimbo&lt;br /&gt;18. Slippers : ripcurl flip flop&lt;br /&gt;19. Shoes: converse&lt;br /&gt;20. Asians: japans&lt;br /&gt;21. Pastime: facebooking&lt;br /&gt;22. One night stand: naughty&lt;br /&gt;23. My cell phone: nokia&lt;br /&gt;24. Smoke: habit&lt;br /&gt;25. Fantasy: bath tub!&lt;br /&gt;27. High school Life:  wanna go back&lt;br /&gt;28. Pyjamas: sleep&lt;br /&gt;29. Stars: with oceans are perfect view&lt;br /&gt;30. Center: civic&lt;br /&gt;31. Alcohol: hang over&lt;br /&gt;32. The word LOVE: baby&lt;br /&gt;33. Friends: missing them&lt;br /&gt;34. Money: not enough!&lt;br /&gt;35. Heartache: pills&lt;br /&gt;36. Time: 7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;37. Divorce: parent&lt;br /&gt;38. Dogs: puppies&lt;br /&gt;39. Undies: la senza&lt;br /&gt;40. Parents: mom n step dad n dad n step mom&lt;br /&gt;41. Babies: new born brother&lt;br /&gt;42. Ex: forgotten&lt;br /&gt;43. Song: love game&lt;br /&gt;44. Color: rainbow&lt;br /&gt;45. Weddings: not now&lt;br /&gt;46. Pizza: delight&lt;br /&gt;47. Hangout: friends&lt;br /&gt;48. Rest: sleep&lt;br /&gt;49. Goal: 0-0&lt;br /&gt;50. Inspiration: money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-4576307312453894927?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/4576307312453894927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=4576307312453894927' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/4576307312453894927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/4576307312453894927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/05/syafiq-sudah-ku-buat-tagged-mu-itu.html' title='syafiq.. sudah ku buat tagged mu itu..'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-8943989549091298234</id><published>2009-04-29T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T10:31:39.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something is missing</title><content type='html'>i think ive lost my verbal sense..&lt;br /&gt;ive been staring at this screen for quite a while n this is the only thing i can think of to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think so many things has been missing..&lt;br /&gt;lotsa lotsa lotsa issues..&lt;br /&gt;i have so many thing in my head that i really2 want to talk about..&lt;br /&gt;bout friendship, relationship, missing heart, missing emotions..&lt;br /&gt;god.. how to put them in words..&lt;br /&gt;i juz dont know how..&lt;br /&gt;not anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive lost my sensesssss...&lt;br /&gt;i think i have issues..&lt;br /&gt;i think im sick..&lt;br /&gt;i think i am not myself anymore..&lt;br /&gt;have i changed??&lt;br /&gt;friends.. please do tell me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-8943989549091298234?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/8943989549091298234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=8943989549091298234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/8943989549091298234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/8943989549091298234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/04/something-is-missing.html' title='something is missing'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-6357419484169091771</id><published>2009-04-22T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T00:45:45.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tentang dua</title><content type='html'>today is 22nd..&lt;br /&gt;it's the 2nd month anniversary for us..&lt;br /&gt;n both of us are 22 years old this year..&lt;br /&gt;n its start at the 2nd month of the year.. yes! February..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all about 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are more..&lt;br /&gt;but i'll keep it to myself..&lt;br /&gt;huhu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 2nd month B~&lt;br /&gt;hope ur not bored wit me yet~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-6357419484169091771?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/6357419484169091771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=6357419484169091771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/6357419484169091771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/6357419484169091771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/04/tentang-dua.html' title='tentang dua'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-2861521554922333899</id><published>2009-04-04T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:21:57.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>broken strings</title><content type='html'>Let me hold you for the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's the last chance to feel again&lt;br /&gt;But you broke me, now I can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I love you&lt;br /&gt;It's so untrue&lt;br /&gt;I can't even convince myself&lt;br /&gt;When I'm speaking, it's the voice of someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hold on, but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I tried to forgive, but it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;To make it all ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play on broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the truth hurts&lt;br /&gt;A lie's worse&lt;br /&gt;I can't like it anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what are we doing&lt;br /&gt;We are turning into dust&lt;br /&gt;Playing house in the ruins of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running back through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing left to save&lt;br /&gt;It's like chasing the very last train&lt;br /&gt;When it's too late (too late)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're running through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;It's like chasing the very last train&lt;br /&gt;When we both know it's too late (too late)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the truth hurts&lt;br /&gt;And lies worse&lt;br /&gt;I can't like it anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I love you a little less than before, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hold you for the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's the last change to feel again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-2861521554922333899?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/2861521554922333899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=2861521554922333899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2861521554922333899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2861521554922333899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/04/broken-strings.html' title='broken strings'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-5537002029536228019</id><published>2009-03-12T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T19:32:52.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>numb</title><content type='html'>im so tired&lt;br /&gt;im tired of sadness&lt;br /&gt;tired of cutting myself juz to feel satisfied&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired&lt;br /&gt;im tired of thinking too much&lt;br /&gt;im tired of thinking of her&lt;br /&gt;and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;numb i will be..&lt;br /&gt;numb i will feel&lt;br /&gt;numb with all the things&lt;br /&gt;that hurts like hell&lt;br /&gt;and taste like shits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me wat do i want..&lt;br /&gt;i'll say i want u&lt;br /&gt;ask me y am i sad&lt;br /&gt;i'll say bcoz of u&lt;br /&gt;ask me y am i numb&lt;br /&gt;i'll say bcoz im tired&lt;br /&gt;ask me wat makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;i'll say it's fake...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-5537002029536228019?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/5537002029536228019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=5537002029536228019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/5537002029536228019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/5537002029536228019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/03/numb.html' title='numb'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-1273238061740881611</id><published>2009-01-11T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:06:48.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish2... please come true...</title><content type='html'>if i can make wishes come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a BF that my friends like n agree!