<?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-6024372896900248243</id><updated>2012-01-20T12:21:15.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr UnLovable</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024372896900248243.post-91484803614973718</id><published>2009-10-27T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:46:25.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back blogging after months of 'cant log in' status. blogger has really got something with me. anyways.. IM SELLING MY DECKS OF CARDS. i have these for sale :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Blaine Split Spades Deck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cards are in good condition&lt;br /&gt;Box roughly not in condition&lt;br /&gt;This deck is a LIMITED EDITION hence the price is high&lt;br /&gt;Comes with two optical illusion jokers and a GAFF CARD&lt;br /&gt;Price - U/P : $20&lt;br /&gt;Selling Price : $14(just because of the TUCKCASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghost Mini Deck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cards are meant for collectors&lt;br /&gt;Box in great condition&lt;br /&gt;Cards are in 'new-bought' condition&lt;br /&gt;Deck is a limited edition but price will be lowered though as meant for collectors&lt;br /&gt;Price - U/P : $16&lt;br /&gt;Selling Price : $8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue Rider Back Svengali Deck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deck is specially designated for magic&lt;br /&gt;MSN for more details on this deck&lt;br /&gt;Price - U/P : $30&lt;br /&gt;Selling Price : $22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;email is &lt;a href="mailto:aqil_cicak-man@hotmail.com"&gt;aqil_cicak-man@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes to take note :&lt;br /&gt;U/P is not the meant-to-be-sold price. U/P is the price i bought for the decks. Decks are sold on "WHILST STOCK LAST". Hoping to sell all by latest next week, so, SPREAD THE WORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Price Are Bargainable*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-91484803614973718?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/91484803614973718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-blogging-after-months-of-cant-log.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/91484803614973718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/91484803614973718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-blogging-after-months-of-cant-log.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-5245724578228585139</id><published>2009-09-19T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:49:49.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sorry about what happened yesterday. im feeling weak. im here without you. i love you whole-heartedly. please. why are you acting like this? im mad at myself. please forgive me. i love you more than i love myself. plase, reply my messages..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-5245724578228585139?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5245724578228585139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sorry-about-what-happened-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/5245724578228585139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/5245724578228585139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sorry-about-what-happened-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-3861556742712583415</id><published>2009-09-12T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T15:10:17.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm making a private blog. tell me at msn if you want to view it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-3861556742712583415?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3861556742712583415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-making-private-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3861556742712583415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3861556742712583415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-making-private-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-8031557286147244793</id><published>2009-09-09T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T00:05:23.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aQIL :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I LOVE CR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-8031557286147244793?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8031557286147244793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/aqil-i-love-cr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8031557286147244793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8031557286147244793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/aqil-i-love-cr.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-1554490980710980092</id><published>2009-08-30T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:25:27.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Freind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sial ar! I'm so fucking pissed! cuz arsenal lost yesterday!! chibai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then i lost a bet wif a fren of mine. $4 sia! I'm so damn unlucky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But still manu suck cock ar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Got nth else to say, but ther's actually lots of things to say bout yesterday's footbal match!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Especially, diaby..haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;sygyoubyy!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-774271609943208226</id><published>2009-08-26T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T22:30:50.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;SINGLE AND FED UP WITH THAT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what? in the whole group, im the only one single. oh fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Khalis is attached to you-know-who.&lt;br /&gt;Haikal is attached to you-know-what.&lt;br /&gt;Azzri is attached to you-know-when.&lt;br /&gt;BIG SIGH&lt;br /&gt;i so need a winer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-774271609943208226?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/774271609943208226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/single-and-fed-up-with-that-guess-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/774271609943208226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/774271609943208226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/single-and-fed-up-with-that-guess-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-1247707679207925150</id><published>2009-08-21T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:57:42.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VU_e8vbOWDc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VU_e8vbOWDc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IfkvBbuXCQk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IfkvBbuXCQk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Listen to those meaningful lyrics. .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-1247707679207925150?