<?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-3098711565445697942</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:21:02.730+08:00</updated><category term='I don&apos;t wanna lose you'/><category term='love.'/><category term='It&apos;s never the same anymore.):'/><title type='text'>No one else's business</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-949005473037925405</id><published>2009-09-01T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T18:27:09.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll not be using blogger that much people!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be more active at onsugar.&lt;br /&gt;my url link : &lt;a href="http://myboosgay.onsugar.com/"&gt;http://myboosgay.onsugar.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can go to that website alright!&lt;br /&gt;But I'll still reply to tags.&lt;br /&gt;So people, continue tagging!&lt;br /&gt;loves(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-949005473037925405?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/949005473037925405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/09/ill-not-be-using-blogger-that-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/949005473037925405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/949005473037925405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/09/ill-not-be-using-blogger-that-much.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-964330338244465791</id><published>2009-08-20T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T15:45:26.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everybody.&lt;br /&gt;Been a week since I last went to school.&lt;br /&gt;Went to doctor last night then got mc till tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;So friday then go back school.&lt;br /&gt;Prelims here ready but I still the same old lazy Jermine.&lt;br /&gt;Never change. No heart to change also.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know when only Leong chasing me out of school.&lt;br /&gt;Codeiro also. HAH! I know soon, but they can't, cos N's around the corner ready.&lt;br /&gt;But I still play like no exams.-.- I lazy la! VERY LAZY LOR.&lt;br /&gt;People all know me. Untill mummy also lazy wanna nag ready.&lt;br /&gt;She never scold when she know I didn't go school for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;Cos she also lazy wanna nag at me ready lor.&lt;br /&gt;I now like everyday sleep at home only.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, anyway!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY CINEBOY!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;You're 17 ready! Study hard and get a good job to support your family and me okay!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Kay I tataw malu.&lt;br /&gt;Why i want upload the picha, then never appear on my post sia?&lt;br /&gt;Eh people, help me complain about blogger can anot? I fed up sia.&lt;br /&gt;Kay lah, I waiting for my cineboy to come over to get his present.&lt;br /&gt;Bye humans.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-964330338244465791?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/964330338244465791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-everybody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/964330338244465791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/964330338244465791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-7596638668638845250</id><published>2009-08-15T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:39:22.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eeeee. I still can't upload pichas.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kill bloggger!&lt;br /&gt;Help me please? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-7596638668638845250?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7596638668638845250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/eeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7596638668638845250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7596638668638845250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/eeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-1214134148720250875</id><published>2009-08-11T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:47:37.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everybody!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating. Been busy this few days.&lt;br /&gt;Lagi pun malas nak update sgt.&lt;br /&gt;Cos can't upload pichas! Like fuck -.-&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I press the icon, can't upload.&lt;br /&gt;Damn~&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last thursday and friday didn't go to school.&lt;br /&gt;Lazy and seriously shagged.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday went to meet Watee then noneng2.&lt;br /&gt;Friday met Iskandar. Go town to get some stuffs, then noneng2.&lt;br /&gt;Gerek, but was damn bad cos too much. Then his dad picked us up by car then went to eat macdonald then home at around 4am.&lt;br /&gt;Slept till next morning. I forgot where I went. I know I went back late.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday national day. Went to meet Iskandar then get some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to meet Watee and company at cityhall. damn packed, damn hot also.&lt;br /&gt;Perspired like hell. Then noneng2. Anw, saw Ciko in the train. chatted for awhile, then he went off cos he going toa payoh. Kinda missed him as well. He's changed anyway. a lot I can say.&lt;br /&gt;Then met Watee after awhile. Headed to get our drinks, then went supreme slack.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for the rest, then walked to Fort canning. I went off to meet Aizat for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;After that I don't know what happened. Ciko called to ask me to meet him at bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Trained over to bugis. Damn packed. I also damn masai.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to meet Ciko and company at Bugis. Ate at Little India. Walked all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Bnyk sia bangla. Binget! Then Ciko had to go off first.&lt;br /&gt;Then I followed Sab and nur to yishun slack. Then went to Sab's house to rest cos too tired.&lt;br /&gt;Slept all the way until missed last train. So no choice waited till first train.&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed with Nur to Khatib MRT, then she let me off. Went to take train, then home.&lt;br /&gt;Slept all the way till next day. Kay I know I slept a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Just now didn't go school. Damn shagged and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;Then Yanie called ask to skip school together. So met Yanie over at Yewtee.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Farid! Then he asked where I going, then we went on separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to meet Yanie at platform, then went off to Yewtee macdonald to have breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Then after awhile around 9, went to Bukit Batok to meet Hanif.&lt;br /&gt;Went to his place and slept till noon. Then went to Kakak's house to slack for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with her then went to get ciggarettes then accompanied Hanif for his haircut.&lt;br /&gt;Around 6plus trained home.&lt;br /&gt;I've got hell load of pichas to upload, but I can't fucking load it here.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna catch those pichas, go to my tagged. I've uploaded it all there.&lt;br /&gt;Not all actually, but most of them.&lt;br /&gt;Schooling tomorrow. Hopefully can meet Iskandar cos wanna get my stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Kay till here, bye humans!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-1214134148720250875?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1214134148720250875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-everybody-sorry-for-not-updating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1214134148720250875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1214134148720250875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-everybody-sorry-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-8989582990874352552</id><published>2009-08-04T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:10:17.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kay, school's good.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's good.&lt;br /&gt;I'm good. Life's good. Family's good.&lt;br /&gt;so everything good.&lt;br /&gt;But guys no good.&lt;br /&gt;kay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-8989582990874352552?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8989582990874352552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/kay-schools-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/8989582990874352552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/8989582990874352552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/kay-schools-good.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-5113290515993467269</id><published>2009-08-01T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T12:14:58.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KAY. I'm damn pissed off by the blogger right now.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I suppose I can upload pictures, but the fucking thing is I can't.&lt;br /&gt;It shows upload pictures, and when I click it, there's no fucking website coming out.&lt;br /&gt;See, how blood boiling is it.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna upload my pichas!):&lt;br /&gt;Damn asshole blogger. Can't you just shut down the fucking blogger site and die?&lt;br /&gt;Why can the others upload pictures and I can't? You fucking biased website!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%^*&amp;amp;$#@!@#%^&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;^$"&gt;!@#$%^*&amp;amp;$#@!@#%^&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;^$&lt;/a&gt;#@! Kay I swear I know it's harsh, but I'm damn pissed.-.-&lt;br /&gt;I've got no mood to blog about anything.&lt;br /&gt;Kay bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-5113290515993467269?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5113290515993467269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/kay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/5113290515993467269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/5113290515993467269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/08/kay.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-1896117423851914939</id><published>2009-07-29T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:09:50.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so tired, both mentally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I feel like just deleting this blog. Should I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-1896117423851914939?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1896117423851914939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-so-tired-both-mentally-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1896117423851914939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1896117423851914939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-so-tired-both-mentally-and.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-5722595301175276255</id><published>2009-07-26T16:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T17:38:45.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kay, what the fuck. I still can't upload pictures. &lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating for the past few days. Was kinda busy outing. Haha, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;School-ed as per normal. Lessons were as usual. Had maths time practise. And practically most of us copied, including me. But I copied just a little. I swear just a little okay. Cos I was kinda fed-up with myself for forgetting the formulas and not knowing how to do. So pissed off=give up=copy. HAHA~ Then finished a little too early, waited for pam to finish her work, then they accompanied me to wait to hyrul to pick me up. Haha. Thanks a lot darlings. Then Hyrul sent me home, waited for me to prepare and stuffs, then off we went out. I missed the motivation talk, cos I didn't wanna go. Told mummy that I'm not going for the talk as it's boring and waste of time, then she say okay. haha!:D Then Hyrul and me went to his bike shop first, as he wants to pay for his installments. Then we headed to Newton to have dinner. yumyum;p Then went to town. Guess what? Basically we just sat infront of taka to smoke and talk, then we went off. HAHA! Then we went to Marina South Pier, and i super love the scenery. Damn nice. It's damn cooling at night, with carpet grass which you can lay down and see the stars. There are also boats and yatch. Simply the best. Sat around till 11, headed to ecp to meet Ahmad and Irah. Had mcdonalds for supper(?), then went to play bowling! I totally sucked at it, just plain luck that let me either win or strike for a time or two. Then after the game, headed home. Reached home around 3.30am, then went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8.30am. Was damn sleepy cos I slept at like 4am in the morning. 4 hours of sleep, wow. I was pretty shagged. Helped mummy with the chores, then mummy went to work. Looked after that little brat and had breakfast with him, then waited for time before sending him over to his class at amk. I wanted to fall asleep in the bus, but I couldn't. Msges couldn't stop coming and I couldn't sleep in the bus. I will look pretty embarrassing. After sending him over at his class, trained to cityhall to meet Watee and company. And guess what? I was pissed off, cos when I reached I called Watee and they told me they're still over bukit batok, waiting for the bus. I was like, what the hell? Nevermind, bersabar. So I trained to cck to meet Isaac. Kay he was late as well, cos he forgot his ez-link. Then waited for him at the control station then finally he reached. He accompanied me to have lunch over at LJS at lot's, then after that went to have a puff, then trained to cityhall. Was damn packed and I swear I saw soo many people which I know. Damn, so I decided to head to somewhere else. Bused to vivo. Went to walk around, window-shopping. Was damn good, the feeling i suppose. No man would ever wanna go shopping with me or walk around to look at clothes. Isaac's the only one huh. Then walked around, sat around. Then decided to have mcdonald's for dinner. I'm getting so much fatter man! I'm like having fast food everyday. How on earth am I gonna get skinny and lose those fats? I'm afraid I can't. I can't resist delicious and scrumptious food.): Damn.Walked to harbourfront centre to have mcdonalds. And guess what? I saw Liverpool players! I swear they were fucking hot. Although I'm not a football fan, but fuck it. I saw them in person, haha. Best lah seh! Then went to have dinner. So we ate, laugh, talk, laugh, crapped so much. Then he sent me back. Bused back to clementi, then Syawal called to ask me out. I was like, 'what time already? How to meet?' And guess what? He got his motor 4 days ago. HAHA. And he didn't tell me about it. I was definitely shocked but happy, cos it was his dream to get a bike soon. Then I said okay. He came to pick me up at clementi, then went to bb nature &lt;br /&gt;park. Sat around, chatted, laughed. Then he sent me home around 2am. Talked to Iskandar for awhile, then went to sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I slept till 3pm. I was damn exhausted. Didn't have proper sleep for the past 2 days. So every sunday's my sleeping day. I won't be going out unless important. I'm sorry for not being able to meet you Adam, I'm tired. Next time kay.(: Just had my brunch. Had mcdonald's again. -.- I'm gaining so much wait. Alaaaaa, shouldn't have talked about Adam. He's online and he just talked to me.&lt;br /&gt;Kay then guys, I'm done. Bye humans.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-5722595301175276255?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5722595301175276255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/kay-what-fuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/5722595301175276255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/5722595301175276255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/kay-what-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-2250985513694389788</id><published>2009-07-23T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:45:19.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kay fuck. I can't upload pictures right now. It's irritating me. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;School was normal, like duh. Nothing much happened. PE was kinda fun. Played rugby and I was pushed by Azhar twice. -.-' My pants got wet. Fucked up. Ganas sia dektu main rugby. HAHAHAHA. But nevermind, I still had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Had a talk with Mr Yong. Hahahah. I thought I was in trouble, but he just asked me to smile everyday, cos it makes me look charming. Cehhhhh, best pe? :D hahaha. kembang sia!&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding. I don't know what the teachers told him, saying about my emotional things and stuff. Nonsence. I was happy like, everyday. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Saw so many familiar faces today. I don't know why. Just feel kinda akward. Trained home at 3.&lt;br /&gt;There's a motivation talk tomorrow at 6.30pm.. It's compulsory. But quite a number of people aren't going. I ain't going as well. waste of time, waste of energy. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Kay bye humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-2250985513694389788?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2250985513694389788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/kay-fuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2250985513694389788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2250985513694389788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/kay-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-4510768743641690719</id><published>2009-07-21T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:46:37.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm damn sleepy right now. My eyes seems like it's gonna shut soon. But nevermind, maintain. Cos I'm not done with my POA.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school today, as per normal. Everything was fine though. Lessons as per normal. It was Racial Harmony Day today, but we weren't noticed, so only the teachers wore their costumes. Bianca wore sari! Haha. But she looked nice in it, can't deny. Had some small geography test just now, I swear it was all last minute. Luckily Mrs Teh went through for the last time before having the test. But still, nothing went in my head. Blank blank blank. My mind's blank. Then had physics time practise till 4.15. Managed to do most of them, but quite a number of formulas I've forgotten. And Mr tan told me I can't go sec5. Sad right. Actually I ain't sad. Mummy's gna be sad to hear this. She wants me to go to sec5. Like ass. I swear it's gna be like stress fuck. I understand, cos all you're gna do is study study study and study. That's all you do everyday. I suppose. Then homed after time practise. Saw Amali. Hahaha! Actually wasn't sure if it was him, but I called Acap and he described Amali and yeah, it was him. Called him, then he was kinda shocked. Damn funny. Then he talked to Acap for awhile, before he went off. Then reached home, talked to Iskandar. Let's shake shake shake baby!^^ HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, did I tell you guys that I met Hafiz the cuteboy yesterday? hahahahaa. And sure I did! I met him over at Outram and he was late. Met him in the train then headed to Harbourfront. Went to walk around then accompanied him to get his donuts. Sudden craves huh baby?(: Then went to get water, went outside to sit and talk. Then blablabla, took loadsa pichas and it's all in his phone. Tsk! I want the pichas. Hope his computer's fixed soon, then I can get the pichas asap. Then went to the bookstore to see books. Then went to have puff puff session, then homed. Get well soon cuteboy! He's sick. :/ Please get well soon, so you can meet me kay baby!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, wna go carry on with my POA. Tsk. wait, go smoke first lah. Bye humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-4510768743641690719?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4510768743641690719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-damn-sleepy-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/4510768743641690719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/4510768743641690719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-damn-sleepy-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-3792162691184554413</id><published>2009-07-20T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:37:27.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was late for school. Damn shit.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 8. Actually my alarm did ring at 6.10, but I fell back asleep. HAHA! Damn shit. I rushed t bath and all, prepared, then rushed to school. Reached school at 8.40. Grrrh~ Had wait for awhile before going in. Damn ass sia. wasting of time somemore. Had to go meet OM lah, then go walk around the hockey pitch lah, then go meet OM again lah, then go find people lah, then go meet OM again then can go back class. Fucking waste of time man. Shit school. Then went back to class, Mrs foo chased me out. damn bad day. Then went to toilet to wash up cos feeling damn hot, was perspiring like mad. Then waited till her lesson was over before heading back. Lessons were as per normal. Had geog time practise. Was still okay. Left out the last question cos not enough time. Many people didn't do. I do anyhow also. At least didnt pass up blank paper.^^ haha. Then went puff-puff with Nik all, then homed alone. Otw, Iskandar called me. We talked awhile, then text. Pemalas, nak amek MC je. Malas nak peg keje. HAHA. Then reached home, did my physics and MT, then now chill. Going to prepare and meet Hafiz. Hehe, can't wait! Iskandar, wait kay. Will meet you soon la.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go smoke lah, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-3792162691184554413?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3792162691184554413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/was-late-for-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3792162691184554413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3792162691184554413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/was-late-for-school.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-4093958645937287782</id><published>2009-07-19T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:01:22.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only 11 days. Dah, kite dah putus.&lt;br /&gt;ONLY 11 DAYS SIA! TSKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;Putus pun putus lah. Ape yg aku boleh buat kn?&lt;br /&gt;Kau pergi kahwin nan skateboard kau sudah.&lt;br /&gt;BYE, AKU TAKDE MOOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-4093958645937287782?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4093958645937287782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/only-11-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/4093958645937287782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/4093958645937287782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/only-11-days.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-3649770988790482733</id><published>2009-07-15T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:27:56.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sl3YWexyMiI/AAAAAAAAACU/v3GM8qr-Z0k/s1600-h/NehHnEk+kaW+!2198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358677012371354146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sl3YWexyMiI/AAAAAAAAACU/v3GM8qr-Z0k/s320/NehHnEk+kaW+!2198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HELLO EVERYBODY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THIS IS I, JERMINE, THE CRAZY CRAZY GIRL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was thinking of sesame street, grover. Know him? The blue monster. HAHA, whenever it's his turn to show, he will say almost the same thing. Kay shuddup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school today. Don't be amazed~&lt;br /&gt;Basically everything was going fine, I suppose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had POA time-practise, and guess what? I left without finishing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heard that Mr Leong was looking for me. Because? My attendance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Damn shit ass BIANCA ANG. She called my mum and complained and ranted every shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And she practically lied saying I wasn't in school for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, y'know it wasn't that long. Why exaggerate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But mummy wasn't mad at me at al. Promised her I'm gonna study my hardest, and of course, go to school everyday. Like duh. How long am I gonna wander and linger around, without concentrating on my studies? When my fucking N'S are like less then 2 months away? Tsk. I knew I missed loads of lessons, thus causing myself not to understand a single thing when the teachers are teaching. See, that's the outcome when you don't wanna go to school.And the reason? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PLAIN LAZINESS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Laziness kills. I swear. Look who's talking? Me! HAHA. And I'm the one who's been lazy all these while. But whenever I try to say all these, I'll never do it. Why? Cos I'm still plain lazy. Hehe. Shuddup. Anyway, mummy wasn't mad at me, she was mad at the school and BIANCA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know it's rude to call her by her name. But so? Do I look like I bother a single shit about that bitch? Whatever. You never deserve a single little respect from me. Neither from my mum, slut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mind my harsh words, I'm kinda pissed off. But not really. Cos mummy actually hurled vulgarities about her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BIANCA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was laughing my ass off when mummy said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"She waited till you didn't go to school for 2weeks? What the hell is the school doing? Why not she wait till you're so dead before she fucking call me?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See, mummy wasn't pissed at me. At her. BIANCA ANG AND TWSS. I was laughing my ass off, I swear. It was really ridiculous. But I was actually glad Bianca called mummy late enough.^^ Will be going to school tomorrow, like duh. If I missed anymore lessons, I'm gonna be dead meat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I'm kinda worried. But fuck it, I know I'll be called up tomorrow by Mr Leong. Whatever. As long as I still school in TWSS, I'll always be standing upright for my rights. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing babyboy. He's not been replying to my text messages since just now in the morning. I assume he's sleeping, but somehow my senses tells me the opposite. I don't know if he's trying to avoid me or somewhat. But I hope he's gonna text me as soon as possible. You don't know how it feels like waiting and getting all anxious just because your boyfriend doesn't text you. Okay okay, fine. Maybe some of you do know how it feels. But so? It's my feelings, my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why am I so nonsensical today? I've been typing crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I don't know, I just wanna carry on typing. So mind my craps.&lt;br /&gt;School's a bitch. I'm not coping. I need help. But I've got no one to go to. And I don't wanna go to anyone. I just wanna be alone. Argh. I feel like some emo shits.&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta stop here. If not my nonsensical typo will go on. Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bye humans. Will update as soon as I'm free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shit, I'm always free. Goodbye.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-3649770988790482733?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3649770988790482733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-everybody-this-is-i-jermine-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3649770988790482733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3649770988790482733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-everybody-this-is-i-jermine-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sl3YWexyMiI/AAAAAAAAACU/v3GM8qr-Z0k/s72-c/NehHnEk+kaW+!2198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-1035957505606922726</id><published>2009-07-13T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:41:49.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everybody!&lt;br /&gt;You're happy girl here. (:&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I missed everyone out there.&lt;br /&gt;Including babyboy. Haha, actually just went out with him.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been going to school. Kinda lazy though.&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, I know it's N's this year. But I don't know. No more interest in studying.&lt;br /&gt;How people? C'mon, motivate me to go to school people!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met babyboy just now in the noon at Somerset.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily he woke up cos of my millions of calls.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Then went to prepare and all, then headed to meet him at Somerset.&lt;br /&gt;Wooo, you don't know how much I missed him.&lt;br /&gt;But baby seems kinda weak, not really in the mood to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am sad, but it's alright. I know he's too tired.&lt;br /&gt;And I love him for taking out his sleeping time to meet me up!&lt;br /&gt;Went to skate shop at OG to get his jacket and top..&lt;br /&gt;Walau eh, only the jacket alone cos like 120++ bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. The money just flew away like that.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to Cineleisure to get tickets for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Watched transformers, like again. First was with Hyrul, now with babyboy.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. But it was still that interesting!(:&lt;br /&gt;Then accompanied baby to skate park first. Waited for him for 45mins.&lt;br /&gt;Was pissed at first, but I can't get myself to be mad at him.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why... But forget it.&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied baby take the train to Yio Chu Kang as he need to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;Then I trained to Woodlands to meet Acap to pass him his mp3.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to watch takraw for awhile, then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow schooling..&lt;br /&gt;Mcm malas pun ade. But cannot lazy already! Must go!&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. Semangat sikit. hehe.(:&lt;br /&gt;Kay lah, bye humans!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-1035957505606922726?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1035957505606922726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-everybody-youre-happy-girl-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1035957505606922726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1035957505606922726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-everybody-youre-happy-girl-here.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-2334619768432777903</id><published>2009-07-09T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:30:48.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/SlXSEJrvsNI/AAAAAAAAACM/NK_DWjs9fZc/s1600-h/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356418300587782354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/SlXSEJrvsNI/AAAAAAAAACM/NK_DWjs9fZc/s320/e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't go to school today. Was lazy and the lessons were a bore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So decided to stay home today.&lt;br /&gt;Nana text me around 7+ to ask where am I as she was late for school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decided to go meet her up at cck. Met her around 8.30 at the control station.&lt;br /&gt;Went to get ciggarettes then went to slack near her house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chatted and chatted till around 11. Decided to go walk around Lot-satu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which you know it's like so boring. Everything seems the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So decided to call someone out. Called Syawal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met him over at Lot-satu.&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for him to come over, Nana and me went to the highest floor to check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One word : BEST! Hahaha. We played with water, then played at the playground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're like small kids shouting around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played for awhile then went to pick Syawal at the control station.&lt;br /&gt;Lepak lepak lepak lepak, then he went off around 4.30 cos he needs to catch his sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kesian dia. Then me and Nana decided to record a music tribute for MJ.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We both miss him. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sung 'You're not alone' for like 5 times? HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We couldn't get it right for the last verse. But it was fun. I swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then homed at around 6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed babyboy, supposingly meeting him today.&lt;br /&gt;But sad to say, he overslept like usual. And I didn't get to meet him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he had to rush to work cos he was going late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He apologised and was mad at himself, but I didn't blame him cos partly I was used to it though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA. But next was I understand that he's tired. Nevermind, next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I swear I miss him like so fucking much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boleh jadi tak betol rindukn dier. )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, he didn't reply my text msges. Apesal nie?&lt;br /&gt;Aku rindu kau bodoh. You better pay back to me all these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you Bam(His nickname). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-2334619768432777903?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2334619768432777903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/didnt-go-to-school-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2334619768432777903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2334619768432777903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/didnt-go-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/SlXSEJrvsNI/AAAAAAAAACM/NK_DWjs9fZc/s72-c/e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-9068521613084891684</id><published>2009-07-08T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:43:47.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/SlSGSYXudMI/AAAAAAAAACE/j_Rlcm5wsU8/s1600-h/l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356053507188094146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/SlSGSYXudMI/AAAAAAAAACE/j_Rlcm5wsU8/s320/l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just here to say, I love my boyfriend.^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-9068521613084891684?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/9068521613084891684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-here-to-say-i-love-my-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/9068521613084891684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/9068521613084891684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-here-to-say-i-love-my-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/SlSGSYXudMI/AAAAAAAAACE/j_Rlcm5wsU8/s72-c/l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-6244033756824328295</id><published>2009-07-08T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:06:25.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I love you forever. You are my one and only babygirl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hello humans. Sorry for not updating for sucha long time.&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Loads of things have been happening, but I suppose I'm strong enough cos life's been a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've learnt to stay strong and overcome circumstances alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't deny I've always been crying over little things in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But not anymore. I can assure everyone that I'll never cry. Ever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haven't been really concentrating on school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Didn't attend for quite a number of days. Was absent on tuesday, which was yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was because I wasn't home. Stayed over at my uncle's place.&lt;br /&gt;But so many unpleasant stuffs happened. Sorry to cause so much trouble everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To whoever it may concern *you know I know*, I'm sorry for making you feel this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whatever it is, we'll just be bestfriends from now onwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm sorry for hurting your feelings, I know how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But somehow when I think back about how I got hurt by so many of them, it can't be compared by yours. Not even a wee little.&lt;br /&gt;Yours are nothing to me. I'm doing all these, because.... I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Probably revenge. God's helping me take revenge.&lt;br /&gt;But not anymore. Cos I believe in karma. What goes around, comes around. Ah, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I won't do it again, and I won't have the chance anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cos I'm happily attached with my babyboy♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm happy with what I've right now, so I'll appreciate and cherish whatever that's happening right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Same goes to everyone else. Cherish whatever thats in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait till you lose it, before regretting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Trust me. I've gone thru it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;School was fine today.&lt;br /&gt;But was damn sleepy during POA lesson. Kept wanting to doze off, but I tried to keep myself awake. And I did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Had lessons as per normal, but recess was changed to 1115-1140.&lt;br /&gt;Due to H1N1. Irritating asshole.&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't be in contact with others. Kinda fucked up, but I suppose it's for our own safety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After school, met Acap over at Woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Uncle's place to pack my stuffs, then homed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Had some quarrels with Acap, won't elaborate here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Headed home and packed my stuffs, and here am I blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm sorry for not being able to meet you Ghufran. Some other time alright?(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, meeting babyboy tomorrow before his work! Wooooooooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I swear I missed him like hell. So does he.&lt;br /&gt;Yay yay! I'm meeting him tomorrow, so be jealous people. *winks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Till here then. Wanna go do my POA and social studies. *maybe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HEHE. Bye humans.^^&lt;/span&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/3098711565445697942-6244033756824328295?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6244033756824328295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-you-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/6244033756824328295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/6244033756824328295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-you-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-851044949163856464</id><published>2009-06-26T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:32:21.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My new hair! hahahahah. Cacat sia. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/SkTNr6d4UCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fHP4MUZTiL0/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090626_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351628411535642658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/SkTNr6d4UCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fHP4MUZTiL0/s320/Snapshot_20090626_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about yesterday first then.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up quite early and went to have breakfast with mummy and brother.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy took leave cos I wna go out. Sweet right? No one can replace her okay!&lt;br /&gt;After eating, Mummy went to have her hair cut whereas I went home first to prepare.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda lazy cos was damn full, on-ed the computer and checked some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Called babygirl and she just woke up. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Then went to prepare and all, met babygirl over at Petir.&lt;br /&gt;Walked over to her place and relax jap. Called Kakak, then decided to meet her over at Yewtee.&lt;br /&gt;Had to pass her Daniel's stuff and hers that I bought over at Thailand.(:&lt;br /&gt;Waited for babygirl to prepare, then off we went out.&lt;br /&gt;We looked like twins sia, we both had bangs and we both bunned up our hair. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Just that she's the smaller version, whereas I'm the fatter one -_- K diam.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to BPP first to get Subway cookies. Suddenly craved for it.&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmm, sedap siol~ Shared with babygirl.^^&lt;br /&gt;Trained to Yewtee and guess what? Babygirl went into the LRT first, then I was left out.&lt;br /&gt;The door closed. HAHA! Then we met at the next station.&lt;br /&gt;Kelakar siol~&lt;br /&gt;Met Kakak at the block beside Yewtee Point. Walked to her friend's house.&lt;br /&gt;then SKIPSKIP.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go off at 5.30, going woodlands to meet Acap.&lt;br /&gt;We trained to woodlands, then awhile later babygirl's friend called.&lt;br /&gt;Asked her to meet at Yewtee. Haha! She had to go back to Yewtee again lah.&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied Acap to take his stuffs for takraw.&lt;br /&gt;Watched them play takraw, kinda bored sometimes, but Mus entertained me.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, I can't stop laughing my ass off! I swear~&lt;br /&gt;Then went to lepak for awhile, then homed around 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored right now. LIKE NOW!&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for Faizal to finish work. wooooo, meeting him laterr!&lt;br /&gt;It feel as if it's been a few years since I last met him.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just a few weeks lah.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm gna hug him so tight lah~ hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you make it up to me kay Muhammad Faizal!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Kay till here, bye humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-851044949163856464?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/851044949163856464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-talk-about-yesterday-first-then.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/851044949163856464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/851044949163856464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-talk-about-yesterday-first-then.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/SkTNr6d4UCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fHP4MUZTiL0/s72-c/Snapshot_20090626_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-7679973161624015910</id><published>2009-06-24T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:53:23.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M GIVING UP IN LIFE, IN EVERYTHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I'm feeling so down. I feel like snipping my hair short, maybe bald....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-7679973161624015910?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7679973161624015910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-giving-up-in-life-in-everything-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7679973161624015910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7679973161624015910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-giving-up-in-life-in-everything-im.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-9202482848408730718</id><published>2009-06-23T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:41:43.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello humans.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm feeling so stressed up.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, things weren't going the way I thought it would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I even snipped my hair. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, I've lost my fringe. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whatever then. I need time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-9202482848408730718?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/9202482848408730718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-humans_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/9202482848408730718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/9202482848408730718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-humans_23.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-6304899068996458594</id><published>2009-06-22T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T17:26:22.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello humans!&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been updating for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;Basically it's because of my laziness. And yeah, I'm always lazy!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.(:&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from Thailand on last Friday.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about Saturday and yesterday ya?&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Met Acap at Woodlands platform.&lt;br /&gt;Trained to Toa Payoh to walk around.&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch over at 'Fork &amp;amp; Spoon'.&lt;br /&gt;Then bused to Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;Went over to his cousin's place. Slacked around, then went to meet Norriz over at Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;He actually wanted to look for his laptop, but the shops were closed.&lt;br /&gt;He's was damn pissed off. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Then accompanied him to have dinner over LJS, then walked around Bugis Junction.&lt;br /&gt;He bought two bottles of perfume for the price of one. I forgot the brand, but it's smells great.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to walk around Bugis street. Nothing much to get, so we trained home seperately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Met Mon at Teckwhye to slack around.&lt;br /&gt;Heeee. Slacked till around 8plus.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Kakak's house to meet them for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to woodlands to meet ex-bf.&lt;br /&gt;Went to have dinner with him, then went slack around, before he sent me back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. Brother's not being able to go to school for this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;And this whole fucking week is my last week to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, and I've to sit at home to look after this small little brat.&lt;br /&gt;argh! I'm gna rot to death. ):&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I'm going out tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy till I drop. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Bye humans.^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-6304899068996458594?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6304899068996458594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-humans-havent-been-updating-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/6304899068996458594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/6304899068996458594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-humans-havent-been-updating-for.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-4700656560358191669</id><published>2009-06-17T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T10:54:42.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello humans!&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently at Thailand right now.&lt;br /&gt;You can go crazy, serious.&lt;br /&gt;You can never stop shopping man~&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was just the first day, and I spent 4000baht.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine? Haha! The things are damn cheap, so I keep buying.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's fine here, but the traffic is damn bad.&lt;br /&gt;People just go around in motorcycles without helmets, and 3 people on top a motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;And even when the traffic light's green man, cars just go off like that.&lt;br /&gt;And they can go on the other lane, when other cars are driving.&lt;br /&gt;Fuhhhh, you can never expect when an accident's gonna happen though.&lt;br /&gt;But their tuk-tuk(?) best! Like motorcycle as well, but it's a car.&lt;br /&gt;It's a taxi, sending people to places they wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;Their Macdonald's taste so much better then Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Till here then humans. I've gotta go Chinatown.^^&lt;br /&gt;Shop shop shop, till I drop!&lt;br /&gt;Bye humans, will update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Mon, Faizal, Acap, Daniel, Kakak, Lilly Lee. )':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-4700656560358191669?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4700656560358191669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-humans-im-currently-at-thailand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/4700656560358191669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/4700656560358191669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-humans-im-currently-at-thailand.