&lt;br /&gt;i want my friends to leave out all the mistakes i did&lt;br /&gt;n accept me for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;n just go on with new things to come...&lt;br /&gt;let everything be as it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my sins to be forgive n forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i want people to stop calling me fat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ALSO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want no more war..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to help them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to destroy the destroyer..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-1273238061740881611?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/1273238061740881611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=1273238061740881611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1273238061740881611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1273238061740881611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/01/wish2-please-come-true.html' title='wish2... please come true...'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-6971279740465296869</id><published>2009-01-11T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:49:39.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe i am problematic</title><content type='html'>no offense guys.. juz want to let u know.. what i felt that day....(EMO DAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my frens but sumtimes, i just dont know how to keep up.. i've tried my best to be as good as they want me to be. but it's just too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in whatever i like.. there will be an objection.. what r frens supposed to mean? arent they r supposed to be supportive????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. case 1: i adore a guy we called W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime he pass by, and waved or even just stop by to say hello, it completes the day for me. i never wished for more..well myb i did.. but i always not being too serious..k&lt;br /&gt;i want anyone that i called friends to give me support... or myb just accept it.. n say nothing..&lt;br /&gt;i like this guy k.. he makes me happy.. how can i just find someone else???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Find sum1 else! he's somebody's boyfriend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then, i'll shuts up when i found sum1 else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case 2: i want a TTM with N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn!..this one, i never even have to ask. they just simply said...&lt;br /&gt;no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's my fren, not you, not him.. no way.. it would be hard.. no no no!&lt;br /&gt;HE's not for you.. find someone else!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh..&lt;br /&gt;it was a little heartbreak, but i dont think anyone realize..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thinking) their boyfriends n girlfriends are my frens too...but i never complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think back.. they never had agreed with anyone i like..love or just admired.&lt;br /&gt;there was always something like&lt;br /&gt;i) "he's too good"&lt;br /&gt;ii)" he's not perfect enough" (ugly)&lt;br /&gt;iii) "he's my friend" go find somebody else.. coz it would be hard..&lt;br /&gt;iv) he's my EX...(yeah ok, accepted)&lt;br /&gt;v)He's a jerk&lt;br /&gt;vi)he's an asshole&lt;br /&gt;vii) he's not for you u desrved better&lt;br /&gt;viii)  i hate him.. he have a weird laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am i to judge for myself..right now, i have 0% of self confidence.. n everyone tries to be the parent.. ok then,...TEACH ME!.. TEACH ME WELL GUYS!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case 3: a rebound with Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have done some mistakes in my life, like anybody else.. ive dated sum1 called Z. but only for A MONTH! and it was only a rebound..i was devostated at the time so had chosen the very wrong person.. but so what?? i survived a year for a status called single after that.. and happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was a laugh for them.. a very humiliating jokes... they had done some mistakes in their life too.. but.. mine was worst to them..&lt;br /&gt;OK Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never judge their bF's or GF's. i always thought of their boyfriends or girlfriends as a good person even though they r not that perfect. i gave them all the chances that they have to take. i prioritise all the positive side for them to judge. why cant they act the same for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want to say.. and all i need to say.. i can only say it in this thing called blog.. n whatever i said, im sory.. i hope this things stop here... n whatever u r unsatisfied with.. spell it out here.. n never say a word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do love u guys.. n i appreciate all the things u guys had done for me.. everything... even for all my mistakes n all the wrong guy ive chosen, i am thankful for the advice.&lt;br /&gt;but for whatever reason that i really cant think of right now is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please give me a chance to choose whoever i want..&lt;br /&gt;let me take all the risk for the wrong guy.. cause as far as i know, i still have the right to choose..&lt;br /&gt;dont judge me for whom i chose, or for anyone that does not belong to me..&lt;br /&gt;i have rights to be happy or sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave u chances to pick the wrong or right.. i gave chances for you to take the risk..&lt;br /&gt;i gave u all the time to be with whoever u like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please give me my chance..&lt;br /&gt;im not messing with other people's heart..&lt;br /&gt;im messing with my own..&lt;br /&gt;so what guys? i am EMOSIONAL..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-6971279740465296869?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/6971279740465296869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=6971279740465296869' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/6971279740465296869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/6971279740465296869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2009/01/maybe-i-am-problematic.html' title='maybe i am problematic'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-2886994349255427785</id><published>2008-12-11T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:39:06.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>addicted to the addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;How would u live your life if it's to0 short..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;like if u only left a few years or months or might be just left for&lt;br /&gt;only a few Days..to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will u climb the highest mountain, swim in deepest ocean,&lt;br /&gt;bungy jump at the Niagara fall, or save other human's life...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u asked me&lt;br /&gt;i would say..&lt;br /&gt;i just want to live my life as it is before&lt;br /&gt;meet my family everyday&lt;br /&gt;hangout with friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt; whenever i want&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt; be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt; enough to accept the fact that life is never long enough to live&lt;br /&gt;n try as hard as i can to accept the fact that life is short&lt;br /&gt;since knowing it is not that easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything beneath, beyond, or behind life is&lt;br /&gt;we have dark secret/s&lt;br /&gt;n none of us have never commit sins&lt;br /&gt;n none of us have never hurt other ppl's feelings&lt;br /&gt;but we have less regrets&lt;br /&gt;then we create the blame game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n have we ever realize that&lt;br /&gt;life is too short&lt;br /&gt;to get mad&lt;br /&gt;to be sad&lt;br /&gt;to waste tears&lt;br /&gt;or even to be un-thankful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we knew that&lt;br /&gt;we spend to0 much&lt;br /&gt;work t0o hard&lt;br /&gt;sacrifice to0 many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet&lt;br /&gt;be unthankful for most of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we get mad to0 often&lt;br /&gt;be happy to0 little&lt;br /&gt;be sad n lonely for to0 long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n never really appreciate&lt;br /&gt;the real meaning of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the addicted to the addiction&lt;br /&gt;that made life to0 hard to go through&lt;br /&gt;to0 unfair to be judge&lt;br /&gt;n to0 short to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only&lt;br /&gt;we knew, how long will we live,&lt;br /&gt;how less time we've left,&lt;br /&gt;n how we waste a lot of it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we might&lt;br /&gt;appreciate too much&lt;br /&gt;pray too often&lt;br /&gt;be happy for too long&lt;br /&gt;n be too thankful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then life would be too easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me..