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1247707679207925150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1247707679207925150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1247707679207925150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-4066331235277195806</id><published>2009-08-20T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:40:16.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fren:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Went back home early tdy as in 3pm reached home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Went to penninsula to buy clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Reached home like ard 9pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Currently looking for my thumbdrive, it's gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nth much to do rite now.bored as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Didn't get to talk to her tdy at sch!So srry byy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;But then saw her in her class(:, she look so shocked. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I'm out of words. bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Love you so much byy!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-4066331235277195806?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4066331235277195806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/fren-went-back-home-early-tdy-as-in-3pm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4066331235277195806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4066331235277195806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/fren-went-back-home-early-tdy-as-in-3pm.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-7011064901077822042</id><published>2009-08-14T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T20:00:39.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Aqil's fren:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Didn't come to sch today.quite fun,&lt;br /&gt;reasons y nvr cme to sch&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.lazy&lt;br /&gt;.nvr do hw&lt;br /&gt;.nid to present smthing&lt;br /&gt;.lazy to stand at the staircase for not going for SIP(but still must stand on monday!kimak!)&lt;br /&gt;....yea basically tht's all..then played soccer in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-7011064901077822042?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7011064901077822042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/aqils-fren.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/7011064901077822042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/7011064901077822042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/aqils-fren.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-3386734153250649504</id><published>2009-08-12T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:10:34.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Aqil's fren here speaking:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Didn't attend hockey training for some stupid reason.Pity.&lt;br /&gt;Had my leg cramped...pain!, not really lah actually.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to struggle wif hmeworks..&lt;br /&gt;Tht's all i've got...yea, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Btw aqil, no prob helping you through, my pleasure.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love you A.(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-3386734153250649504?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3386734153250649504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/aqils-fren-here-speaking-didnt-attend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3386734153250649504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3386734153250649504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/aqils-fren-here-speaking-didnt-attend.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-5145706891792201589</id><published>2009-08-12T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:06:01.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I sacrificed my time, space and homeworks, for you. You declined. But well, I've gone through so much of those that they became part of my life. Theres no more 'LOVE' in my life. Love is just an illusion. I can't get it. I'm not blaming you. I sacrificed those stuffs, but they dont matter to me. The only thing I care is that I have tried my best, even waiting for almost 3 months just to have the courage to confess that 'I LIKE YOU'. Thank You Nazri, Haikal and Khalis, even Amirul. They were the ones who gave me the courage and strength to confess even though i will get rejected again. Now, its back to the time when I listened to those sad, love songs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I still LIKE YOU&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/6024372896900248243-5145706891792201589?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5145706891792201589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-sacrificed-my-time-space-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/5145706891792201589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/5145706891792201589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-sacrificed-my-time-space-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-1537667220848387970</id><published>2009-08-06T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:23:14.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im here to blog for a cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to someone : here are the descriptions. she is abt 1.6+m in height. takes sports as cca. she looks cuter with her fringe down. arnd that. soguess yeah? bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-1537667220848387970?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1537667220848387970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-here-to-blog-for-cause.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1537667220848387970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1537667220848387970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-here-to-blog-for-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-1207857191853025102</id><published>2009-08-02T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:19:37.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aqil's fren here:&lt;br /&gt;Today was so borin sial. Never went anymore, just sat at home. Then played soccer with frens. Practically, thts all. Nothing much to talk about cuz this is my first post at this blog mah!........and i will not identify myself but i think u guys will noe soon, somehow.Yea..so bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-1207857191853025102?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1207857191853025102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/aqils-fren-here-today-was-so-borin-sial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1207857191853025102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1207857191853025102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/aqils-fren-here-today-was-so-borin-sial.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-6574600289212252017</id><published>2009-08-02T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T18:51:33.