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-2202607347789929768</id><published>2009-06-11T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:05:11.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up by messages.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go back to sleep but Acap called.&lt;br /&gt;Disturbed my sleep. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Acap, then went to get food. Roti-prata! :D&lt;br /&gt;After eating went to prepare to meet babygirl over at her place.&lt;br /&gt;Bused there, then waited for her to prepare.&lt;br /&gt;Went to BPP to give her application form for MOS burger as she's applying for a job there.&lt;br /&gt;Then bused to town as she wants to go to Tanglin Mall to search for another job.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't stop at the correct bus stop, so we decided to drop off at Far East.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to have lunch first over at Far East.&lt;br /&gt;Ate, talked, crapped.(: Macam biase jugak!&lt;br /&gt;Then went to look for Tanglin Mall.&lt;br /&gt;Peh jauh! Then in the end when we reached, babygirl decided not to get that job.&lt;br /&gt;Cos there's loads of MINAHS. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Wasted our time. It was damn hot.&lt;br /&gt;Hate the weather. ):&lt;br /&gt;Then walked back to Far East and took bus back to Bukit Panjang.&lt;br /&gt;Then babygirl went back whereas I bused to Woodlands to meet Acap.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, he was late. I asked him to go out earlier, but he didn't want to.&lt;br /&gt;When I reached, he was still at home.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for him, then accompanied him to his soccer match.&lt;br /&gt;Watched them play and blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked around with them till around 10plus, then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Faizal. )':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-2202607347789929768?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2202607347789929768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/woke-up-by-messages.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2202607347789929768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2202607347789929768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/woke-up-by-messages.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-3669282085627749606</id><published>2009-06-10T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:38:07.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello humans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Babygirl called me early in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kinda surprise when she called me, and I swear I was like ' who the fuck is this ?! '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha! Sorry for the vulgarities yah, cos I didn't know who it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anw, did I say I did have a cold war with babygirl for a period of time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was all due to misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;But it's all solved, so yah. We'll not leave each other anymore alright baby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love you, &amp;amp;definitely I know you loved me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met babygirl over at her house.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked for awhile, before heading to bukit panjang plaza for lunch with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jeez, she definitely took a long time to choose what she wanted to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I chose for her, and we decided to have KFC for lunch.^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We ate and chatted, while waiting for Acap to come over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He wants to meet me badly, I don't know why. So I asked him to meet me over at bpp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He reached a little while later after we started eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We all ate and chatted and joked around like no one's business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After eating, decided to go 'puffpuff' over at the block beside bpp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chatted and I swear babygirl gave jokes which were so lame.&lt;br /&gt;Acap and me were like laughing our asses off! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But it was fun though. Had a lot of fun I must say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went off around 4.30 as I'd to pick brother up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Acap accompanied me to AMK, then bused to brother's school.&lt;br /&gt;Dier sanggup teman aku sia. He was already late for his takraw match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Awww, thank you Muhammad Ashraf.^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then he trained back, whereas I bused back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bought Laksa for dinner. Wooohooo, fantastic. hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, I'm exaggerating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Plans for tomorrow :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Birthday party at Sentosa with Kakak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Go over to babygirl's place to get my slippers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Have dinner with babygirl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm enjoying life right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Serious speaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But it kinda make me pissed off when people that lost contact with me all come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It makes me feel insecure. Or maybe not insecure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't know, but the feeling's just not good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Forget about it. Enjoy life.^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bye humans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-3669282085627749606?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3669282085627749606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-humans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3669282085627749606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3669282085627749606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-humans.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-5462962370005473951</id><published>2009-06-09T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:37:59.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Faizal came over this morning after he sent his sister to work.&lt;br /&gt;We slacked, chatted like mad, joked around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then he went off to sleep for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When he woke up, we went to NTUC to get food and cigarettes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ate, then watched videos at youtube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We watched the surgery of the 'treeman'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gelih sak aku tengok. Serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The arms and legs looked exactly like tree trunks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But he got cured. He's from Indonesia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And he looked normal now.(: Alhamdullilah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Around 5 we went to prepare, then I accompanied him to get his clothes for work,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then he sent me to Kakak's house before going to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Slacked at Kakak's house for awhile, then around went off around 8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So now I'm at home, watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;Should I go to school tomorrow? Damn bored. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't know, lazyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll be away from 16-19 June. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Going Thailand.^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yay yay~ Shopping spreeeeeeee! Woo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Any plans tomorrow? Bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anything text me kay people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bye humans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-5462962370005473951?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5462962370005473951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/faizal-came-over-this-morning-after-he.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/5462962370005473951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/5462962370005473951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/faizal-came-over-this-morning-after-he.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-9051953149552957805</id><published>2009-06-08T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:07:47.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't go anywhere today.&lt;br /&gt;Just sat at home. Bored.&lt;br /&gt;Any plans tomorrow people? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-9051953149552957805?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/9051953149552957805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/didnt-go-anywhere-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/9051953149552957805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/9051953149552957805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/didnt-go-anywhere-today.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-2860388645102851267</id><published>2009-06-07T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:26:04.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate life. ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3098711565445697942-2860388645102851267?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2860388645102851267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hate-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2860388645102851267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2860388645102851267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hate-life.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-2871271045067374922</id><published>2009-06-06T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:57:18.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All this playing-a-fool, playing-around, not-going-home-time is over.&lt;br /&gt;Probably I've never thought of all this stuffs, but what 'he' told me was true.&lt;br /&gt;I'd never thought of proving to everyone that looked down on me that I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;Until now, everyone's giving up on me. Even mummy.):&lt;br /&gt;I don't want all this, I wanna prove to mummy especially that I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;Everything that she thinks I can't do. I will prove it, just wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't attend school for the rest of the days other then tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Because I wasn't home. I didn't go home for the rest of the days till just now.&lt;br /&gt;I just came home in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;I've did so much sins, but mummy still chose to forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;But why? it's because mums' love their own children.&lt;br /&gt;And I love her too.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for hurting you mummy, I didn't mean it.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't understand what's your intention of lecturing me almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;But now I finally understood, you wanted me to be good.&lt;br /&gt;You wanted me to prove to everyone, even that asshole to see that I can do even better.&lt;br /&gt;I'll prove, and I swear. Everyone just wait and see^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days been fine, sleeping over at Kakak's place.&lt;br /&gt;But I still think about mummy. Still couldn't make myself to stay out of her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;She needs me, so do I. I need her with there for me.&lt;br /&gt;I do have friends, but friends who weren't sincere in everything they said.&lt;br /&gt;I do have friends, but friends who chose to lie to me in order to get what they want.&lt;br /&gt;Are all these friends? 'Friends' perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;She's looking for me. Cos she didn't know what she did, and she didn't know that I found out.&lt;br /&gt;It was too much to take.&lt;br /&gt;Now I realise why do people keep leaving your life. Your bestfriend and so on.&lt;br /&gt;It's because of your attitude, and that mouth of yours.&lt;br /&gt;You can't shut em, and definitely you love to lie.&lt;br /&gt;You love to be selfish, keeping everything you want to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, it's not gonna last man baby. You've to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you get to read this yah. And you'll know why I kept avoiding you for these days.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer give you hugs and pecks on the cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I realise it's no longer needed.(':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's so fucked up. I wanna change it.&lt;br /&gt;I've thought of drowning myself.&lt;br /&gt;I've thought of jumping down.&lt;br /&gt;I've all these suicide thinking.&lt;br /&gt;But it's my fault that things go this way.&lt;br /&gt;So I've to change it. And I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-2871271045067374922?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2871271045067374922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-this-playing-fool-playing-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2871271045067374922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2871271045067374922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-this-playing-fool-playing-around.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-7716958928630516851</id><published>2009-06-03T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:29:01.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL BEST FRIENDS/BESTIES THAT SAY WILL STICK &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WITH YOU FOR LIFE ARE LIES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEY JUST COME AND GO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEY LIE TO YOU FOR THEIR OWN SAKE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEY'RE SELFISH ASSHOLES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO FUCK YOURSELF SUCKAS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO MUCH FOR ME TRUSTING YOU,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TREATING YOU LIKE MY OWN BABYGIRL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND YOU FUCKING LIED TO ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BITCH !&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's weather was fucking hot.&lt;br /&gt;Was a few minutes late for class.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but luckily wasn't that late though.&lt;br /&gt;Had social studies lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sleepy through out cos slept quite late last night.&lt;br /&gt;Finished school at 12.30. Then headed to lot with nadiah.&lt;br /&gt;Went to money changer and changed some malaysia money.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to top up my prepaid.&lt;br /&gt;After that went to kakak's house.&lt;br /&gt;Lepak, lepas tu keluar nan mama sume pergi bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around then went to have dinner at Haji Lane.&lt;br /&gt;Nasi pattaya! sedappppppppppppppp~&lt;br /&gt;Then headed back rumah kakak, then headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;Now otp with kakak. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;We've forgotten about everything. Decided to turn over a new leaf. ^^&lt;br /&gt;So yah . Enjoy , enjoy , enjoy jek !&lt;br /&gt;Bye humans .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-7716958928630516851?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7716958928630516851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-best-friendsbesties-that-say-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7716958928630516851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7716958928630516851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-best-friendsbesties-that-say-will.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-9161612604587332211</id><published>2009-05-28T11:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T00:03:49.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't know how it feels when people forget about you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you were once so close to each other, like never been apart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything's going so wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm starting to lose people that were closest to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why is it so ?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it I've done something wrong?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me, pleasee?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)':)':&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing faith in everything I do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone leaves. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So forget about the promises you people made.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos promises are meant to be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people! DON'T MAKE PROMISES TO ME AGAIN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WON'T TRUST ANYMORE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Anyways anyways! I pierced my eye-brows back already.&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo. Gonna pierce on the left soon.^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Bye humans.&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/3098711565445697942-9161612604587332211?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/9161612604587332211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-dont-know-how-it-feels-when-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/9161612604587332211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/9161612604587332211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-dont-know-how-it-feels-when-people.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-616230614807378615</id><published>2009-05-25T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:11:36.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm damn bored right now .&lt;br /&gt;Someone, save me from all this boredom please ?&lt;br /&gt;Actually planned to go meet Ghufran, but he paitaw.&lt;br /&gt;Babi tol ~ Last minute he had to go meet his ex-girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Sumpah I damn angry. But fuck it lah.&lt;br /&gt;So stayed at home then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any plans tomorrow people? I ain't going to school..&lt;br /&gt;Most probably....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-616230614807378615?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/616230614807378615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-damn-bored-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/616230614807378615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/616230614807378615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-damn-bored-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-1847456567322345787</id><published>2009-05-25T15:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:55:38.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alohaaaaaa~&lt;br /&gt;I just woke up, that's why I didn't go to school.&lt;br /&gt;Damn sleepy, reached home around 3 am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go home on saturday, haha.&lt;br /&gt;So let's talk about my whole two days outside yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Brought little brother to his class at Ang Mo Kio.&lt;br /&gt;And I made Kiki, Nana Jaynes babygirl and Ampai wait for me at Bukit Batok.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry! Haha. Trained to Bukit Batok, and saw Linsa in the train.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted awhile, then off I went to Bukit Batok.&lt;br /&gt;Went to get my stuffs first, before meeting them at bus interchange.&lt;br /&gt;Apologised and treated them water before they are happy sia. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Babi tol~ Then walked to bus-stop around Bukit Batok polyclinic.&lt;br /&gt;Had some miscommunications, but in the end chose to go to Vivo.&lt;br /&gt;Bused there, and I swear my ass hurt! Kinda long trip sia. Kiwak.&lt;br /&gt;Headed there and walked around, met Ampai's friends.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, chatted around, crapped around like crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;Then babygirl wanna void her curler. HAHA! Finally depat void eh girl^^&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to have dinner over at HarbourFront market(?).&lt;br /&gt;In the end when we reached there, all decided not to eat. Ape dah.&lt;br /&gt;Just drank and went off to smoke, then headed back to Bukit Batok.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Kiki to get his stuffs for his Ghost hunting trip.&lt;br /&gt;Then we sent him to Mrt station and bid farewell to him.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to stay over at babygirl's house, so bused to Bukit panjang.&lt;br /&gt;Went to her house and slacked for awhile, then decided to go look for prepaid.&lt;br /&gt;Prepaid dabes sakkkkkkk. Peh rabak! Then went to look for prepaid but sume dabes.&lt;br /&gt;Sot siak. haha! Then had no choice but to use public phone to call.&lt;br /&gt;Called Hairil as he texted me. Hehe! Sorry eh baby prepaid I dabes. At least I called you kan!(:&lt;br /&gt;Then saw babygirl's friend under her void deck. Slacked with them till around 3+.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed back to talk with babygirl.&lt;br /&gt;Love talking to her. We talked about everything, almost everything! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to sleep at 4.30. Thought of waking up at 5.30, but when the alarm went off, I just snooze it and went back to sleep. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;Bnyk aku nak bangun kul 5.30. Tak bangun bangun pun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 10.30. HAHA. Then lazed around in bed, then babygirl wants to call her baby.&lt;br /&gt;Called Kiki, then decided to meet at Bukit Batok and teman him to ITE Bukit batok for his soccer. Had breakfast first, then washed up, prepared and off we headed to Bukit Batok.&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet Kiki and Ampai under the void deck near the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked for awhile, then waited for Kiki to go home and get his soccer stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Then off we walked to ITE Bukit Batok.&lt;br /&gt;Peh jauhhhhhhhhhh!~ Waduh. Damn tired ah. Damn hot somemore. Hate the heat):&lt;br /&gt;Finally sampai pun. Not many people have reached yet.&lt;br /&gt;So we slacked for awhile, then accompanied babygirl to pasar biru to get some drinks.&lt;br /&gt;Damn far lah. But we still made it.&lt;br /&gt;Went to get our drinks, then headed back to the court.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Fadz! HAHAH. He was shocked to see me, so am I.&lt;br /&gt;Then watched the soccer match. Kinda sad cos Kiki's team lost 6-3.&lt;br /&gt;Fadz's team won lah. Damn irritating. Dorg main ganas sak!&lt;br /&gt;After the whole game, went to lepak with Rafi and his two other friends.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Rafi to get his stuffs cos he's going for another soccer match at East coast Park.&lt;br /&gt;Then I accompanied him over. But he forgot his clothes. Stupid boy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then around 9.30, we went to get cigarettes and slacked around.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked till around 2.30, then he sent me home(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;Actually did wake up in the morning, but was damn sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;So I went back to sleep till 2.30. Damn nice!^^&lt;br /&gt;Then here I am online. Gotta clean up the house later.&lt;br /&gt;Damn lazy and tired... But still gotta do it. If not I'm gonna get naggings!&lt;br /&gt;Bye humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-1847456567322345787?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1847456567322345787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/alohaaaaaa-i-just-woke-up-thats-why-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1847456567322345787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1847456567322345787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/alohaaaaaa-i-just-woke-up-thats-why-i.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-7523593142291122537</id><published>2009-05-23T10:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:36:14.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, here I am blogging in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely one of the reason is, I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;And the other? I don't know either.&lt;br /&gt;I'm now rotting at home, looking at little brother do his work.&lt;br /&gt;So bored....