&lt;br /&gt;as everyone else does,&lt;br /&gt;we know addicted to the rush,&lt;br /&gt;probs, money, curiosity,&lt;br /&gt;the evils, the devils, the sins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause we like to think that we will have&lt;br /&gt;the power to solve, to avoid, to try,&lt;br /&gt;n most importantly is too control..&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;n without it life would be too long&lt;br /&gt;n just might as well die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-2886994349255427785?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/2886994349255427785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=2886994349255427785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2886994349255427785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2886994349255427785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/12/addicted-to-addiction.html' title='addicted to the addiction'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-750077308328801985</id><published>2008-11-27T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:48:14.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>contradiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;your &lt;/span&gt;contradiction is my addiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;u r&lt;/span&gt; so rare that nothing ever &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;resembles&lt;/span&gt; u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;u r so cold that freezes leaves everytime u pass by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;ur ego is so high that no one can even reach ur toe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;u twinkles so bright that ppl mistaken u as a star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;ur back is ur front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;ur times moves anti wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;ur walk is moving backward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;ur changing moods like changing winds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;ur proud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;ur a puzzle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;confuses other human being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;so contra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;yet fits..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;fits anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;so confusing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;yet so transparent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;so secretive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;yet so predictable&lt;br /&gt;so strong&lt;br /&gt;yet so vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;makes addiction in addicts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;the addiction of you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;my addiction is your contradiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&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/1962449956519673460-750077308328801985?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/750077308328801985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=750077308328801985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/750077308328801985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/750077308328801985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/11/contradiction.html' title='contradiction'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-6897053188024357760</id><published>2008-11-08T10:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T11:02:11.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration for my self n to any0ne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SRXhdvwwOkI/AAAAAAAAABk/e3_6p7AiKZY/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 95px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SRXhdvwwOkI/AAAAAAAAABk/e3_6p7AiKZY/s320/a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266363240433072706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;cleaned up the desk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;n even the bed!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;drank coffee..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;finding the momentum to start.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;page by page...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but zero input..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;forced eyes..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hands n brain..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;alphabet by alphabet..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pieces by pieces of papers..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but still..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;zero input..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;4 hours straight.. but less than 40 %&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sweats n tears..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;quite moments..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;not working...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sleeps..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;so early in the morning&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;freaking out..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;forcing again...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;drinks milk..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;cant stop forcing..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;finally!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;double input..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;2 hours straight but more than 40%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;increasing momentum!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;wuhuu..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;satisfied..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hope to continue the next day..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;after one whole day..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;next day..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;too tired..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;zero effort..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;zero momentum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;zero energy..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sleeps&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;with regrets...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORAL OF THE SHITS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;strive to the last&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweats to death&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conquers every seconds of minute&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;force every amounts of energy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n get damn good result&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-6897053188024357760?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/6897053188024357760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=6897053188024357760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/6897053188024357760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/6897053188024357760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/11/inspiration-for-my-self-n-to-any0ne.html' title='inspiration for my self n to any0ne'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SRXhdvwwOkI/AAAAAAAAABk/e3_6p7AiKZY/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-4312183838915236871</id><published>2008-11-08T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:53:24.