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;I gt that LG Cookie Touchscreen i wanted!!&lt;br /&gt;and im only gonna post if something happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;i post today coz 1) i gt the phone&lt;br /&gt;                            2) im sharing this blog with a friend&lt;br /&gt;thats all.&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-6574600289212252017?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6574600289212252017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/woohoo-i-gt-that-lg-cookie-touchscreen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6574600289212252017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6574600289212252017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/woohoo-i-gt-that-lg-cookie-touchscreen.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-3198786319276391707</id><published>2009-07-28T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T18:08:45.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sm7OBf1Gv7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/9zRJ9YT_pRg/s1600-h/4d475dfc7702647a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363450731364270002" style="WIDTH: 145px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sm7NeVrY9UI/AAAAAAAAAFE/sZSK2hWXueQ/s320/87f81d2b699fb6f4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for my art project. ignore it. its for printing purposes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-3198786319276391707?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3198786319276391707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-my-art-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3198786319276391707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3198786319276391707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-my-art-project.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sm7OBf1Gv7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/9zRJ9YT_pRg/s72-c/4d475dfc7702647a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024372896900248243.post-9019429603591478599</id><published>2009-07-27T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:37:21.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok now. I'm gonna confess to something. I like a girl from my school in a certain class. She weighs about a certain number on the weighing scale and probable (certain number)m. She is shorter than me though. She has a dark complexion. The last time i saw her was somewhen around last week to 11hours ago. She is online now. If she reads this, well, her friends knows. Not sure if she does. So i done my confession. What's yours? -(LOL question)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for some clearance. AAA - type of battery. FFF - total failure. XXX - maximo porno. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-9019429603591478599?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9019429603591478599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/9019429603591478599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/9019429603591478599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-5872450796223195169</id><published>2009-07-27T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:14:18.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just recovered from 6 days MC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-5872450796223195169?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5872450796223195169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-recovered-from-6-days-mc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/5872450796223195169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/5872450796223195169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-recovered-from-6-days-mc.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-5834492098081204657</id><published>2009-07-16T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:45:20.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"My world revolves around you but now that you're gone, i will be living a lifeless life. I'll be giving up.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She has gone out of my life. I wonder if i could smile in school tomorrow. My eyes feel watery, as though they will burst like a bubble anytime now. I don't know if i were to confess now even though we parted. Have fun leading your life, I'll try to cope with mine. I guess this is goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-5834492098081204657?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5834492098081204657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-world-revolves-around-you-but-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/5834492098081204657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/5834492098081204657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-world-revolves-around-you-but-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-4973867331630447231</id><published>2009-07-15T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:03:36.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes, im emo. so wat? does it bother 'you'? all you want is him. go to him. why do you care about me? am just a bloody asshole who is ruining your life. that's that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i admit. i kinda like this girl from this school from this world we live in. i dont have the guts to tell her resulted from multiple failures. someone plz help me. she seem to not like me. who can resist that? no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aqil most valuable striker ah seh. next monday ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-4973867331630447231?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4973867331630447231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes-im-emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4973867331630447231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4973867331630447231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes-im-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-821072158538565443</id><published>2009-07-13T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:52:45.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OPSS 0 - 2 TECH WHYE&lt;br /&gt;wat a great achievement&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;will blog again soon&lt;br /&gt;currently in love. haha&lt;br /&gt;keeping the HUGE secret from her&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-821072158538565443?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/821072158538565443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/opss-0-2-tech-whye-wat-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/821072158538565443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/821072158538565443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/opss-0-2-tech-whye-wat-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-6469976153054392553</id><published>2009-07-10T19:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:23:05.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so yeah. this post - dedicated to someone.