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Ghufran paitaw! He told me he's gonna call me after his game last night.&lt;br /&gt;But guess what? He didn't call me at all. I waited for him okay.&lt;br /&gt;Bodoh. You will get it from me when we meet up. Swine~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans later&lt;br /&gt;- Bringing brother to his class.&lt;br /&gt;- Meeting babygirl and Kiki over at Bukit Batok.&lt;br /&gt;- Going get some stuffs over at Bukit Batok.&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe going town.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know what's the plan afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Haha! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay stoppit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn bored. Now chatting with Norriz.&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, I missed him.&lt;br /&gt;For your information, he's my ex-boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;I left him for someone else who's a big bastard. ( LUTFI!)&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So, yah. Life's unfair, so I didn't make the right decision, blames on me.&lt;br /&gt;Booo Jermine~&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it lah. I'm in no mood for relationship right now.&lt;br /&gt;So, let's just enjoy life to the fullest. (Hope so!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stim jom stim!^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-7523593142291122537?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7523593142291122537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/alright-here-i-am-blogging-in-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7523593142291122537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7523593142291122537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/alright-here-i-am-blogging-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-3529953498667140077</id><published>2009-05-22T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T15:52:59.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, went to school today.&lt;br /&gt;Damn bored.&lt;br /&gt;Got to know some results of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Passed only english. -_- Shit.&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were a bore.&lt;br /&gt;Damn sleepy, and still having hang over.&lt;br /&gt;Had photo taking session. Satisfied with my picha ^^&lt;br /&gt;Finished school at 12.30.&lt;br /&gt;Met babygirl outside swiss cottage, cos ade hal.&lt;br /&gt;Then met her at the bus stop, waited for kiki and company, then went off to lepak at Greenview.&lt;br /&gt;Around 2.30 bused to bukit batok, then I trained home.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am chatting with Ghufran and blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What plans do I have tmr?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure...&lt;br /&gt;Mummy told me maybe I've to bring and fetch brother.&lt;br /&gt;Damnass. ): See how things goes la.&lt;br /&gt;Bye humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-3529953498667140077?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3529953498667140077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-went-to-school-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3529953498667140077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3529953498667140077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-went-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-3689765276553417888</id><published>2009-05-21T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:10:13.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been going to school for the past four days.&lt;br /&gt;Damn lazy...&lt;br /&gt;So many things going through my head.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow have to go to school, cos heard that there's photo taking for graduating students right? Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm yet sober.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's still going fine, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;Ah. ):&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, step-brother came by just now.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda surprised cos it's been a long time since i last saw him.&lt;br /&gt;He brought his girlfriend along, sweet looking lady.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;He's in university right now. Woo~(:&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see him again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy. damn tired. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I want my eye-brow piercing back badly.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna pierce them back, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;I want both sides now. hehe.^^&lt;br /&gt;Bye humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-3689765276553417888?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3689765276553417888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-havent-been-going-to-school-for-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3689765276553417888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3689765276553417888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-havent-been-going-to-school-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-7308967815188185362</id><published>2009-05-20T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:01:18.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need drugs.&lt;br /&gt;I need alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;I need cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;Give me some of this, someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go to school tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Should I go back to Ciko?&lt;br /&gt;Should I listen to my heart?&lt;br /&gt;Should I quit school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please, someone save me from all this thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm dying slowly, very slowly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-7308967815188185362?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7308967815188185362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-need-drugs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7308967815188185362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7308967815188185362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-need-drugs.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-7514709535648047778</id><published>2009-05-20T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:29:20.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I last blogged. Been kinda busy and fucked up last few days.&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer with Ciko though, but we still contact.&lt;br /&gt;But his life's fucked up as well, and baby please don't awol lah!&lt;br /&gt;Jangan macam gini. I'm still there for you okay. Anything just beep.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you can get to read this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to school for the past 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;Currently at Kiki's house with Nana Jaynes babygirl.&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened this few days. Damn fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk about it, so yah. Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks to those who tagged me to ask me to cheer up and stay strong.&lt;br /&gt;I will try, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm in need for money. Dammit shit.&lt;br /&gt;Where can I get fast cash?&lt;br /&gt;I need 15 bucks for 29May, 40bucks for hair-curler.&lt;br /&gt;I need money for clothes for 29May. Mane nak dapat? Grrrrrrrrrr~&lt;br /&gt;People, any ideas where I can get fast cash? Tag me eh.&lt;br /&gt;But please, don't give stupid ideas. I know some people without brains will.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid people without brains are not entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post again soon, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;Anytime when I'm free again~&lt;br /&gt;Bye humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-7514709535648047778?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7514709535648047778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-everyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7514709535648047778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7514709535648047778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-7854140745350152198</id><published>2009-05-14T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:28:12.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've lost you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've lost the one I loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I couldn't go like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've gotta let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm sorry sweetheart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't wanna get hurt any longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let time heal everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm gna miss you Muhammad Rasul Ahmad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No matter what, you've to let go and move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Try hard, I know you're strong enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't do stupid things because of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I still love you, babyboy. ):):):):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I wanna &lt;strong&gt;scream out loud&lt;/strong&gt;. Please someone save me. )':&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/3098711565445697942-7854140745350152198?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7854140745350152198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-lost-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7854140745350152198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7854140745350152198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-lost-you.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-2733137410602958425</id><published>2009-05-10T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:55:13.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s never the same anymore.):'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We have to be like strangers.&lt;br /&gt;We can never be like before.&lt;br /&gt;We have been torned apart.&lt;br /&gt;We will never be back together.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect you to do this to me.&lt;br /&gt;I trusted your words and it melts me.&lt;br /&gt;But I got to know those were lies,&lt;br /&gt;you lied to me all this while.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm in a dilemma,&lt;br /&gt;cos I don't know what you said was true and which wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts so much to know all this,&lt;br /&gt;cos I trust you like never.&lt;br /&gt;You went through thick and thins with me,&lt;br /&gt;I went through it with you too.&lt;br /&gt;But you did this to me,&lt;br /&gt;how could you?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you choose me as your prey,&lt;br /&gt;when I didn't even expect you to prey on someone you said you loved.&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;it's all over I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;Takecare and farewell sweetheart.):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-2733137410602958425?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2733137410602958425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-have-to-be-like-strangers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2733137410602958425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2733137410602958425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-have-to-be-like-strangers.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-3448843656970554779</id><published>2009-05-10T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:10:41.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have to bring brother to his class as his class was cancelled today.&lt;br /&gt;So text Nana Jaynes babyg to ask her out.&lt;br /&gt;Siap2 all then waited for her to text before I meet her at Clementi platform.&lt;br /&gt;When receieved her text, went out and waited for her at the platform.&lt;br /&gt;She missed called, so I went in the train then tibe2 she came in through the door.&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Giler. We laughed and joked like no one's business.&lt;br /&gt;Went bugis first, as she wanna look for her mum's present.&lt;br /&gt;Mother's day!~&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get anything cos I'm totally broke..&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sad though, cos nothing caught her eye.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to have lunch over at burger king. Tried the new burger which tasted like both Zinger and Mcspicy. Dah pandai eh!~ HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to smoke outside burger king.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go arab street to walk around. But went to Banquet first to get some fruits to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Sat outside and eat then talk craps.&lt;br /&gt;Then walked to arab street. It's been a long time since I've went there.&lt;br /&gt;Ade2 pun pergi isap shisha. Haha!~&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, then we bought some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Then decided to train to town. Walked around fareast, then babyg said wanna go marina.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. It's been a long time since I last went. Ntah. So I just said okay and followed.&lt;br /&gt;Bused to peninsula first. Walked around to look for clothes and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much caught our eye, so we decided to walk to Marina.&lt;br /&gt;Walke through Citylink, chatted like no one's business.&lt;br /&gt;Then went Marina, walked around. Saw Nana and Lindsay. It's been sucha long time since I last saw them. Haha. Nana rambot maut pe!~&lt;br /&gt;Babyg said she wanna get subway cookies! Yumyum~ I got myself 3 as well.(=&lt;br /&gt;Then babyg went to get roses for her mum, 3 white roses.&lt;br /&gt;White roses represents unity, love, peace, and some other things. Forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to slack over at slope.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Farizah. Talked to her and stuffs, and saw damn many familiar faces lah.&lt;br /&gt;Around 8.45, headed to fourstick as babyg wanna meet her ex-bf.&lt;br /&gt;Around 9 plus, trained to woodlands to meet kawan baik.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to walk around and stuffs, and had dinner with him.&lt;br /&gt;^^ Then homed around 12.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;Slept all the way till 6.30pm. Just woke up not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm like a pig. No plans what, sleep only lah.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it okay. Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got to know some sad news. Damn sad I tell you.):&lt;br /&gt;No one was there for me. Dammit. I don't feel as though I've a boyfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-3448843656970554779?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3448843656970554779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-didnt-have-to-bring-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3448843656970554779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3448843656970554779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-didnt-have-to-bring-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-2498629006161031541</id><published>2009-05-08T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:38:33.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You've been wonderful in everything you did,&lt;br /&gt;but it hurts to hear when you said you understood me.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to catch me when I fall,&lt;br /&gt;but you weren't there when I needed you the most.&lt;br /&gt;When I went through my life story, I saw bits and pieces of you and me.&lt;br /&gt;But I realised it was just a fairy tale.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts when you just left me behind, running alone.&lt;br /&gt;I lost the war, and right now I'm lagging behind, waiting for you to come rescue me.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted everything to be like before, cos right now, I'm fighting the war all alone.&lt;br /&gt;Save me, rescue me, protect me.&lt;br /&gt;Please, I beg you baby. Never leave me fighting alone right here again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-2498629006161031541?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2498629006161031541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/youve-been-wonderful-in-everything-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2498629006161031541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2498629006161031541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/youve-been-wonderful-in-everything-you.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-5076155441919277474</id><published>2009-05-08T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:59:15.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah hello!&lt;br /&gt;Had maths paper 2 today.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda tough, but managed to finish. And guess what, I did quite a number of careless mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Thought still can manage, but careless mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;Hais. Then our art paper is postponed to next week.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna go anyway, so it doesn't really affect.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked around first, then homed around 12.30.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home around 1, bathed, slept all the way till 5.&lt;br /&gt;I'm late for picking brother up. Quickly changed, then bused to pick brother up.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner over at the market. Saw uncle, so had dinner with him.&lt;br /&gt;Then homed after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got no plans for tomorrow. Haiya.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just sleep? Vesak day tido je. Okay pe.&lt;br /&gt;Kan? haha.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-5076155441919277474?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5076155441919277474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/ah-hello-had-maths-paper-2-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/5076155441919277474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/5076155441919277474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/ah-hello-had-maths-paper-2-today.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-9003171240664303535</id><published>2009-05-07T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:28:30.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah hi! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Actually having school at 11, but guess what? I woke up at 6.45am.&lt;br /&gt;Received baby's msg, saying he's coming over.&lt;br /&gt;He reached around 8. He slept for awhile, before we prepared ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;He sent me to choa chu kang mrt, then he went off back to camp.&lt;br /&gt;Rushed to school, as I thought I was already late. But nah, I still saw people waiting for bus.&lt;br /&gt;Reached school, revised a little over at the canteen, then headed up to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;Had chemistry exams. Still okay though~ I think it's because of the last minute revision.&lt;br /&gt;At least it helped me yeah?^^&lt;br /&gt;Then sat at the canteen with usual peeps, while choosing for Nadiah what song to sing for her competition. All the best yawwwwww SITI! Oops!&lt;br /&gt;Then around 1 we headed to lot to look for Nadiah's dress.&lt;br /&gt;But nothing caught her eye although she tried some dresses which suited her.&lt;br /&gt;Then met Nana Jaynes babyg over at control station.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? I saw Yongli Darling! Awwwwww~&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know when was the last time we last met. I guess it was like 2 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;Damn long lah. And we lost contact somemore. Haha, he's girlfriend damn tall lah.&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine okay. But Love is Blind. Right? Right.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to walk around with babyg, then accompanied her to get bubble tea and sushi.&lt;br /&gt;After awhile headed home to change, then bused to babyg's house to shisha.(:&lt;br /&gt;Shisha-ed, crapped, chatted, laughed like mad, ate, cook together.&lt;br /&gt;Went off around 7.30, then bused to teckwhye to meet Yongli and Terry.&lt;br /&gt;Sumpah dah lame tak jumpe dorg lah!&lt;br /&gt;But we didn't manage to meetup for a long time, so we took the lrt together, before we went on seperate ways as Yongli wanna go pick his girlfriend up.&lt;br /&gt;So I train-ed home.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am. Bored as ever.&lt;br /&gt;Maths paper2 tomorrow. Gna go revise in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Where's my babyboy? Argh. Tak msg pun!&lt;br /&gt;Bye humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-9003171240664303535?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/9003171240664303535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/ah-hi-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/9003171240664303535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/9003171240664303535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/ah-hi-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-2137030945556573649</id><published>2009-05-06T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:51:29.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello humans. Humans hello. Hi humans. Humans hi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey humans. Humans hey. Aloha humans. Humans aloha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay shut up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm damn bored right here, right now, NANANANA~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay okay, sorry sorry. I know I'm very lame. So just shut up and driveeee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH. Nonsence sia Jermine. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let's start with today's story yeah? Okay let's go!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Maths paper 1 today. I guess I've did quite well, though I've made careless mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Luckily I studied last minute last night. So I did still okay.(: Yay for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ended at 10, I finished the whole paper. Expect for one question which I totally forgot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Damn shit. Lost marks. I almost strangled myself when Pamela told me the formula.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Serious shit okay. I almost killed myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then had recess. Tried to revise abit of Social Studies, but you know, I can't make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went upstairs kinda early, tried to revise a little on my own. But I can't concentrate at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So gave up. And I swear my paper was ridiculous okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wrote stupid and nonsensical answers which I know wasn't right. I keep falling asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I couldn't concentrate and I keep looking around. Then I fell asleep back.&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't do section B at all. Not even a word.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone used up 2 papers, I used only 1. But I didn't care. Cos Social studies = No hope.^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the paper, went to canteen. Actually have POA extra lesson, but I didn't go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ahjay all lah, make me lazy cos they wanna go back also.&lt;br /&gt;I was influenced by them! Then Pamela all also walked with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to slack at blk3(?) if I wasn't wrong, then talk all the shits and stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pamela damn funny I tell you. I can't imagine if I were to sit with her one whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I guess I'll laugh my lungs out. Okay, I know I'm exaggerating. So bear with it yah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then homed around 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the weather damn fucked up ah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was hot, then cold, then hot, then cold, then hot, then cold. Irritating I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Even Faiz was like complaining to me, " Eh, asal sekejap panas, sekejap sejuk ni?! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I also realised it okay. Damn irritating. Hate the weather nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Morning damn cold, afternoon damn hot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Global warming! I hate youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. *rolls eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn sleepy. Wanna sleep or not? Wanna sleep or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh anyway! I'm having my paper tomorrow at 11am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So can sleep longerrrrrrrrr. Dahdahdah.^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Meeting baby later at tiong I guess. Just waiting for his text.