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>moments to treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am begging for forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for all of the hatred &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; been keeping&lt;br /&gt;so that i wont get caught in the feelings&lt;br /&gt;to build so much anger&lt;br /&gt;so i wont drown in the blink of eyes' fairy tales&lt;br /&gt;for running away&lt;br /&gt;so i wont get stuck in this guilty of pleasure&lt;br /&gt;BUT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a single bit of it make senses&lt;br /&gt;when..&lt;br /&gt;there's the face&lt;br /&gt;the voice on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those inspiring words&lt;br /&gt;created a smile in me..&lt;br /&gt;weaken every muscles in veins&lt;br /&gt;beats my heart twice faster..&lt;br /&gt;then all of the trying were worthless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never had dreamed..&lt;br /&gt;everything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; come true&lt;br /&gt;cause dreams are supposed to remain dreams..&lt;br /&gt;till it's gone that made me realize&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was fate..&lt;br /&gt;that it is the way it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be..&lt;br /&gt;that none of that was supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting is the only way to hope..&lt;br /&gt;waiting for nothing that's possible..&lt;br /&gt;so that a fairy tale of you n me would begin&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dream that had ever been dreamed of..&lt;br /&gt;that forces the wish to never wake up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-4312183838915236871?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/4312183838915236871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=4312183838915236871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/4312183838915236871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/4312183838915236871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/11/moments-to-treasure.html' title='moments to treasure'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-561148909632680516</id><published>2008-11-02T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:56:47.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>u, me, him n karma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SRXf88j-7sI/AAAAAAAAABc/pgqP53uuxwM/s1600-h/th_triangle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SRXf88j-7sI/AAAAAAAAABc/pgqP53uuxwM/s320/th_triangle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266361577421860546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see me as d mo0n dat dont glow&lt;br /&gt;sun dat dont shine&lt;br /&gt;n stars dat’s missing swallowed by the night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sees me as the mo0n dat light up the dark night,&lt;br /&gt;sun dat shines d day&lt;br /&gt;n stars dat twinkle surrounds mo0n..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sees me as if the glass is half full,&lt;br /&gt;but u see me as if the glass is half empty,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u said u cant stand to see me hurt..&lt;br /&gt;but u broke my heart n didnt close ur eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said he cant promise dat he will nvr break my heart,&lt;br /&gt;but he did keep it well enuf n even draw a smile on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u promised me happiness but yet lapse of tears were more in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he did not promised me anything yet not a tear drop he’d cause..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u said u will never cheated 0n me..&lt;br /&gt;but the girl i saw was holding ur hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n him.. my hand he hold n never did he let it go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am no 0ne 4 u, yet ur everything 2 me&lt;br /&gt;he’s no 0ne 4 me yet i am everything 2 him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just one of the splinter of glass dat u broke,&lt;br /&gt;yet he is my splinter of glass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she broke ur heart like u broke mine..&lt;br /&gt;but i still long for you..&lt;br /&gt;he’s perfect but i cant help 2&lt;br /&gt;think of u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dat’s juz d way it shud be.. what goes around will owez comes around&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-561148909632680516?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/561148909632680516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=561148909632680516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/561148909632680516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/561148909632680516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/11/u-me-him-n-karma.html' title='u, me, him n karma'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SRXf88j-7sI/AAAAAAAAABc/pgqP53uuxwM/s72-c/th_triangle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-4437794075442155435</id><published>2008-10-20T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T02:41:03.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i learn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;what have i learned so far this week are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i) if u did some mistakes, doesnt matter if its a big or a small one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when u confess, it is much easier for other ppl to forgive n forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ii) i think being strong is not how we go through tough shits, but it is how we accept the shits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and learn to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(iii) experiences are not really a good teacher... it can teach us to be cold-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(iv) the final way to solve problems is to avoid.. the 1st thing is to face n confront..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(v) the word 'give up' never really applied by anyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing my frens.. n i feel lonely..herm.. cptlah blk kwn2.. saye pon emo jugak.. saya nak kwn2 sy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-4437794075442155435?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/4437794075442155435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=4437794075442155435' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/4437794075442155435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/4437794075442155435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-learn.html' title='i learn'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-1904113162976279453</id><published>2008-10-01T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:48:43.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im tagged n so will you... so0n!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any 1 questions that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&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;RULE #2 Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by and continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- been there but done nothing.. but if it are to happen again i  will do this!...&lt;br /&gt;immediately change  phone num without him knowing bout it..&lt;br /&gt;OMG how strong i was back then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;-be skinny and taller..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;3. Whose butt would you like to kick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- arman!! plz come home.. im bored!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- i wud make a list for things i wanna do because it is sure will be a long list.. n cant state them here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your bestfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- which? well, i dont think so.. coz frenship last longer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- neither...&lt;br /&gt;actually,&lt;br /&gt;being loved is more blessed only if we r loving them back..&lt;br /&gt;so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- as long as i can... u will know urself when to stop ryte???