&lt;br /&gt;i confessed, but wat to do? you like another guy. should i give up on this? i dont know. i need help. if you can, text me.. bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-6469976153054392553?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6469976153054392553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6469976153054392553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6469976153054392553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-3708590893180254723</id><published>2009-07-09T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:00:27.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>didnt went school yesterday and today. cant play pe or hockey till next friday. fyi, I'M NT EMO la ass. i miss hockey-ing. i injured my right feet. urgh. need to walk with crutches. it makes my leg more pain. gtg. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-3708590893180254723?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3708590893180254723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/didnt-went-school-yesterday-and-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3708590893180254723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3708590893180254723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/didnt-went-school-yesterday-and-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-5692307059984685313</id><published>2009-06-25T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:26:03.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to haikal :&lt;br /&gt;                  hope your 'operation' went well. i pity you. i promise on monday, on the rematch, i will whack him to pisces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent do art and english homework! confirm die die ler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muscle cramps and aches all over my body because of those forward lunges&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-5692307059984685313?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5692307059984685313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-haikal-hope-your-operation-went-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/5692307059984685313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/5692307059984685313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-haikal-hope-your-operation-went-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-7901475782598296913</id><published>2009-06-23T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:03:33.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aqil misses A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally gt wireless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-7901475782598296913?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7901475782598296913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-from-malaysia-aqil-misses-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/7901475782598296913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/7901475782598296913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-from-malaysia-aqil-misses-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-3691513440073350470</id><published>2009-06-15T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:45:03.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I kind of like HER. SIGH, I don't know yet. I think Haikal knows who. I think i told him in the bus going back from pasir ris park? SIGH. GoodBye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-3691513440073350470?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3691513440073350470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-kind-of-like-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3691513440073350470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3691513440073350470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-kind-of-like-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-6965860634460199349</id><published>2009-06-15T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:32:26.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decided to blog out of boredom. just now followed small sis to KKH for her appointment. the journey so long but the appointment lasted 5 mins. after that went to causeway point. walked around. before going back, i wanted to go sportslink. wanted to buy new astro-turf boots. why astro-turf? i play hockey and a part of my brother's soccer team. we play hockey on turf. and play soccer on grass. so i decided to buy astro-turf. wanted to buy adidas F5, but to expensive. my budget was like $50-$60. then went the other side of the shop. wanted the lime green mercurial but still too expensive. next to the mercurial-s are puma and another brand i forgotten. both cheap. aroung $20-$49.90. then next to both of them were diadora-s and kronos-s. wanted diadora but they didnt have astro-turf-s. then saw a nice pair of kronos boots. its costed $39.90. reasonable price for a long lasting pair of boots. bought the TITANO(TURF) black + orange in colour. will be wearing it on 22/6 during the hockey friendly with SJI. gonna order another tempest stick, the lighter one with coach. my current ones are too heavy. thinks thats all. bye ah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-6965860634460199349?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6965860634460199349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/decided-to-blog-out-of-boredom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6965860634460199349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6965860634460199349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/decided-to-blog-out-of-boredom.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-2444347998639827668</id><published>2009-06-11T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T17:33:08.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry didnt update for the last 9 or so days&lt;br /&gt;  im here just to give some highlights of the last 9 hurtful days&lt;br /&gt;    if you find this post boring, click any of the links further down the screen&lt;br /&gt;      you may also click the big red [X] at the top right hand of your screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights :&lt;br /&gt;•Broke up with her on the same day i wrote my previous post&lt;br /&gt;•told mum psp was missing&lt;br /&gt;•dad still dont know psp missing&lt;br /&gt;•cried every night after reading my inbox&lt;br /&gt;•lost my job&lt;br /&gt;•single again&lt;br /&gt;•became a street magician&lt;br /&gt;•caught 'MONSTERS VS ALIENS'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats probably it. till my next post on -dont-know-when-, good bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-2444347998639827668?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2444347998639827668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorry-didnt-update-for-last-9-or-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/2444347998639827668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/2444347998639827668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorry-didnt-update-for-last-9-or-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-413075707962175843</id><published>2009-06-02T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:45:37.