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PAMELA! SUBWAY, TOO FRESH *(with the sacarstic face)*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Inside joke.* you know i know. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye humansssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-2137030945556573649?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2137030945556573649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-humans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2137030945556573649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2137030945556573649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-humans.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-7436481546467217452</id><published>2009-05-05T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:57:16.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Had english exams. Wahhhh~&lt;br /&gt;Rabak I tell you. My summary, my letter writing.&lt;br /&gt;Aduh. Confirm fail, or just pass.&lt;br /&gt;No hope.):):&lt;br /&gt;Went home, siap2, then met Nana Jaynes babyg.&lt;br /&gt;Met her at clementi platform, cos she wanna go vivo to get her slippers.&lt;br /&gt;Went to get her slippers, then walked around.&lt;br /&gt;Had KFC for dinner. Then chatted.&lt;br /&gt;Went to smoke, then walked around.&lt;br /&gt;Then had this shop selling curlers. They helped us curled our hair.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sumpah muke aku kelakar~ Then the guy forced us to buy the curler.&lt;br /&gt;Babyg gave 20bucks for deposit. By next month must fork out 100. I pay 50, she pay 50.&lt;br /&gt;Haiyaaaaaaaaaa. Mane nak dapat duit seh? Mampos.&lt;br /&gt;Then walked around, babyg keep saying she wanna void. Cos kite takde duit!~&lt;br /&gt;Haha. She damn funny lah. Then I decided to go lot1 to get the cotton on bag.&lt;br /&gt;But dah takde. ): Haiya.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to get bubble tea, smoked, then home.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, I lost my keys. Damn shit.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily mummy wasn't mad with me. Nasib baik aku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 2ND MONTH BABYBOY! I love you, mwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had geography and physics exam.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, damn cock up.&lt;br /&gt;My geography almost all blank. Physics at least I tried all of them. But I forgot all the formulas cos I didn't revise a single shit at all.&lt;br /&gt;No mood langsungg~&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why also. So don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to lot to get some stuffs for baby. 2nd month, but was nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;Hope he likes it though. Cos it was nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;Homed after buying all the stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Spent almost 3 hours doing it. I was damn sleepy but I persevere. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;Finally finished around 4! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Then fell asleep while waiting for baby's msg.&lt;br /&gt;He msged me around 6, telling me to meet him in 10mins time.&lt;br /&gt;I rushed like hell sak! Then saw him downstairs, I ran down.&lt;br /&gt;But baby was in a bad mood. He was being blamed for doing something he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe he will be going DB for 40days. Sumpah aku sedih giler.&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what baby, I akan tunggu you sampai you keluar okay? Mwah.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Mak's house to get ciggarettes, then went to wait for bus with baby while he went home.&lt;br /&gt;I homed too, and here I am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't revised anything for tomorrow sak. Hais.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna burn midnight oil i guess. Can't make it sia kalau I keep never revise. Mampos sak aku.&lt;br /&gt;Kay la, bye humans!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-7436481546467217452?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7436481546467217452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-had-english-exams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7436481546467217452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7436481546467217452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-had-english-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-2387888265014903926</id><published>2009-05-03T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:45:40.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sf2MPDUVJuI/AAAAAAAAABw/g1OGZuW_R4g/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331571724093040354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sf2MPDUVJuI/AAAAAAAAABw/g1OGZuW_R4g/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boyfriend, I hope everything's gna be fine alright. I really wouldn't hope that you will go in, again. I hope ibu will forgive you. Baby, I'm really trying my best to be there for you when you need me. And I hope you won't neglect all this things that I'm trying to do for you. Baby, you know yourself how much I love you and how much I need you right here. But everything seems to change. You're no longer the Ciko I know. You dah berubah. You cakap I yg berubah ni sume, tapi you fikir balek sendiri, sape yg dah berubah ni sekarang? You no longer call me at night, cos you're tired. In the past, you don't even mind if you're tired or not, you still insisted that you wna talk to me before you go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;You no longer msg me almost every minute. In the past, no matter how busy you are, you still msg me.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's changing right now. But you must always remember, my love for you will never change okay baby? I hope what you did last night wasn't on purpose. I trust whatever you said, but don't misuse the trust I've for you. I love you so much baby. You know that don't cha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's damn fucked up. Woke up around 11. Watch tv and all till around 1, then siap2 all, then sent brother to his class at amk. I totally didn't know what to do after I've sent him, cos I was damn bored. And everyone seems so busy. Don't understand why also. So damn pissed off, then decided to head home and sleep. Then Lilly babyg asked me out when I was sleeping half way. I couldn't make it cos mummy's making so much noise. Damn irritating lah I tell you. I almost wanna slap her face okay! Haha, but of course, I couldn't do that okay. I love my mum no matter what. But I made my house phone crack. Okay, sorry. I was damn pissed off. But in the end, nothing happened lah. Went to have dinner with mummy at 'Botak Jones'. Damn appetizing I tell you. It's been sucha long time since I'd stirlon steak. Wooooo, sedap. ^^ Went home and was otp with bestfriend. Then had a conversation with mummy that made him laugh. Sumpah kurang ajar.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy,' eh, go keep all your bra here. go! now! ' Me, ' yelah yelah. *picks them up and looks at them* Eh, my bra out of shape sia! When you want buy for me mummy? ' Mummy, ' When I struck lottery lah! heheheheheh. ' Me, ' -_- '&lt;br /&gt;Kay, and bestfriend was laughing at me. Busted kan? You watch out! I make sure you dieeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Hmpfh. Then tibe2 when I was watching tv shiok2, babyg called to tell me damn shocking news. Don't wanna elaborate here. But in the end, it was the truth and I swear it hurts so much. But fuck it lah. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's kinda bored. Actually planned to meet boyfriend but tak jadi. Damn sad lah. But I met Chiqka baby! Yay yay~ Met up at the taxi stand. Went to get bubble tea then went to lepak dekat Clementi heights. Chatted a lot, catch up a lot with her. Feeling so much better after talking to her. She went off around 7 plus to meetup with her boyfriend. Heh. Hope to meet you again okay baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams tomorrow, and believe it or not, I've not even revised a shit.&lt;br /&gt;But nah, can't be bothered. Not in the mood at all.&lt;br /&gt;And anw, I love Lilly Lee Lee babyg and Chiqka baby. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-2387888265014903926?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2387888265014903926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/boyfriend-i-hope-everythings-gna-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2387888265014903926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2387888265014903926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/boyfriend-i-hope-everythings-gna-be.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sf2MPDUVJuI/AAAAAAAAABw/g1OGZuW_R4g/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-8515524724174193022</id><published>2009-05-02T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T20:45:50.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, please just keep those comments you have for me to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;And if you can't take good care of the one you love, don't blame me.&lt;br /&gt;So stop insulting me and all sorts of stuffs okay.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I can't be bothered. *rolls eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ps: SAPE SAPE TERASE, TU KAU PEH PASAL LAH EH!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-8515524724174193022?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8515524724174193022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-please-just-keep-those-comments-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/8515524724174193022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/8515524724174193022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-please-just-keep-those-comments-you.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-2940628408921841859</id><published>2009-05-02T12:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T12:50:57.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So many things happened, in sucha short time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I swear I couldn't take it all. I swear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Nana Jaynes baby yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Sumpah best!~ Keluar nan dier boleh jadi giler aku cakap nan kau!&lt;br /&gt;We met at Jurong point and went to eat with mummy and brother.&lt;br /&gt;After eating, went to buy ciggarettes then headed to bugis to get my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, then went to get my shoes, then decided to head to Far East.&lt;br /&gt;Trained to Orchard, then we walked around.&lt;br /&gt;Went Far east first. Bought friendship bands with Nana baby. We bought the same colour somemore! Hahaha(: Sweet kan? Dier nak jiwe sangat tu~&lt;br /&gt;Then walked around to look for sundresses. Damn nice. I actually wanted to get this top.&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't have the money. So I asked her to book for me then I'll go get them today. Perhaps? If I have the money lah! Then walked around orchard.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long was it since I last stepped into Orchard. Very longggggggg~&lt;br /&gt;Then went Wisma, walked around. Then went to get Famous Amos cookies (!)&lt;br /&gt;SEDAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!~&lt;br /&gt;Walked around. Then decided to go Cineleisure to have dinner together.&lt;br /&gt;Ljssssssss! I don't even know how long I didn't eat okay!&lt;br /&gt;Ate, joked around and she made me laugh like mad. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Then walked around till we were bored.&lt;br /&gt;She asked to go over to her house, can isap shisha!&lt;br /&gt;Then bus-ed to her house. Was planning to go home yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;We looked at the wrong bus-stop punye timing for the bus 184!&lt;br /&gt;It shows 11.54. But when I went off around 11.30, then we went to see the bus-stop infront of her house, it shows 11.02.&lt;br /&gt;Mungkuk sia! Sumpah aku mungkuk!&lt;br /&gt;We still ran over to the opposite bus-stop to see where it ends. BUKIT PANJANG!&lt;br /&gt;Urghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to Nana's house to think of a solution.&lt;br /&gt;Isap shisha, isap shisha, chatted around.&lt;br /&gt;Then something damn bad happened. I swear I was damn sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend, I'm sorry for lieing to you. I hope you know why I did so.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for making you quarrel with Ibu. Making you and her relationship go back to the bad times. I'm really sorry for everything. I know you were damn angry.&lt;br /&gt;Until you asked for a breakup. )': Sigh. It was really the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;But luckily everything went back to normal. He was going mad. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;It's all my fault sia. Bodoh sak aku. argh!&lt;br /&gt;Fuck everything okay. Now people's coming and going.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why. And I know I won't ever understand..&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Then I managed to ask ex-boyfriend to send me home.&lt;br /&gt;Went to have supper with him, then he sent me home. Thanks! kalau tidak, aku rase aku mati kat depan road sak.&lt;br /&gt;I reached home around 6. Went to sleep straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. I don't know. Damn tired. Damn no mood.&lt;br /&gt;But boyfriend made me smile. Like usual.(:&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the plans for today. Let people ask me out then~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-2940628408921841859?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2940628408921841859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-many-things-happened-in-sucha-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2940628408921841859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2940628408921841859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-many-things-happened-in-sucha-short.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-3875080893568016867</id><published>2009-04-30T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:02:14.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's fine today. Just kinda tired.&lt;br /&gt;The weather's still fine, cooling in the morning but damn hot in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, Faiz! I'm the weather forecast.&lt;br /&gt;Lessons as per normal. Everything's fine.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a good mood in school.&lt;br /&gt;Laughing away with the peeps in class, especially Ayumie!(: hehe!&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BIANCA ANG SAID SHE'S A DOG!&lt;/span&gt; Haha, she admitted okay. wow~&lt;br /&gt;Then homed at 3. Siap2 then go pick my brother at Ang Mo Kio.&lt;br /&gt;Ate over at the market, then homed.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow holiday. Any plans people?&lt;br /&gt;Pape picit okay humans.&lt;br /&gt;Bye manusia. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-3875080893568016867?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3875080893568016867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/schools-fine-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3875080893568016867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3875080893568016867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/schools-fine-today.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-4744324775118029679</id><published>2009-04-29T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:59:44.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was fine. SO WAS THE WEATHER. But still humid.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA, happy Faiz? Lol.(:&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were as per normal like usual.&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy like hell cause it rained. But still okay.&lt;br /&gt;Had POA time test. Sumpah rabak. I don't know a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;Then Mr photocopy was the teacher in class!&lt;br /&gt;Know why I called him mr photocopy? Cos his face same with Ms Quek!&lt;br /&gt;Adeq bradeq pe. Hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;Then homed.&lt;br /&gt;Siap2 all, went to meet bestie! Haha, I miss him. Like duh~&lt;br /&gt;Met up at jurong east. Headed library as I wanna borrow another book.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to have lunch over at mcdonalds. Mcspicy! Sedappppppppppppppp~&lt;br /&gt;Ayumi mesti jeles. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to meet Max at Kallang. Lepak kejap then balek.(:&lt;br /&gt;So here I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;Today damn kecoh. Tak sukeeee! Don't wanna elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;Bye humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-4744324775118029679?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4744324775118029679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-fine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/4744324775118029679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/4744324775118029679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-1092144637188550426</id><published>2009-04-28T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:35:43.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was definitely great. So was the weather.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda cooling, cos it rained. But still abit humid. But at least cooler then the previous days.&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;But all the afternoon lessons just come like that. It's like they didn't tell us earlier ah.&lt;br /&gt;Damn fed-up. Thought gonna finish class at 3. But ended up at 5.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't really in the mood today. But everything's fine after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go for maths lesson, cos kinda tired.&lt;br /&gt;Sat in the canteen and joked around with nana all(:&lt;br /&gt;Hah, then 4 went back to class for chemistry time test.&lt;br /&gt;Still okay lah. Hope I can pass.&lt;br /&gt;Homed at 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say. everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;Byehumans.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I love Lee Lee baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-1092144637188550426?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1092144637188550426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-definitely-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1092144637188550426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1092144637188550426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-definitely-great.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-8188187437346193819</id><published>2009-04-27T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:04:44.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was great! But definitely not the weather.&lt;br /&gt;It was very very humid, I tell you. Even under the fan I'm sweating.&lt;br /&gt;See how hot it is? Dammit weather. Tsk~&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;PE was cancelled as Mr Aidil wanna teach on chemistry. So yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;Basically I was lazy, like duh. But I guess I was in luck. (:&lt;br /&gt;Had Social Studies time test, which didn't seem like a test to me at all.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Foo was teaching all the way. And shouting here and there. Irritating.&lt;br /&gt;And trust me, I didn't even know what she's talking about.&lt;br /&gt;I guess only the 5th or 6th time she repeated it again, then I started to understand.&lt;br /&gt;Then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if I'm meeting baby or not. Cos I wanna go get ciggarettes over at bapak.&lt;br /&gt;If he isn't, perhaps I'll go alone tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know mummy changed my appointment to when.&lt;br /&gt;See yah humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-8188187437346193819?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8188187437346193819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-great-but-definitely-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/8188187437346193819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/8188187437346193819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-great-but-definitely-not.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-8990475535458892130</id><published>2009-04-26T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:37:30.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling kinda sick. Not kinda, I guess I'm really sick.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the hospital yesterday. Actually went to the clinic in the morning, then the doctor referred me to the hospital for my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh! It hurts so much when they checked my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;The light's too glaring. I kept tearing. But now it's feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;But I spent almost the whole day in hospital. Waste of time. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;Having an appointment tomorrow over at SGH. In the morning.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I won't be going to school.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't wanna miss school as well, but I'd no choice. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to visit my uncle also. Had dinner with him then sat in the hospital watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;Homed at around 9.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah! I didn't tell you guys about my MT mid-year exam right?&lt;br /&gt;Had exams on friday. Was fine though, everything went right. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Exams are around the corner. Gotta buck up yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe meeting baby later. Just waiting for his text.&lt;br /&gt;See yah humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-8990475535458892130?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8990475535458892130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-feeling-kinda-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/8990475535458892130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/8990475535458892130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-feeling-kinda-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-7756373918519452193</id><published>2009-04-25T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:09:36.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating for the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda busy you see.&lt;br /&gt;Overall this few days i've been fine.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;Don't really bother about relationship now~&lt;br /&gt;So yeah! I'm gna live my life like never.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-7756373918519452193?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7756373918519452193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry-for-not-updating-for-last-few.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7756373918519452193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7756373918519452193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry-for-not-updating-for-last-few.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-3451708828275601843</id><published>2009-04-23T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:49:22.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was great, everything feels great.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even think of boyfriend. Haha, to tell the truth, I really don't.&lt;br /&gt;I concentrated on my work, worked with my friends, laugh with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was great. Very great.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's a big step I went. I deserve a pat on my shoulder! *pat on the shoulder*.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha.(:(: It's good to see all my friends around me, telling jokes, caring for one another.&lt;br /&gt;It feels good. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;And I just talked to mummy. She said it's a must to go to Secondary 5.&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I don't know about that. I argued with her but I won, cos she didn't know what else to say.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! But fuck it. It's my life. My education. My dream.&lt;br /&gt;Cehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~ hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll be meeting boyfriend tomorrow. I hopeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be picking him up most probably. Yay yay!~&lt;br /&gt;But I won't put high hopes on him. Nahh, don't wna get hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;I'll live life to the fullest. Yeah people? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT exams tomorrow. Gonna go revise a little.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-3451708828275601843?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3451708828275601843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-great-everything-feels-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3451708828275601843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3451708828275601843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-great-everything-feels-great.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-362641544192691505</id><published>2009-04-22T19:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:29:23.