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- i will secretly adoring n get jealous all i want, n give up whenever i want.. secretly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;9. What do you pray each day for your loved one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- i'll pray for their dreams to come true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;10. What takes you down the fastest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;-recently my dad...&lt;br /&gt;1st day of hari raya.. he brings his sisters in law that are not even muslims everywer..&lt;br /&gt;n didnt even come to meet me and my sister..&lt;br /&gt; i feel offended easily n it take me down the fastest by saying his name ryte now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- working, single myb, and a bit thinner coz i am planning to on a diet..plan only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;12. What do you really want at the moment of responding to this tag?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- i want to sleep.. slept late..woke up early.. tired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- she's cute.. friendly and very hyperactive!&lt;/span&gt; huhu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- Single and rich. if ur married but poor.. how will you live ur life with ur childrensss??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;15. What's the first thing you do when you wake up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- My phone to0, ngok de msg x...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- Done that.. but for now, or soon.. or later.. i woudnt.. coz..love is not everything.. we have to be selfish at times for our own sake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- both.. ahah!.. scandal2 lah..&lt;br /&gt;nah.. i will let time tells...&lt;br /&gt;coz time tells everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- everybody will get better in time.. time heals.. time helps..&lt;br /&gt;n time changes everybody..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;19. Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- Single i s the best damn thing now!.. scandalous2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;20. What is your favourite kuih raya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- midnight.. homemade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person's that tagged me is..&lt;br /&gt;yana..diana..diana naubi.. yana kuda.. yana kontot(sory, u byk gelaran) huhu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person im tagging&lt;br /&gt;i dont have much frens doing blog.. so, juz picking anyone around..&lt;br /&gt;1. syafiq/chuck!&lt;br /&gt;2.misz azie- maaf, xde choice.. huhu&lt;br /&gt;3. faz- haha, x psl2&lt;br /&gt;4. hudds/huda- kamu pun kena juga..&lt;br /&gt;no num 5.. xkanlah nak soh mr. abdullah??? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-1904113162976279453?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/1904113162976279453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=1904113162976279453' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1904113162976279453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1904113162976279453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-tagged-n-so-will-you-so0n.html' title='im tagged n so will you... so0n!'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-7241035753072405795</id><published>2008-09-30T12:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T13:00:43.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exXx..?</title><content type='html'>this morning.. while bz looking for baju kurung for mum,&lt;br /&gt;i felt a trigger from my instinct n forces me to search for any sign around me&lt;br /&gt;okey, juz kidding..&lt;br /&gt;but watever it is, i did look around to look for anyone i know..&lt;br /&gt;instead of juz a fren, i saw my ex..&lt;br /&gt;my first love i suppose...&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whether he saw me or not..&lt;br /&gt;but he simply ignore me when he pass me by..&lt;br /&gt;or myb he juz didnt realize it was me (im not sure)&lt;br /&gt;n d most painful part is, he's with 'the wife'..&lt;br /&gt;the gf(before she gets the title 'wife')  that he's been 5 years with..&lt;br /&gt;the gf that he cheated on n be with me without me knowing bout it at all&lt;br /&gt;yet this was also the gf that he left me for..&lt;br /&gt;to be married..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n his wife is pregnant..&lt;br /&gt;he seems happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was kind..&lt;br /&gt;but a total jerk of coz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;for whatever shits he did 2 me,&lt;br /&gt;for the pain he cause me and all the hurt,&lt;br /&gt;i think, now i am willing to forgive him&lt;br /&gt;although he does not have a single clue about&lt;br /&gt;how much i ever hated him&lt;br /&gt;n how much i ever loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because today,&lt;br /&gt;i realize i am happy to see him happy.&lt;br /&gt;n not a single beat of my heart&lt;br /&gt;are mad or sad when i see him..&lt;br /&gt;it was just a little bit of&lt;br /&gt;missing the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterall, it's hari raya.. everyone must forgive n forgets!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-7241035753072405795?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/7241035753072405795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=7241035753072405795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/7241035753072405795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/7241035753072405795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/09/exxx_30.html' title='exXx..?'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-5667523247676820735</id><published>2008-09-25T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:38:05.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>women</title><content type='html'>i saw this to0..&lt;br /&gt;in chicken soup for the soul&lt;br /&gt;n i think.. it is so0 damn right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;women,&lt;br /&gt;if u kiss her, u r not gentleman,&lt;br /&gt;if u dont, r not a man&lt;br /&gt;if u praise her, she thinks ur lying&lt;br /&gt;if u dont, ur good for nothing,&lt;br /&gt;if u agree to all her likes, she is abusing,&lt;br /&gt;if u dont, u r not understanding&lt;br /&gt;if u make romance, ur an experienced man&lt;br /&gt;if u dont, ur half a man&lt;br /&gt;if u visit her too often, she thinks it's boring&lt;br /&gt;if u dont, she accuses u of double crossing&lt;br /&gt;if u r well dressed, she says ur a playboy&lt;br /&gt;if u r not, u r a dull boy&lt;br /&gt;if u r jealous, she says it's bad&lt;br /&gt;if u r not, she thinks u dont love her&lt;br /&gt;if u attempt a romance, she says u dont respect her&lt;br /&gt;if u dont, she thinks u do not like her&lt;br /&gt;if ur a minute late, she complain it's hard to wait&lt;br /&gt;is she is late, she says that's a girl's way&lt;br /&gt;if u visit another, she accuses u of being heel&lt;br /&gt;if she is visited by another, 'oh,it natural, we r girls'&lt;br /&gt;if u kiss her once in a while, she professes u r cold&lt;br /&gt;if u kiss her too many, she yels that ur taking advantage of her&lt;br /&gt;if u fail to help herin crossing the street, ur lack ethics,&lt;br /&gt;if u do, she thinks it's one of the man tactics&lt;br /&gt;if u stared at others, she accuses u of flirting&lt;br /&gt;if she stared by othes, she says that they juz admiring&lt;br /&gt;is she talks, she wants u to listen&lt;br /&gt;if u listen, she wants u 2 talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;conclusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;these creatures called 'women'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so simple yet so complex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so weak yet so powerful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so confusing yet so desirable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, we r complicated..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;we dont even know what we really want..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-5667523247676820735?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/5667523247676820735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=5667523247676820735' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/5667523247676820735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/5667523247676820735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/09/women.html' title='women'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-8225100289191283223</id><published>2008-09-25T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T07:59:14.