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dear, I will love you no matter what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Guys, wish me luck tomorrow. I'm gonna tell my mum early in the morning after dad goes to work. Goodbye blog. Til then, 'Adios Amigos'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-413075707962175843?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/413075707962175843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/dear-i-will-love-you-no-matter-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/413075707962175843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/413075707962175843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/dear-i-will-love-you-no-matter-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-4003638724066210315</id><published>2009-06-01T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:59:25.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss her so badly! i know she cant reply my msgs since her hp battery dead. -.- im waiting for her to online/reply my msgs. tell then, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have yet to tell my mum i lost my psp. how to tell? confirm kena rembat by her with hockey stick. sickkk! bye ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you! cepat-cepat reply k?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-4003638724066210315?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4003638724066210315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4003638724066210315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-her-so-badly-i-know-she-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024372896900248243.post-4545590220738793203</id><published>2009-05-31T15:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:38:02.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;I LOST MY PSP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna be inactive til my mum digest the fact that my psp is missing. goodbye blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont forget i love you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-4545590220738793203?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4545590220738793203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-lost-my-psp-i-think-im-gonna-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4545590220738793203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4545590220738793203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-lost-my-psp-i-think-im-gonna-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-3173055634548055340</id><published>2009-05-30T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:36:16.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>001. Real name - Muhammad AQIL&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s)- 'Tall and Freaky'&lt;br /&gt;003. Star sign - Dont know&lt;br /&gt;004. Male or female - MALE&lt;br /&gt;005. Elementary - PAP&lt;br /&gt;006. Middle School - QIHUA Primary School&lt;br /&gt;007. High School - ORCHID PARK Secondary School&lt;br /&gt;008. Hair color - BLACK&lt;br /&gt;009. Long or short hair- SHORT&lt;br /&gt;010. Loud or Quiet - LOUD&lt;br /&gt;011. Sweats or Jeans - JEANS&lt;br /&gt;012. Phone or Camera -PHONE&lt;br /&gt;013. Fruits or fried foods- FRIED foods&lt;br /&gt;014. Drink or Smoke? - SMOKE (in the near future)&lt;br /&gt;015. Do you have a crush on someone? - Yess (ATTACHED TO HER)&lt;br /&gt;016. Eat or Drink - EAT&lt;br /&gt;017. Piercings - NONE&lt;br /&gt;018. Tattoos - NOPE&lt;br /&gt;019. Been in an airplane - DONT think so&lt;br /&gt;020. Been in a relationship - YESS (in one)0&lt;br /&gt;21. Been in a car accident - NOPE&lt;br /&gt;022. Been in a first fight - DUHH&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing - NONE&lt;br /&gt;024. First best friend - FORGOTTEN&lt;br /&gt;025. First award - FORGOTTEN&lt;br /&gt;026. First crush - FORGOT her name&lt;br /&gt;027. First fashion sense - HUH?&lt;br /&gt;028. First vacation - to KL&lt;br /&gt;029. Last person you talked to - HAIKAL&lt;br /&gt;030. Last person you texted - MY gf uh (cant tell her name)&lt;br /&gt;031. Last person(s) you watched a movie with - MOM and litle sis (winx club sia)&lt;br /&gt;032. Last food you ate - LJS (golden deal 1 - 2piece)&lt;br /&gt;033. Last movie you watched - WINX club the movie&lt;br /&gt;034. Last song you listened to - THE show&lt;br /&gt;035. Last thing you bought - LJS (golden deal 1 - 2piece)&lt;br /&gt;036. Last person you hugged - MUM&lt;br /&gt;FAVES:&lt;br /&gt;037. Food - DONT know&lt;br /&gt;038. Drinks - COKE&lt;br /&gt;039. Clothing - ANYTHING nice to wear with jeans&lt;br /&gt;040. Books - HATE reading (only read 'TRUE SINGAPORE GHOST STORIES')&lt;br /&gt;041. Musics - MOSTLY by plain white T's&lt;br /&gt;042. Flower - NONE (maybe rose)&lt;br /&gt;043. Colours - BLACK (green too)&lt;br /&gt;044. Movies - THE best is MADAGASCAR 2&lt;br /&gt;045. Positions - In soccer : central midfield or right wing (sometimes center forward)&lt;br /&gt;2008..........&lt;br /&gt;047. [ ] Kissed in the snow&lt;br /&gt;048. [ ] celebrated Halloween&lt;br /&gt;049. [x] had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;050. [ ] went over the minutes on your cell phone&lt;br /&gt;051. [ ] someone questioned your sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;052. [ ] came out of the closet&lt;br /&gt;053. [ ] gotten pregnant&lt;br /&gt;054. [ ] had an abortion&lt;br /&gt;055. [x] done something you've regretted&lt;br /&gt;056. [X] broke a promise&lt;br /&gt;057. [X] hid a secret&lt;br /&gt;058. [x] pretended to be happy&lt;br /&gt;059. [ ] met someone who changed your life&lt;br /&gt;060. [x] pretended to be sick&lt;br /&gt;061. [x] left the country&lt;br /&gt;062. [ ] tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it&lt;br /&gt;063. [ ] cried over the silliest thing&lt;br /&gt;064. [x] ran a mile&lt;br /&gt;065. [ ]went to the beach with your best friend(s)&lt;br /&gt;066. [ ] stayed single the whole year&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;067. Eating - NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;068. Drinking - NONE&lt;br /&gt;073. Want kids ? - TOO YOUNG but love to have some in the future0&lt;br /&gt;74. Want to get married? - YESS&lt;br /&gt;075. Careers in mind - DONT know&lt;br /&gt;076. Lips or eyes - HUH?&lt;br /&gt;077. Shorter or taller ? - TALLER by 7cm&lt;br /&gt;078. Romantic or spontaneous - ROMANTIC&lt;br /&gt;079. Nice stomach or nice arms - HUH?&lt;br /&gt;080. Sensitive or loud - LOUD&lt;br /&gt;081. Hook-up or relationship - RELATIONSHIP&lt;br /&gt;082. Trouble-maker or hesitant - TROUBLE-MAKER&lt;br /&gt;083. Lost glasses/contacts → NONE&lt;br /&gt;084. Ran away from home → NOPE&lt;br /&gt;085. Hold a gun/knife for self defense - AIR-GUN&lt;br /&gt;086. Killed somebody → NOPE&lt;br /&gt;087. Broken someone's heart → ONCE&lt;br /&gt;088. Been arrested → ONCE&lt;br /&gt;089. Cried when someone died → A few times&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;090. Yourself - 50%&lt;br /&gt;091. Miracles - YESS&lt;br /&gt;092. Love at first sight - NOPE (since 'OREO' played with my heart)&lt;br /&gt;093. Heaven - YESS&lt;br /&gt;094. Santa Claus - NOPE&lt;br /&gt;095. Sex on the first date - NOPE&lt;br /&gt;096. Kiss on the first date - YESS&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there one person you want to be with right now? - YESS&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life? - 35%&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God - DUHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-3173055634548055340?