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry guys that I broke down in class today. Twice somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop the tears to just come.. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe what Mrs Teo said was right, I haven't made my own decision.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Life's like this. People change. And eventually, they change without us knowing.&lt;br /&gt;And now, true colours shown.&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I'm not gonna cry. I'm gonna enjoy life to the fullest!&lt;br /&gt;Agree with me friends?!?&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Thanks to you people who made my day. hugs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-362641544192691505?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/362641544192691505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sorry-guys-that-i-broke-down-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/362641544192691505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/362641544192691505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sorry-guys-that-i-broke-down-in.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-6216645882805563361</id><published>2009-04-21T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:45:20.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is gonna be a long post. So people hang on with it yeah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;School was fine today, but tiring like helllllllll.&lt;br /&gt;My head was going wild like roller coaster, my eyes hurt like fuck, my throats sored, my body ache. But I still tried my best for school. I tried very hard on concentrating on the lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I almost gave up, but I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were as per normal. During assembly had malay dance from the ex-malay dancers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then Marina Yusof also came over to our school. She's gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;Then after assembly went to get a drink, then headed back up to class.&lt;br /&gt;Had maths lesson till 3. Had geography till 4. Had physics time practise till 5.&lt;br /&gt;Damn tired. Body aching. Rushed home right after school. Real headache.&lt;br /&gt;Just took temperature. 38.2 degrees. Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;Lazy wanna go see doctor. Baby didn't text me too. Damn fucked up. No mood at all lah.&lt;br /&gt;Did my work and now here i'm blogging, whereas chatting with Nana Jaynes.&lt;br /&gt;Missed her laaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Going sheesha at her house this saturday. Maybe tonning with her also.(: Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing everyone. My babygirls, my babyboys.&lt;br /&gt;Especially Lilly lee lee baby, Nana Jaynes baby.&lt;br /&gt;Lee lee b, thanks for asking about me. I'm fine, I guess. I'm trying to get used to not having him in my life. Maybe that's not true, cos I know I can't make it. He's everything to me, almost. But I know I have you in my life babygirl. I know you're always there for me. I know you love me like how I love you! I know all these. I really wanna thank you for being there. I really wanna thank you for sending me those sweet messages and putting a smile on my face. I wanna thank you for the video in your blog that made tears well up in my eyes. I miss you too babygirl. And I'll miss you every single day. Like you said, we may be apart in distance, but never at heart.(: I love you bbyg. Hugs! (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss boyfriend. )': I swear a lot. I don't even know what he's busy about. I've been putting hopes every single day that he'll text to tell me to meet him. But he haven't. I know I shouldn't have this thoughts, but yes I do! Aku takot dier ade pompuan lain. Urgh! I hope not, cos he assures me that he loves only me.. Sigh. I don't know. Tears always well up when I think about him. I miss him. I miss him hugging me, teasing me, kissing me, saying ' I love you ' to me, making me smile whenever I'm down. I don't know when I can get all these again. I've never loved someone this much before. Is it a wrong decision? Should i listen to my friends that tell me not to put so much faith in the relationship? I guess not. Exams are around the corner. I don't wanna let this affect me. And I will not. I guess not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everyone's whose there for me. I'll try my best to not think too much about him. I'll try... I'll try...&lt;br /&gt;I can't. ):):):):):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is for boyfriend. don't even think he reads. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember...The way you glanced at me, yes I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember...When we caught a shooting star, yes I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember.. All the things that we shared, and the promise we made, just you and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember.. All the laughter we shared, all the wishes we made, upon the roof at dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you remember..?When we were dancing in the rain in that december&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I remember..When my father thought you were a burglar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember.. All the things that we shared, and the promise we made, just you and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember.. All the laughter we shared, all the wishes we made, upon the roof at dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember.. The way you read your books,yes I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The way you tied your shoes,yes I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The cake you loved the most,yes I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The way you drank you coffee,I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The way you glanced at me, yes I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we caught a shooting star,yes I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we were dancing in the rain in that december&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the way you smile at me,yes I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*I remember - Mocca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-6216645882805563361?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6216645882805563361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-gonna-be-long-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/6216645882805563361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/6216645882805563361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-gonna-be-long-post.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-6943094167079649337</id><published>2009-04-20T16:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:14:02.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sew4fT-_8-I/AAAAAAAAABo/2feNW6NDVlI/s1600-h/DSC00132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326694569864066018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sew4fT-_8-I/AAAAAAAAABo/2feNW6NDVlI/s320/DSC00132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss this boy. And I really wanna thank him.&lt;br /&gt;For everything that he've done, just for me.&lt;br /&gt;He has listened to my complaints, listen to me cry, listen to me nag. Seen me got real mad, seen me got real sad, seen me got real crazy. He's my bestfriend. I've never had someone like this before. I've ever hurt him before and I really regret it so much. I've never wanted to hurt him or make him sad. Neither do I even have the guts to lose him at all. I know I'm selfish, but I want him all alone. I can't even imagine myself without him. But don't get it all wrong. He's just a friend. More than a friend actually. Everything that I wanted, other than boyfriend. I'm very lucky to have him, I can say. And he promised me friends till eternity! Right bestie? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was fine today. But very tiring thoughhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Had PE. Ran 2.4km today. Peh penatttttttttttttt!~&lt;br /&gt;But still made it though.(: heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;Then had English time practise. Tried to concentrate but I can't. Don't know why. But I still did try to do my summary despite all the noise outside the classroom. There was this fire thingy at the parade square. The fire-fighters came over to school to teach the sec3's how to use the fire extinguisher and stuffs. Don't know, don't care. Just continued my work with Hidayu. Managed to highlight all the points for summary, but I don't know if it's right or wrong. It was too noisy to concentrate. Argh! But nevermind, at least I did my best. Hope it's still okay. Then had Social Studies test. Cock-up. I can't remember a single shit. Confirm fail. Damn. Then had Social Study lesson till 3.15. Then homed. Having sore eyes right now. Irritating. I guess I gotta catch a nap. Eyes need rest also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is for Eerah, Sammie and Lee lee babies:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the concern babies. I'm fine, I suppose. I'm getting used to all these. So no worries about whatever that I'm posting, cos I'm just letting out my anger right here. So, don't worry too much about me. I'll be fine. I'm now just concentrating on my school work and stuffs. About him, I'll try to put one side. But I still love him. Just that he doesn't wanna tell me his stuffs and all. And he tries to avoid me by not replying to my messages and not picking up my calls. But I guess I'll get used to it soon. Thanks again for everything babies. I love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-6943094167079649337?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6943094167079649337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-miss-this-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/6943094167079649337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/6943094167079649337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-miss-this-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sew4fT-_8-I/AAAAAAAAABo/2feNW6NDVlI/s72-c/DSC00132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-1281864173652122945</id><published>2009-04-19T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:18:44.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HANDPHONE ASAL TAKNAK BUANG?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KALAU TAKNAK REPLY MSG,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; TEROS TERANG CAKAP TAKMO MSG LAGI LAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ASAL BUAT AKU MACAM ANJENG? PUKIMAK _l_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AKU DAH MALAS AH. KAU BUAT APAPE KAU NAK LAH EH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AKU TAKKAN MSG KAU LAGI. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUKE HATI KAU NAK MSG AKU TIDAK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AKU DAH PENAT AH CARIK2 KAU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KAU TAK PERNAH CARIK AKU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AKU RASE KAU TAKDE AKU PUN LAGI HAPPY AH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOLEH ENJOY2 KAT LUAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't even know when you're saying the truth and when you ain't. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-1281864173652122945?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1281864173652122945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/handphone-asal-taknak-buang-kalau.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1281864173652122945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1281864173652122945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/handphone-asal-taknak-buang-kalau.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-4767375149228469484</id><published>2009-04-18T13:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T13:28:20.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In every relationship there will be misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;But the both parties will have to learn to walk on together.&lt;br /&gt;Although it may make you have some grudges in between, but the love will fight them off.&lt;br /&gt;Love is strong. Love is sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing you sacrifice for the other party can make the other party happy.&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing means a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Take me for example.&lt;br /&gt;I just had an misunderstand with boyfriend last night. And I didn't ask before i just said he's in the wrong. In the end I hurt him. I was also hurt in the first place cos I thought it was him who did it. But it wasn't. It was someone else. And it caused this misunderstanding. In the end the someone else explained to me, it was him. Not boyfriend. I felt guilty. I didn't even bother asking if it's the truth and I just wronged him like that. He was mad. Definitely. He even did silly things. I called him a million times, and he picked up to say he didn't wanna talk to me. I cried. It makes me feel like I'm not a wonderful girlfriend. Neither am I a good companion of his life. And how I complained about boyfriend to bestie. How I said he was in the wrong and how I thought he was unfaithful to me. I was wrong. I was the one who had those indecent thoughts of him. He never did such things to me. I didn't know until that someone explained. We talked things out and everything was fine. Lucky me. I wouldn't wanna lose someone so dearest to me. Never wna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's unfair. Whenever fate doesn't make you two come along, you guys have to leave each other no matter what it is. You'll also have to face consequences that you didn't do wrong. And you've to always cherish the someone who loved you with all his heart. No matter how bad he treats you, how he disturbs you, how he calls you names, that's the way he shows how much he loves you. Everyone have different ways of showing their love. And yes, I've felt all his love, right here... In my heart. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-4767375149228469484?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4767375149228469484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-every-relationship-there-will-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/4767375149228469484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/4767375149228469484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-every-relationship-there-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-842177272665922470</id><published>2009-04-17T16:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:30:58.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE LILY LEE LEE BABYGIRL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S MINE AND ONLY MINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIEEE, NO CHANCE~ SHE'S MINE. ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU BBYG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL BE HERE FOR YOU WHEN YOU NEED ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M JUST A PHONE CALL AWAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO OUT TOGETHER SOON HUNN!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-842177272665922470?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/842177272665922470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-lily-lee-lee-babygirl-shes-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/842177272665922470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/842177272665922470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-lily-lee-lee-babygirl-shes-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-4217149269147121526</id><published>2009-04-17T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:02:02.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was fine yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Changed our ez-link cards to the new one already~&lt;br /&gt;Was then called up by VP during assembly to see him at the principal's office.&lt;br /&gt;Argh! We all headed to meet them then the principal talk cock.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I thought he really wanna suspend us, in the end, he gave us chance.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf? Then why in the hell did he say so much? Waste of time~&lt;br /&gt;Then had to write reflection form. Didn't really bother, so wrote a very short one only.&lt;br /&gt;Then sat there till 10, headed back to class for POA.&lt;br /&gt;Got back our ez-link at around 1.30. Everyone was laughing around cos their ez-link pictures were from primary6. Kekek sak!&lt;br /&gt;Ade yg center parting. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA. *You know I know*&lt;br /&gt;Then had life-skills till 6. Quite fun and really it makes me wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up as in make me realise the time for having fun is over. Gotta pull up my socks.&lt;br /&gt;Had a survey form, then homed~&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, bathed, online for awhile. Then baby text to ask me to go over to meet him at the usual place.&lt;br /&gt;Then something happened. Don't really wanna talk about it though. We quarrelled.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts, but I can't do a single thing. I don't wanna lose him as well. So I just treated as nothing happened. Fuck it, but I can't stop accepting the reality. He's lieing, I know it.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe he isn't? I don't know.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was fine for today.&lt;br /&gt;Had revision for maths today. After recess had geography test.&lt;br /&gt;Did some last minute revision. Argh~ But luckily I can remember them. (:&lt;br /&gt;Then had MC. Did composition and letter writing, then homed at 3.&lt;br /&gt;Was otp with bestie just now. He's funny!&lt;br /&gt;Bile mase ade orang mandi kat kedai kopi? Betol nye slenger sia~ Hahahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ah bestie, I was just kidding~&lt;br /&gt;Meeting baby later and going geylang. Tataw jadi ke tidak lah~&lt;br /&gt;See how things goes. Bye humans ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-4217149269147121526?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4217149269147121526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-fine-yesterday_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/4217149269147121526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/4217149269147121526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-fine-yesterday_17.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-7907709708704618470</id><published>2009-04-15T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T17:54:50.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was definitely not fine. Almost got suspended.&lt;br /&gt;But thank God I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Was called up by Ms Tan as I didn't attend Life skill's program yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Was absent so there was an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;Our class was also called up. Was really shocked to hear that our class cheated for the Social studies test yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Actually wasn't shock lah. It's like normal? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;And the fucked up thing is that I didn't do anything wrong and I was punished.&lt;br /&gt;It's because of my absenteesm. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;Then principal said must get suspended. He will give a letter then he'll send us home.&lt;br /&gt;If we wanna come back to school, then we've to call our parents down with us to give a fucking good excuse why they should let us back.&lt;br /&gt;Damn paranoid. Tears welled up my eyes. Fucking scared. Can't lose this position in schooling.&lt;br /&gt;I cried. Michelle too. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;Then VP decided to give a chance. Go and ask if Mrs Teo wanna give us another chance.&lt;br /&gt;We went up, and I told Mrs Teo that I will work hard and come to school everyday.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, luckily I was fine.&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were as per normal. Had Maths test. Mampos~ I didn't even know anything.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I know lah. But I forgot sak! Argh. Guess I gonna fail this test.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the lessons were fine. Chemistry as usual was sleepy like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Boring like fuck. ): Almost fell asleep. Eyes were like half-opened. Rabak.&lt;br /&gt;Then after school went canteen and seat around with Faiz and Kimmy.&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, we went off together. Then I trained home as Kimmy and Amir going Faiz's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling very sleepy. Baby just asked if I wanna go Geylang with him.&lt;br /&gt;He's going to work. He said it's gonna end late.&lt;br /&gt;I told him to go on himself. But he said he'll ask if it ends late.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe going with him. But sleepy like fuck. -_- Haiya..&lt;br /&gt;See how things goes lah. Bye humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-7907709708704618470?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7907709708704618470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-definitely-not-fine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7907709708704618470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7907709708704618470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-definitely-not-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-3619471903162632941</id><published>2009-04-14T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:02:14.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was fine yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Had MT test, which I didn't know about it. But it was alright. (:&lt;br /&gt;Homed at 1.3o as we had geography lesson at timetable time.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't finish the work that was given, but just handed it up.&lt;br /&gt;Homed at 2.30.&lt;br /&gt;Met baby under my block at around 5.15. Went to meet bapak and bought ciggs.&lt;br /&gt;Baby homed at around 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to school today as I had fever from last night.&lt;br /&gt;Slept all the way till 12. Was woken up by baby's msg.&lt;br /&gt;He was otw to bedok to attend his cousin's funeral. His cousin passed away yesterday due to accident over at Dover. Sad ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;People tend to leave suddenly. So always cherish the people around you.&lt;br /&gt;Rotting at home right now while waiting for baby.&lt;br /&gt;Actually planned to go with baby but I was not feeling really well and baby also overslept.&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Baby overslept so mummy went off first without telling him. He mengamok sak~&lt;br /&gt;Who asked you to oversleep? Baby baby. Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I'm missing baby so much.&lt;br /&gt;Hope he can come over but we'll see how things goes.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll be meeting him later on after the funeral and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting for his text. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-3619471903162632941?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3619471903162632941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-fine-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3619471903162632941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3619471903162632941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-fine-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-1657179003603977534</id><published>2009-04-11T13:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:20:37.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhhh, yesterday was fucking tired.&lt;br /&gt;First met baby over at platform cos going abg's house to wash his uniform.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't quite in the mood as I quarreled with mummy.&lt;br /&gt;But baby still made me laugh. That makes me love him so much!&lt;br /&gt;Trained to lakeside and bused to abg's house. We stopped over at the shopping center and bought some cakes for my babyboy, Nanda.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked over to abg's house, then suddenly it was drizzling.&lt;br /&gt;Argh, fucked up. Fucking cold and the rain got heavier. Luckily we reached abg's house before it rained cats and dogs. Can't bear getting wet.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked while over at abg's house, played with Nanda, ate some curry macaronies. :)&lt;br /&gt;Then went off around 4.30 as baby wanna go Yishun to add on to his tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;Trained to Yishun, then bused to Nee Soon.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the shops were closed. There were this two tattoo shops beside each other.&lt;br /&gt;Adeq-bradeq. Selalunye baby go to the adeq's shop, but he was closed already.&lt;br /&gt;So he decided to go over to the Abg's shop. Bnyk sak bangalah. And the smell of alcohol in the room was choking me. I feel my lungs burning with the over-whelming smell of alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;Waited till atround 10.30 before it's baby's turn. We reached around 6.40. See how long we waited!&lt;br /&gt;And finally it's baby's turn. Sat beside him and videoed the whole scene. Gelih sak!&lt;br /&gt;But when baby was doing his tattoo, not much blood came out. It was only after the whole thing, then blood start oozing out. But it was quite nice. Now one hand's full, almost.&lt;br /&gt;Then we bused to bukit merah as we knew we can't make it for the train.