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the suicide note</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;this is a poem that i'd read a long2 time ago and still keep it well in my poem collection..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;it is so interesting i want 2 share it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in A pLace i did dWell&lt;br /&gt;i Met a guy i Loved So well&lt;br /&gt;he Came and to0k my hEart from me&lt;br /&gt;but Now he's g0ne and set mE free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sAt a girL up0n his knEes&lt;br /&gt;and told her things he NevEr told me&lt;br /&gt;nOw i know why&lt;br /&gt;she was preEtier than I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ran Home anD criEd upon my bed&lt;br /&gt;not a Word my mother said&lt;br /&gt;my Dad camE home late that night&lt;br /&gt;they search fOr me left and right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wenT upstairs and my do0rs he broke&lt;br /&gt;n found me hanging fRom a rope&lt;br /&gt;he to0k a knifE n cut me down&lt;br /&gt;n in mY pocket a notE they found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Dig a grave, dig it deep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;marble stone, from head to feet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and at the top, place a dove,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;to show the world i died for love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathetic but yet poetic yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-8225100289191283223?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/8225100289191283223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=8225100289191283223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/8225100289191283223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/8225100289191283223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/09/suicide-note.html' title='the suicide note'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-6900494425533741580</id><published>2008-09-20T12:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T13:38:20.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>marah sungguh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;maaf jika kata2 di bwh mngganggu perasaan.menguji kesabaran.menimbulkn kemarahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade sesetengah lelaki,&lt;br /&gt;klo pandang pempuan,&lt;br /&gt;xde kepale pon xpe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu ckp,&lt;br /&gt;sape bilang gadis melayu x menawan.&lt;br /&gt;tu pon hanya bila nmpak sesuatu yg menggugat keimanan.&lt;br /&gt;bingit n rimas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siap kate.&lt;br /&gt;x sngke ade pempuan melayu yg "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;ape yg panas sgt?&lt;br /&gt;penyataan yg based on nafsu semate!&lt;br /&gt;sexual semate!&lt;br /&gt;lelaki camni,&lt;br /&gt;tunjuk muke, loya.&lt;br /&gt;tunjuk body, meleleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kate mereka.&lt;br /&gt;normal.&lt;br /&gt;sumer punye nafsu.&lt;br /&gt;itu symbol die tu pempuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(pale hotak die!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakai baju kurung pon kate sexi.&lt;br /&gt;ape lagi pakai v-neck.&lt;br /&gt;kutuk pempuan free hair.&lt;br /&gt;sbb tu Islam soh pakai tudung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;(saya tahu saya x baek sgt..free hair je jugak..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tp bukan bermaksud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pempuan camtu,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(cam aku)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;x lyk utk dihormati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kami punya maruah juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;jgn pelik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;jike ade pempuan benci lelaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;jike ade pempuan pilih pempuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;walaupun&lt;br /&gt;haram..&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;walaupun aku xdelah baek sgt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;sebab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;lelaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hati&amp;amp;fikiran&lt;br /&gt;hanya pelengkap semate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fizikal yg utama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pempuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fizikal&lt;br /&gt;hanya pelengkap semate&lt;br /&gt;tp duit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;(pempuan mmg materialistik)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; hati&amp;amp;fikiran yg utama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1962449956519673460-6900494425533741580?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/6900494425533741580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=6900494425533741580' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/6900494425533741580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/6900494425533741580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/09/marah-sungguh.html' title='marah sungguh!'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-9149967130133687160</id><published>2008-09-20T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T03:54:41.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LosT</title><content type='html'>This LOST term only take place for some people who has lost their feelings. And all they can do is act. Acting is the best part in someone who is cold hearted. Whose fault is it anyway? I am young but I am hopeless. Am I? I don’t even know whether I am in love or not. But I can’t help myself to lie. And the worst part I hate about this is the believers...I can’t feel anything besides the feeling of guilty. I hate that.&lt;br /&gt;How can we contribute a perfect relationship when we still have no commitment to build a serious relationship? Is it really a big deal? I hate commitment; I hate a lot of things. If I could, I would end this relationship because it is a lie, a big-big lie.&lt;br /&gt; I am the kind of person who is reserved with handful of friends but most of the time, I felt lonely. And that is the toughest thing that I had to go through. Maybe it is not a big deal for everyone else. But for me it is. People say courage will take me to success. How can I be brave when the simplest thing I do is also based on a lie? Maybe it is all because of lust. But I think it is because i am just afraid to be alone?&lt;br /&gt;What am I looking in a person? Is it Kindness? Or is it compatibility? Or am I waiting to just fall in love. BUT…&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”&lt;br /&gt;This makes reality become so ugly. When the reality becomes so clearly, we tend to realize that we had missed everything about our own selves because we are what we don’t see. And this is when we will be out there trying to find who we really are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-9149967130133687160?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/9149967130133687160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=9149967130133687160' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/9149967130133687160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/9149967130133687160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/09/lost.html' title='LosT'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-2911881772983186499</id><published>2008-09-20T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T03:39:44.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's worst what's better</title><content type='html'>smile? do we see happiness in smile?sometimes, smiles are fake.sometimes tears are fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do we know if it is real?how can we tell if it's really sincere?do we really care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dont care if anybody is hurt?&lt;br /&gt;we care only when we're in that situation.&lt;br /&gt;we only care when we love them..do we really care?&lt;br /&gt;or is it juz a bad feeling to see other ppl is sad.or is it juz a guilty feeling, bcos we r not sad at d time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we r really happy, d world have sparks in it..but not in other ppl's view..aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n wat if other ppl is happy, n we'r not?vice versa..we hate them.. we'll wish for them to see our suffering..but everybody have their own dark story..is it fair?ppl r selfish...'they only see us when it is too to them'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken heart is not so bad.being a hypocryte for someone we love is not that bad,being rejected or not being liked is not bad.then what is bad?n what is worst?death maybe...but everyone will die sooner or later..then, why is that suppose to be worst?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's bad for me is living in memory n hoping for happiness... that's bad...why?because hope is juz a disease..we hope for the good, we will expect for sumthing good.wat if the good never appear? wat if it happen in the wrong way?n wat if it is not good at all?&lt;br /&gt;we'll break..we'll fall... n we'll lose.&lt;br /&gt;dat is bad,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more thing is living in memory,memory will owez haunt us, but living in it will hold us back from doing anything...no moving on, n afraid of everthing ahead..ahead are olwez d direction we're going..we cant reverse n cant escape...we will juz keep on going... AHEAD..&lt;br /&gt;we cant juz stop or pause.. c&lt;br /&gt;oz the clock is always ticking..there's no end..n we have no choice.&lt;br /&gt;we juz have to keep struggling to feel alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-2911881772983186499?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/2911881772983186499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=2911881772983186499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2911881772983186499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2911881772983186499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-worst-whats-better.html' title='what&apos;s worst what&apos;s better'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-1201256324675476991</id><published>2008-09-20T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T03:35:48.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AdAm N eVe</title><content type='html'>Men r from Venus... women from mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn..y is it so hard to understand them when u really2 want to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically, women are not from the same planet as men?Or are they?&lt;br /&gt;Women, maybe women are just a bit of addition from men? Dat’s y we r called w.o.m.a.n... a 'man' with a 'wo' in front..What does 'wo' really mean anyway?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think anyone ever stated it in the dictionary?&lt;br /&gt;Or did they?&lt;br /&gt;urrgh..im just thinkin nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;men does not come from Venus, and neither r women!&lt;br /&gt;they r only human.ordinary human with a confuse mind n full with stupid decisions..&lt;br /&gt;who cant understand each other..or even their own selves.isnt dat juz so0 damn right?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-1201256324675476991?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/1201256324675476991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=1201256324675476991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1201256324675476991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/1201256324675476991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/09/adam-n-eve.html' title='AdAm N eVe'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-5774274644483492112</id><published>2008-09-20T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T02:25:59.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first kiss</title><content type='html'>For a kiss to be really good, you want it to mean something. You want it to be with someone you can't get out of your head, so that when your lips finally touch you feel it everywhere. A kiss so hot and so deep you never want to come up for air. You can't cheat your first kiss. Trust me, you don't want to. Cause when you find that right person for a first kiss, it's everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-5774274644483492112?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/5774274644483492112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=5774274644483492112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/5774274644483492112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/5774274644483492112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-kiss.html' title='first kiss'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-6278174463258580881</id><published>2008-09-20T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T02:07:09.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mistakes people?</title><content type='html'>I don't know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I'd have to say it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure, fear of rejection, sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you're wrong? What if you're making a mistake you can't undo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We can't pretend we hadn't been told. We've all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard the damn poets urging us to seize the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today's possibility under tomorrow's rug until we can't anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we finally understand for ourselves what Benjamin Franklin really meant. That knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-meredith grey-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-6278174463258580881?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/6278174463258580881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=6278174463258580881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/6278174463258580881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/6278174463258580881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/09/mistakes-people.html' title='mistakes people?'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-6933716383372528213</id><published>2008-09-10T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T19:55:49.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im out looking for myself... so if you accidentally bump into me somewhere, please let me know.. coz i need me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this is what happen when u have bestfriends.. but they changed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i really know the fact that people do changed... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but i never knew that it would be this soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i was hoping that i could change together with them, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but it was to0 hard to accept the fact since ive lost myself lately..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to b continue, the class plak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-6933716383372528213?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/6933716383372528213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=6933716383372528213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/6933716383372528213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/6933716383372528213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-out-looking-for-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-2674265102085592664</id><published>2008-08-31T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T23:55:56.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;2morow, u'll be away&lt;br /&gt;u might find some new frens,&lt;br /&gt;u might forget bout me,&lt;br /&gt;u might find some1 better,&lt;br /&gt;and fall in love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might get hurt,&lt;br /&gt;n i might cry,&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;if ur hapy,&lt;br /&gt;for being u,&lt;br /&gt;it might make me hapy,&lt;br /&gt;though,&lt;br /&gt;forever in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;u remain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962449956519673460-2674265102085592664?