&lt;br /&gt;Then luckily there was still bus back to Clementi. Baby had to walk alone. Kesian seh~&lt;br /&gt;And he still told me it was near to his place. But it was so far that when I reached home, he haven't! Argh.&lt;br /&gt;But he reached home after awhile, then he went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa tonight? Not confirmed, but most probably.&lt;br /&gt;But baby's sick. Argh. I'm sick as well. How?&lt;br /&gt;Will update when I get back okay. Bye humans ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-1657179003603977534?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1657179003603977534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahhhh-yesterday-was-fucking-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1657179003603977534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1657179003603977534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahhhh-yesterday-was-fucking-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-3772520245153198635</id><published>2009-04-09T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:43:12.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7th April - Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to school, as usual. Same reason, malas!&lt;br /&gt;Hah, then met Nana over at cck to lepak.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at macdonald's for breakfast, then headed to the block in front of lot.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked around, then around 1.30, went to meet bestie!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha. He met me wait for him.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi takpe, dah biase kan. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Then met him over at lakeside. Then went to Jurong point to have lunch!&lt;br /&gt;KFC ah gang~ He owed me cos he made me wait. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Then he made me laugh like an idiot over at KFC. Keep making stupid actions.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, smoked, then planned where to go. I made the decision to go over to Mustafa. Cos Singapore dah lah kecik, no place to go. So boring siak. Kalau boleh, I wanna migrate ah!&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Then reached Mustafa, stakat pergi toilet je siak! Binget giler. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Then no more plans, decided to call Fieeeeeeeee! Met him over at Jurong East as we decided to go over to Vivo.&lt;br /&gt;Then baby text me last minute to meet him over at Tiong Bahru.&lt;br /&gt;I pretended that I didn't know them and went in through another door. But I couldn't make it as I kept giggling to myself. Ade je orang ingat aku giler. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Then when we reached Outram, I went beside bestie. But Fie still didn't notice me. Kekek.&lt;br /&gt;At last when we were walking, then he noticed me pulak. Laugh~ He's cute ah, with those braces! heh heh. Tapi sedih kan Fie, tak leh keluar same same nan 'ehem ehem'. But no worries, one day we will go out together okay!&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to Tiong Bahru to meet baby. Lepak jap, then trained home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th April - Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;Went to school. Nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;Quarreled with mummy. Irritated. Fed up.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I am nothing in the family. Argh! Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;Had Apex day over at school. Went to school late with Nana.&lt;br /&gt;Smoked at block 5 with Jeslyn. Haha! Long time no see. Kehsiao sak.&lt;br /&gt;Then went into school with her. They already started with the cheers over at the Hockey pitch.&lt;br /&gt;Can feel the spirit. Heh. Our session is the second one at 10, so we slacked in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;Had some food cos hungry like hell. Then chatted and stuffs. Around 10, we headed up to the parade square for our captain's ball match. Fucking hot, perspire like hell!&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun. Finished everything at 1.30. Trained home.&lt;br /&gt;Slept for awhile, then baby msged around 5. Met him around 6 over at platform, then decided to go have dinner first. Then baby changed his mind and decided to go Queensway.&lt;br /&gt;Then in the end tak jadi pulak, cos he's tired and sick.&lt;br /&gt;Then Abg white called, asked him over to get some stuffs at Geylang.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe nanti going club with baby. Just waiting for his call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body's hurting like hell. Muscles feel like it's tearing. My backs aching.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have some rest first. While waiting for baby's call. Bye humans! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-3772520245153198635?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3772520245153198635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/7th-april-tuesday-didnt-go-to-school-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3772520245153198635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/3772520245153198635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/7th-april-tuesday-didnt-go-to-school-as.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-7334903218879706507</id><published>2009-04-06T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:31:28.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321561264770000994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sdn7xoUYKGI/AAAAAAAAABY/pbyo8ICpppA/s320/babyboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 1 MONTH BABY LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was our first month.&lt;br /&gt;This is for you baby (L)&lt;br /&gt;I've never expected us to come this far. I expected another result. But you proved to me we can go on, 1 year, 2 years, 10 years, or who knows for the rest of our lifes like how you promised to stay with me till eternity. Till the day we die. I've never had someone special like you. Although selalunye you suke tengok pompuan, tapi you tawu you ade I, dah takya pompuan lain. You've shown me the meaning of love. I wanna stay with you forever. I love you so much, and I know you love me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metup with baby yesterday. Went to buy ciggies then lepaked over at mak's house for awhile. Then headed to abg's house to lepak and visit Nanda. My baby boy! HAHAHAH. Then around 5.15 we went off to meet Romie over at Redhill cos they going to Geylang for working purposes. But in the end when we reached there, no one reached yet. Baby sot sak. Then I had my dinner then went to cityhall. Went to walk around then lepak. Saw Dan at Penin then he decided to join us. Lepak for awhile over at Funan then trained home. Before baby got down the train, he whispered in my ear " Happy 1 month anni babygirl. " Awwwwwwwwwwwww~ I melted and smiled widely to him. Sweetest thing ever.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, didn't go to school today. Damn lazy! Ape nak jadi seh Jermine~ mampos aku. Nana text to ask if she could come over, cos she's lazy like me! haha. Kite sume permalas~ Then slacked at home, chatted. Then her cousin came over. Then baby took half day off and came over as well. Around 1.30, they went off. Baby slept over at my house till around 5. Bathed and all then headed to buy ciggies over at bapak's. Chatted and all over at the coffee shop. Around 7.30, headed to bapak's house to have dinner. Peh sedap! Fuhhhhh~ Mak masak sedap sak. Kalau ade orang boleh masakkn gini untok aku hari hari, aku cium dier sak. FAKE. Then around 8.30, sent baby over to bus stop, then I went home.&lt;br /&gt;I must go to school tomorrow already! So many days been absent. Confirm miss a lot of stuffs. Hope I didn't just say it, but do it as well. :/&lt;br /&gt;Bye humans ^^.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-7334903218879706507?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7334903218879706507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-1-month-baby-love-yesterday-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7334903218879706507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7334903218879706507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-1-month-baby-love-yesterday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sdn7xoUYKGI/AAAAAAAAABY/pbyo8ICpppA/s72-c/babyboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-1164108477592401690</id><published>2009-04-04T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T11:28:47.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waiting for baby's text. Confirm hundred percent chop he's still asleep.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Tiring. Was caring day. Went to blk 225 if I'm not wrong to collect newspapers from the residents. Some caring nak mampos, kasi bnyk giler. Some rude like fuck, like that dog woman. Grrrrrr. But overall we got a lot of newspapers. Kinda glad to see the outcome. We did take pictures, but it's with Pamela~ So maybe when I get it, then I'll upload it here. ^^&lt;br /&gt;After the whole event, we were allowed to leave the place and go home.&lt;br /&gt;So, I, Nana, Eerah, Amir, Ahjay, Afiq, Faiz And Kimmy went to lot to get Ananas(:&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to RC to eat. I went off after a shortwhile, as I wanna get some sleep before heading to pick brother up.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home around 2. Went to do somethings, then slept at 3.30. Woke up at 5.&lt;br /&gt;Rushed to prepare as I was already late. Then reached brother's school at around 6.40.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner over at AMK hub, then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going town with baby and his brothers later. After I bring brother over to his class. Grr, if not I can go out early and meet baby early. Didn't get to meet him yesterday, misssssssssed him. ): Tomorrow is our special day. Heh! Can't waittttttttttt~&lt;br /&gt;I'll update about what happen tonight okay! Bye humans ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-1164108477592401690?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1164108477592401690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/waiting-for-babys-text.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1164108477592401690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1164108477592401690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/04/waiting-for-babys-text.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-403594111021973596</id><published>2009-03-31T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:25:04.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIDOP SUSA, MATI SUSA, KANINA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super sleepy. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Baby's over at abg's place. Didn't get to meet him today.&lt;br /&gt;Fucked up. Cos needa fetch brother from school.&lt;br /&gt;School was soso. Boring also. Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow schooling. Luckily finish at 1.30(:&lt;br /&gt;Meeting baby early tomorrow! YAY YAY.&lt;br /&gt;He's got counselling, so he's going out of camp at 12.&lt;br /&gt;Half day ah kirekn. Tapi padahal his counselling start 3.&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind! Maybe he's picking me up from school. See how lah~&lt;br /&gt;Kay lah, bye humans~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*sleepyhead*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-403594111021973596?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/403594111021973596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/hidop-susa-mati-susa-kanina-super.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/403594111021973596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/403594111021973596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/hidop-susa-mati-susa-kanina-super.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-1521256048222056931</id><published>2009-03-30T19:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:21:54.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318945760486626530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/SdCw_PlgFOI/AAAAAAAAABI/Mg8j6Z346Kk/s320/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318945753669664530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/SdCw-2MNfxI/AAAAAAAAAA4/G65qZfDR4wA/s320/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/SdCw-u7kwVI/AAAAAAAAAAo/cehAy464ajE/s1600-h/DSC00121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318945751720837458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/SdCw-u7kwVI/AAAAAAAAAAo/cehAy464ajE/s320/DSC00121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday's pictures with bestie(:&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eh hello humans!~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing first. Spamming!&lt;br /&gt;I feel you guys are so lame. I don't understand why you guys like to hide behind the computer and spit vulgarities around people's tagboards. If you've anything that you dislike about each other, c'mon lah, meetup and talk lah. What's wrong with you people? I don't understand. Seriously. Why not do like what Mamon say, just close down your blog? Or do like Razi say, potong je internet kat rumah skali. Lagi bagos, just throw your computer out of your house window. Senang. Abes cite. Haiya. Aku tak paham ah manusia ni sume nye otak kat mane. Macam sume kat pantat je. -_- Bodoh. { Ni sape sape yang terase, kau peh pasal ah! Kalau kau tak suke, kau cakap kat depan muke aku. Jangan spam tagboard okay. Tagboard aku bersih to the max. } &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to school today. Macam biase lah kan, malas nye pasal~ Haha(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Waited for the bus with baby, then headed home to change. Then went cck to meet Nana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then dah jumpe, went to have breakfast at Mcdonald. { HAHAHAHA, kasi aku ingatkn Mega Mcspicy je! Fatin, Crownie and Marwan, You know I know. ^^ } &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then talked all the way. Then we went to get pies and drinks, then headed to void deck opposite lot and lepak. Talked a lot. Never-ending sia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then dah boring, decided to go Woodlands to walk around. Didn't know got bazaar. Binget je!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tau tadi tak mam breakfast. Grrrrr~ Then just walked around causeway, went arcade look around, walked around. Then headed to civics to lepak. Then around 2.45, trained home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Around 5.15 met baby. Baby nari siang je, pasal dier cabot! -_- Haiyaaaaaaa. Mintak kene cium ah dier. HAHA. Then went to bapak's place. Smoked, then got police! ALAMAK, like scared sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then bapak and mak went home first, then I and baby went atas block isap rokok.&lt;br /&gt;Then tros balek~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besok nak kene pergi skolah ah! Kalau tak, mati aku~ Kay lah, bye humans. ^^&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/3098711565445697942-1521256048222056931?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1521256048222056931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/yesterdays-pictures-with-bestie-eh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1521256048222056931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1521256048222056931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/yesterdays-pictures-with-bestie-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/SdCw_PlgFOI/AAAAAAAAABI/Mg8j6Z346Kk/s72-c/DSC00188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-627955228388184016</id><published>2009-03-29T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:35:45.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kinda fed-up right now, cos didn't get to meet baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Actually wanted to get ciggarettes over at bapak's place, but he's only going down at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I cannot tahan already, then asked bestie to teman me go jurong west to get ciggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met him over at lakeside control station. Actually supposingly meeting him at 3.30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But both of us were late, then I made him wait for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know he's gna be late, so I asked him to text me when he go out. Baru aku kluar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If not always I wait for him only. HAHA. Then I told him I already waiting for train.&lt;br /&gt;Padahal aku masih tengah siap kat rumah. heeeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When he reached lakeside, I still waiting for train at clementi. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Padan muke! Selalu nye nak I tunggu you, skrg you pulak tunggu I!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then reached, bus-ed to the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Needa wait. Then wait until cannot wait, just buy what he had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then it rained. Kimak! Peh lebatttt~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then I and bestie sat at the void deck and cam-whore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the pictures in bestie's phone. So will upload em' soon alright!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then fed-up cos baby's gone to meet his brothers. Say got something important all that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fuck up sia! Then he say maybe can meet, then last last can't meet also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then decided to go NUH with bestie to visit his grandmother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been long time since I saw her. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then reached there, talked for awhile. Then his family members also there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kinda shy, but still okay lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then bus-ed home at 9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now currently waiting for baby to reach home.&lt;br /&gt;He went to hospital to see his brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Faistar, get well soon yeah! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby asked me to text him, but he didn't reply. Kurang ajar betol.&lt;br /&gt;Takpe lah, tunggu je. Sambil tunggu, boleh buat homework jap.&lt;br /&gt;But actually, I'm totally...... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAZY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-627955228388184016?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/627955228388184016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/kinda-fed-up-right-now-cos-didnt-get-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/627955228388184016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/627955228388184016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/kinda-fed-up-right-now-cos-didnt-get-to.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-7013195769053331903</id><published>2009-03-29T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:17:44.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saket hati. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I'm feeling damn bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We fought again last night. At the mrt platform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Very bad fight. Till baby kicked his leg on the platform.&lt;br /&gt;Argh! Don't wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;But I ran to find him, took another train and trained to tiong bahru to look for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My heart was aching very badly. I don't know why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But managed to meet him, and everything was settled. It was my fault!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grrrrrrrr. I don't wanna quarrel anymore. Fucked up sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dah uh, no mood ah. Fuck everything okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fuck your mother lah. aiyah! ):):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-7013195769053331903?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7013195769053331903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/saket-hati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7013195769053331903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/7013195769053331903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/saket-hati.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-2680276330769508198</id><published>2009-03-27T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:05:06.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't meet baby today. ): Haiyah.&lt;br /&gt;Had some miscommunication last night. Sampai dua dua nangis.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry baby. Really. Didn't mean to make you feel so fed-up. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school today. Eyes hurt damn much.&lt;br /&gt;But everything was fine. Social studies test rabak giler~&lt;br /&gt;Didn't even study cos I didn't even have the notes. Fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;Slept through-out the test. Sleepy like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Finished school at 11. Ate with Nadiah.&lt;br /&gt;Sit around in school, then went out to smoke. Then went home.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, got ready, then headed to meet mummy at chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;Was late! Sorry mummy. Headed to court with her.&lt;br /&gt;Attended the hearing. Dad was there too. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;But luckily everything went fine. Mummy won the case. She got the PPO.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to have lunch with her near the court. Talked a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Finally understood what's going on for the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for making you mad all the time mummy. I didn't mean it. Just didn't feel the love from you. Cos you're always with brother. But now I understand everything already.&lt;br /&gt;So everything's fine between me and mummy. Just now she still held my hand to cross the road. Dah brape lame tak macam gini. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe baby's meeting mummy tomorrow with me for dinner. HAHA. He's shy.&lt;br /&gt;But hope he's willing to follow lah. If he doesn't want, then we'll be going for fishing with bapak.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how things go then.. Hope all's fine. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-2680276330769508198?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2680276330769508198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/didnt-meet-baby-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2680276330769508198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2680276330769508198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/didnt-meet-baby-today.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-6011574808493727196</id><published>2009-03-26T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:09:01.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sct9nUHmccI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qhuSMWsIf38/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317481899409961410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sct9nUHmccI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qhuSMWsIf38/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just reached home from sending baby to Mrt station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He's meeting Mak at Bugis cos she just came back from Johor. Guess she bought loads of goods then need baby to help her. Actually planned to follow baby, but it's getting late. Later mummy gonna nag, worst to worst can't get into the house. Moreover, there's school tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, about school. Like usual, I didn't go to school AGAIN today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to meet baby at Clementi, then send him to camp. Then bus-ed home alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reached home, watched some videos on Youtube. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watch watch watch, then fell asleep. Woke up by baby's call at 3.45.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then woke up, did my homework. Still have mother tongue and english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lucky tomorrow school finish at 11. But got social studies test! All last minute taw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I haven't studied yet. I didn't even know about it, until just now I text Hidayu then she told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haiyaaaaaaaa. Leceh ah gitu~ I think I won't be sleeping early today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Luckily I got a nap just now. ^^ Heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prepare to burn the midnight oil today Jermine! wooooooo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing baby. Don't think will be meeting him tomorrow. Don't know, haven't confirm. Need to pick brother from school. See how lah.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go watch teevee first! Will update more tomorrow.&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/3098711565445697942-6011574808493727196?