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/2674265102085592664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=2674265102085592664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2674265102085592664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2674265102085592664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/08/2morow-ull-be-away-u-might-find-some.html' title=''/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962449956519673460.post-2016219279229713444</id><published>2008-08-16T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T05:08:46.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life afTer LovE</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="entry-header"&gt;For d first time u really fall in love...&lt;/h3&gt;             &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;wat i mean is, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;really2&lt;/span&gt; in&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luv...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;when a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;first date&lt;/span&gt; with him is d worst &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;stomachache&lt;/span&gt; u had,i mean, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;butterflies&lt;/span&gt; in the stomach...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;or when his &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;1st call&lt;/span&gt; b4 sleeps makes u &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;or when d &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;1st gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;from him u kept &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;safely&lt;/span&gt; n wanting 2 keep it &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;4ever&lt;/span&gt;, even if its a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;when his &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;voice&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;phone&lt;/span&gt; can make u &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;after having a tough day..?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;n &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;24/7&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he will be on ur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;mind&lt;/span&gt;...?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;n when &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; he did,do o done 4 u were always &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;....?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;n when his &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1st&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;kiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;can make u go &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;????&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;u found out dat ur&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;d one for him!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;not only that, he &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;already have a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; a steady one..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;n he wants to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;marry her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;. n &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT U&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;dat's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;sux&lt;/span&gt; right?&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;n this is where d 'moving on' takes part...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;u &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;dunt &lt;/span&gt;easily &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;guys,u &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;buy words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;u &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sweet talker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;u &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;dunt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;easil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;y&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;fall in luv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; even if u do, u will think dat they will &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;u apart n dats y u &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;never give&lt;/span&gt; anyone a chance...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;n then... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;sum1 came along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;mend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ur &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;broken heart&lt;/span&gt;.. gives comfort n &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;convinc&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; u dat he will &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;t&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ake care of&lt;/span&gt; u&lt;/span&gt; like no one evr did...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;since u r &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; this lonely word only takes part in ppls life if n only if they &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;had ever&lt;/span&gt; been in &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;luv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;u &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;force&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;urself to trust him... coz u wanna be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;loved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;cared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;n then u r convinced! but only after a while.....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;n then u r &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;willing&lt;/span&gt; to give the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;whole of u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;... only bcoz, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;he luvs u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;u &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;trusted&lt;/span&gt; him, u &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; in him, u hv &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;aith n hope&lt;/span&gt; in him, n u &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;really do luv&lt;/span&gt; him although d luv is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;not the same&lt;/span&gt; as d &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;1st luv&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="entry-content"&gt;   &lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;    &lt;p&gt;somehow, u just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;him...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;with ol ur &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;n &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;suddenly&lt;/span&gt; bcoz of one &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;stupid mistake&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;u did,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;he told u he juz &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;dont luv&lt;/span&gt; u &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;he found&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;sum1 new&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BETTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/1962449956519673460-2016219279229713444?l=blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/feeds/2016219279229713444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962449956519673460&amp;postID=2016219279229713444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2016219279229713444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962449956519673460/posts/default/2016219279229713444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackoholicwamster.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-after-love.html' title='Life afTer LovE'/><author><name>thinking to0 much</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775281463231579615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uw2NqCD3N70/SNPt-5n8KDI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/16YVhfokS7g/S220/P130908_21.53%5B01%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