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6011574808493727196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-reached-home-from-sending-baby-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/6011574808493727196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/6011574808493727196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-reached-home-from-sending-baby-to.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sct9nUHmccI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qhuSMWsIf38/s72-c/Image015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-2208106277488859049</id><published>2009-03-25T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:00:26.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/ScpDr7aWIPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pybAxRflaSE/s1600-h/beties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317136732025921778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/ScpDr7aWIPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pybAxRflaSE/s320/beties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the boy up there? Haha, my bestfriend(: On the phone with him right now.&lt;br /&gt;He's talking crap like always. Irritating but funny. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school today.&lt;br /&gt;Had to take off my piercing. Grrrr~&lt;br /&gt;But manage to put it back on, then had a plaster on too. Haha, leceh ah~&lt;br /&gt;But everything was fine. Headed to meet bestie, then hujan.&lt;br /&gt;Asyik jumpe dier hujan je. Haha! Takleh keluar nan dier ah.&lt;br /&gt;Then around 5, bus-ed home then rushed to meet boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;But he went off early, cos he was tired. Sigh, but at least got to meet him. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Now waiting for baby's call. He kiwi his boot till now haven't finish.&lt;br /&gt;Ni kiwi boot ke buat kiwi ni? Haiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Now bestie tengah merepek.&lt;br /&gt;AND HIS MOTHER ONLY COOKED VEGETABLE, HE SAID POWER!&lt;br /&gt;And he hate vegetables. AND HE JUST WENT TO THE TOILET. AND YOU KNOW WHAT? HE SAY HIS URINE SMELLS LIKE APPLE JUICE! PROUD SIA!  HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;EH BESTIE, I KNOW CONFIRM YOU GONNA KILL ME WHEN YOU SEE THIS LAH. BUT NEVERMIND. Then he want his urine to smell sprite. -_- Hahahaha. Merepek sia!~&lt;br /&gt;Then he told me his shit smell double cheese burger, mcwings and fries. Kiwak...&lt;br /&gt;Now he eating kueh bahulu. Then it's cheese flavour, then he say can't taste the cheese. HAHA, he now exclaims that the kueh cheat him! HAAHHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Kay dah lah. Later I'm sure I'm gonna get it from him.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-2208106277488859049?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2208106277488859049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/see-boy-up-there-haha-my-bestfriend-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2208106277488859049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/2208106277488859049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/see-boy-up-there-haha-my-bestfriend-on.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/ScpDr7aWIPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pybAxRflaSE/s72-c/beties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-6842743315033757839</id><published>2009-03-23T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:09:22.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from meeting baby. His face looked haggard. Didn't catch any sleep last night cos his mom forgot to top up the electricity. Sigh, heart breaking to see him in this manner. Asked him to head home early today, get enough sleep. Then tomorrow morning go to school together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to school today. Actually planned to, but you know. I'm lazy like hell.&lt;br /&gt;So caught the same train with baby cos he's going to camp and dropping at the same station as mine.&lt;br /&gt;But was kinda late ready, but I wasn't late actually. Aiya! I don't know lah.&lt;br /&gt;Actually it my laziness which gave the reason that I'm going to be late.&lt;br /&gt;You know, 1 week of holidays. Sleep everyday. So lazy wanna go school. Sleepy somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, many excuses la!&lt;br /&gt;So headed home when baby went to camp. Bought mcdonalds for breakfast. ( How to go on diet? Haisssss~ )&lt;br /&gt;After eating then went straight to bed. Woke up at 3 in the afternoon. Went to get some lunch.&lt;br /&gt;(See, can't stop eating. Growing fatter and fatter!) Text with bestie and baby.&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to sleep for awhile. Got baby's msg at 4.30, telling me he's finishing at 5.30.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, got ready and waited for baby to come over.&lt;br /&gt;He reached around 6.40. Headed to meet bapak at the coffeeshop cos wanna get ciggarettes.&lt;br /&gt;But bapak in bad mood cos he lost 400bucks in a stupid game. Mak mesti marah nye! Haha~&lt;br /&gt;Got the ciggarettes then went to lepak for awhile. Talked what's on our mind.&lt;br /&gt;Then he went home at 8.30.&lt;br /&gt;Now sitting at home waiting for mum's call. Meeting her over at NTUC. Wanna get home essentials.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I gotta go now. Mum's called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is for Marwan. :&lt;br /&gt;Eh brudder~ Don't be sad lah. Remember what I'd said to you over at school. No use being sad for her. Who knows she's happily out there while you crying sadly at home. Right? I promise to come to school tomorrow to give you your motivation. HAHA, I know you need it badly. So cheerup and see yah tomorrow yeah? Don't emo emo. No good. Waste your lifetime. Enjoy life and fuck everything! ^_^ See yah tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, i really gotta go. Bye people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-6842743315033757839?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6842743315033757839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-came-back-from-meeting-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/6842743315033757839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/6842743315033757839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-came-back-from-meeting-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-1760124072571990152</id><published>2009-03-19T11:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:24:49.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It feels damn irritating. I'm still having my hangover. Fuck~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was waiting for baby's msg. But he didn't msg at all.&lt;br /&gt;I missed call him, but he didn't pick up either. So the biggest possiblity is he fell asleep!&lt;br /&gt;And yes, he did. I was so fed-up that I scolded bestie as well. Sorrrrrrry~&lt;br /&gt;I needed ciggarettes, so I asked bestie to accompany me to get them.&lt;br /&gt;Then had dinner (?) together. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Then baby msged to say he just woke up. So met him over at lakeside, cos he's going over to his brother's place to get his stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;He looked so restless. With those eyes and fragile look, kesian seh. ):&lt;br /&gt;Then gave him a big hug, then we went off to his brother's house.&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to meet his brother's at Serangoon first. Then we headed to Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;Kecoh siaaaaaa~ Peh ramai! Fuuuuuuuuuh. It was a birthday celebration and celebrating for baby skali. Cos he dah POP. (: Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;You people should think that there's a lot of food right? You're absolutely wrong man!&lt;br /&gt;It was all beer everywhere. You can't find a single piece of food accept for the birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was like drinking and drinking non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by, more and more people came. Very big group.&lt;br /&gt;Then something happened between me and baby. Don't wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;I made a damn stupid mistake. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;But baby forgave me. Alhamdulillah. I promise I won't do it again okay?&lt;br /&gt;I also promised kakak that I won't do it again, cos Abg doesn't like it. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Then I and baby paitao them, then we cabbed home.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at around 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting baby later, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;But he's totally broke and doesn't have any money for ez-link.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll top up for him later. Can't wait to see him!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-1760124072571990152?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1760124072571990152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-feels-damn-irritating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1760124072571990152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/1760124072571990152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-feels-damn-irritating.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-5449366446108883620</id><published>2009-03-17T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:50:03.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just reached home from Amk Hub with aunt and cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Went to fetch my little brother from school as mummy got something on.&lt;br /&gt;Damn exhausted. Woke up too early this morning. ):&lt;br /&gt;Text with Marwan the whole morning and met him up for breakfast before going to school.&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast over at Lot's Mcdonalds. Talked a lot about life. Kan Marwan? (:&lt;br /&gt;Shhhh, it's between us.&lt;br /&gt;Went for maths remedial at 10.30. Not much people attended though.&lt;br /&gt;But as time goes by, people start coming into class. Most of them came late.&lt;br /&gt;Ended around 12, then headed home straight to catch a nap.&lt;br /&gt;Overslept and almost got late for picking little brother up. But luckily didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Met aunt and cousin over near little brother's school. Had dinner together.&lt;br /&gt;Then decided to walk around AMK hub. Saw some familiar faces though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sb-pf2X9uxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ddcegI7fQ-0/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314152449957542674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sb-pf2X9uxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ddcegI7fQ-0/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby's POP is tomorrow and he will have leave till this sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, gonna spend the whole week with him.&lt;br /&gt;I should somehow celebrate, I guess? It's party timeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting baby tomorrow after his POP, cos actually wanna go pick him up from camp but he didn't want. Forget it then. I'll meet him after his POP. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you baby boy. I hope you get to see this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muhammad Rasul Ahmad, my everything.&lt;/div&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;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/3098711565445697942-5449366446108883620?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5449366446108883620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-reached-home-from-amk-hub-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/5449366446108883620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/5449366446108883620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-reached-home-from-amk-hub-with.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LL-JHWYudsg/Sb-pf2X9uxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ddcegI7fQ-0/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-6308916573605786003</id><published>2009-03-16T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:40:23.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t wanna lose you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back home from Vivo. See, promised to come back here to blog.&lt;br /&gt;I don't give empty promises like some people. *Sape yang terase, kau peh pasal eh*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First met bestie at Jurong East control station.&lt;br /&gt;Went to sell the ez-link that I found at home, at last got only $2.60. But it's okay, at least got the money.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to Jurong library to return and borrow books. And like usual, I'm always the one who chose the book for him. He has no choice but to read it. HEHEH.&lt;br /&gt;After borrowing the book, headed to Science Centre to have lunch at Mcdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;Mane tak gemok, asyik hari-hari makan Mcdonald je. Grrrrrrrrrrrr~&lt;br /&gt;Ate a lot, sampai perot dah full giler babi, sampai boncet sia. Ape nak jadi eh Jermine? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Then after eating, decided to head to Vivo just because bestie wanna try out clothes at Topman.&lt;br /&gt;Reached, then headed to Topman to try his clothes. I went to look around also.&lt;br /&gt;Caught an eye on this dress. Tried on but didn't look really nice, cos the part near the armpit area was too big and it was like hanging around. HAHA, nampak kelakar lah tu.&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to walk around. Saw this cart with people crowding around.&lt;br /&gt;It was selling some permers for hair. Then the sales person asked if i wanna try. Why not? Free what! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;It was really amazing. It just took 3 seconds to make your hair curl. And no matter how you pull it, it still maintains. Wow, wanna ask mummy to get it for me. It's $144 for students. Normal price $250. It's still expensive but it's from this man which is somehow well-known, I guess. But I don't even know him.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to walk around, took a smoke break with bestie, then trained back home.&lt;br /&gt;And right now, I'm at home. Waiting for mummy to get dinner. But she didn't pick up my call.&lt;br /&gt;I can hear my stomach growling. Damn~ Calling her later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my blur babyboy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;He called me at 7 this morning, asking me why I didn't go to school. Then I said it's school holidays right now, mane ade skolah? Then he alamak, I lupe ah! Tengok baby aku ni. Ape je kat dalam otak dier. HAHA, confirm tengah rindu kan? I tau~&lt;br /&gt;He just text me to tell me not to go for his POP this wednesday pasal siang sgt. Dier nak aku rest kat rumah. Sweet nye! But he ask if his mom insist on going, I wanna follow or not. I said, yes of course. And like duh, I've to skip my lesson for him. And I don't really mind about that though.&lt;br /&gt;He's someone who's so precious to me, someone who I can never leave without. I don't know why I've fallen so deep in love with him, and so is he. He doesn't even know why he loves me so much. I guess it's fate.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe, we planned to get married next year. I pray that everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullilah. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-6308916573605786003?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6308916573605786003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-came-back-home-from-vivo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/6308916573605786003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/6308916573605786003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-came-back-home-from-vivo.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-5080857741275775977</id><published>2009-03-16T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T13:09:58.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished web-caming with Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I met him. Still that cute, no change. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading to Jurong East library later on with Bestie.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for him to get changed and get his ass out of his house.&lt;br /&gt;He's more like an old man to me right now, always taking his own sweet time.&lt;br /&gt;But I understand that his school's far away from his house, so I give him chance la!&lt;br /&gt;Later he say I bully him, when obviously I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so basically my plans today is just to hang around over at the library to get sucked up on books.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've spreaded the disease of reading to bestie, that now he wants to read too!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, seee. I spread good germs around. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Kay, gotta get a smoke break.&lt;br /&gt;Get back at night, promise~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-5080857741275775977?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5080857741275775977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-finished-web-caming-with-ryan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/5080857741275775977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/5080857741275775977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-finished-web-caming-with-ryan.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-9130077102064445479</id><published>2009-03-15T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:14:00.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finish talking to my aunt. She just reached my place.&lt;br /&gt;she was locked out by my uncle. Felt sad for her.&lt;br /&gt;Heard from mom that she was going to get sacked at this end month, yet she doesn't know about it. Life's so unfair..&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what will she do when she finds out she lost her job? Can't imagine. Total disaster.&lt;br /&gt;Currently she's left with just her daughter which is no older then 10. Damn, life's insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent almost the whole day with babyboy.&lt;br /&gt;Had a picnic session with his family over at west coast park. But it rained cats and dogs.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda ruined the plan, but still had fun.(:&lt;br /&gt;Went off from west coast at 6, cos baby needa book in back to camp.&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed to clementi mrt then trained to pasir ris.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at macdonald's, then off he went back to camp.&lt;br /&gt;Missing him so much right now. Guess he does the same too.&lt;br /&gt;Got information that Tekong's electricity went off. HAHA, baby said they didn't pay the bills.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? They may have shortage of money or something.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's meant to be a joke~&lt;br /&gt;Am sitting here muching on some I-don't-know-what food. Taste funny.&lt;br /&gt;Not nice at all. But as long as it fills my stomach, should be fine. :@&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kinda sleepy now. Guess I'm heading to bed as soon as I chat with baby on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;He's having some mood swings now. Macam girl sia~ grrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;byee peeps(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-9130077102064445479?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/9130077102064445479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-finish-talking-to-my-aunt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/9130077102064445479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/9130077102064445479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-finish-talking-to-my-aunt.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-4012546489542464439</id><published>2009-03-12T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:04:40.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm ill.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I need my baby! ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not attend school today. Was feeling really sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Half way through to school, I went home.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot make it, was having fever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby was also sick, and had the same symptoms as mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Couple disease kepe! AHHAA.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And he's coming back earlier, which is tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kalau tak, he's coming back on saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So he's picking me up after school tomorrow~ YAY YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're heading to the Singapore flyers and one more place tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heard from classmates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heh heh, hope we'll have fun! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&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/3098711565445697942-4012546489542464439?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4012546489542464439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-ill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/4012546489542464439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/4012546489542464439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-5530472418041680542</id><published>2009-03-11T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T18:39:57.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"It's more than a pretty face. It all lies beneath."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;School was fine today. Everything went smoothly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Went lot with Nana, Susan, Faiz, Hidayu, Eerah and Wanie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was walking around with Nana while the rest went to the library to revise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saw Dina! :) Haha. Then she joined us. Caught up things with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Got the things I wanted, then went to library to revise with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Then Faiz, Hidayu, Susan and Wanie went off first. Left Nana, Eerah, Dina and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to the bazaar to look around as Dina wanna get her Ben10 water bottle.&lt;br /&gt;Everything she bought got to do with Ben10. Ape dah! HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I bought a card holder, which is more like a wallet to me. Ultraman dok! Heh. Cute lah tu. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then headed home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm missing my baby.): Pfffffft~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm really amazed. He's a one in a million, serious. He's the sweetest thing ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;He assured me that he will just be with me, and only me for the rest of our lives. Awwwwwwwwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I melted and my heart told me it's the right thing to be with him. I didn't regret a thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;He's always giving in to me during our relationship time.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ever forget what he told me. Everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you Muhammad Rasul.♥&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/3098711565445697942-5530472418041680542?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5530472418041680542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-more-than-pretty-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/5530472418041680542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/5530472418041680542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-more-than-pretty-face.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3098711565445697942.post-4901397785114697491</id><published>2009-03-09T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:06:22.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just did this blog. With the help of Tyqa baby. Thanks sayang!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;School was fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But it rained last minute. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Waited for the rain to get smaller, then walked out of school with Marwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cheerup kay Marwan! I'll be there for you and be your listening ear.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Reached home, chatted with boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then bored, decided to do a new blog. Boleh let my feelings out kat sini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M MISSING MY BOYFRIEND SO MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Damn. ):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3098711565445697942-4901397785114697491?l=mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4901397785114697491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-did-this-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/4901397785114697491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3098711565445697942/posts/default/4901397785114697491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-rudeboy.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-did-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>I love you.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09266213150370417065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