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3173055634548055340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/001.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3173055634548055340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3173055634548055340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/001.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-4620021618470995244</id><published>2009-05-29T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:04:47.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;29o5o9; the start of the new beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello readerssss. sorry for the long break. was healing from injury. im so happy today! one thing, trainings ok. second, im attached! for the first time since whenever. yes, its true! so happy, so happy. lalala. weehee. gt long MC from doctor. injury's problem. last wednesday went for training and went home injured. so took MC for thursday and friday. then returned on monday and went for tournament. went home injured again as injury havent heal. went doctor and got MC for tuesday and wednesday. yesterday went school as normal but dismiss at 1.05pm. today went school normally but dismiss at 11am. quick uh? texted her since i woke up. she actually wanted to meet me, but she never told me, so i didnt know. long john-ed at northpoint. then 811 backed to school. just walked aroung in school wasting time until training started. khalis, anis, naz and amirul soon went for band. i think khalis and anis tagged along. me and azzri met george at street soccer court. george our coach ah. kena scolded alot of times sia. wat he expect? i just recovered from injury sia. tomorrow gt tournament somemore. thats all. must msg her la. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-4620021618470995244?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4620021618470995244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/29o5o9-start-of-new-beginning-hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4620021618470995244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4620021618470995244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/29o5o9-start-of-new-beginning-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-2927403442200014141</id><published>2009-05-19T13:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T13:36:43.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYHOW. gonna soccer in 30mins. hopefully A can msg me. thats all. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-2927403442200014141?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2927403442200014141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/heyhow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/2927403442200014141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/2927403442200014141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/heyhow.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-30340430291996149</id><published>2009-05-17T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:59:02.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aku Terlalu Terangan-Angan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Untuk Punyai Puteri Kayangan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When All Hopes Seems To Be Lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-30340430291996149?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/30340430291996149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/aku-terlalu-terangan-angan-untuk-punyai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/30340430291996149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/30340430291996149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/aku-terlalu-terangan-angan-untuk-punyai.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-8866479465697987010</id><published>2009-05-16T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:42:09.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat went wrong?</title><content type='html'>found out i have split personas. well, this is the bad side posting. today, bored. just stared at those beautiful stars of the night in singapore, thinking wat went wrong in my messed-up life. here are wat i thought of :&lt;br /&gt;1) Im freaking tall&lt;br /&gt;2) Im the UGLIEST person in the whole round world&lt;br /&gt;3) Im doing things that an underage person shouldnt&lt;br /&gt;Number 3 aint porn. i dont watch those. im so not motivated. being an ex-arsenal supporter, i feel insulted by my father's reaction. mom, thank you for cheering me up, but it obviously didnt work. urgh. bye. Go BARCA! Ole! Ole! Ole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : thanks bro for those two stuffs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-8866479465697987010?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8866479465697987010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/wat-went-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8866479465697987010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8866479465697987010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/wat-went-wrong.html' title='wat went wrong?'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-9188316145868608939</id><published>2009-05-15T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:04:20.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hey people.. im back posting.. been playing Pokemon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;PEARL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on computer. kinda fun, but cant save. have been deciding : sell psp and buy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NDSL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or save another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$50/- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to buy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NDSL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. people who read this and have my email in your contact list, give me your suggestions. i thought of selling psp, for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;$208&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, even though i made a huge lost. but still, i get an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NDSL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; + Pokemon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;PEARL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;DIAMOND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. colourful stuffs eh? but for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NDSL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, will be either buying black, red or blue. either 1 ah. i wan black. maybe pink. too gayish? its almost midnight now. needa sleep, tomorrow madrasah. bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wanna see my post? search carefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hint : use a highlighter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-9188316145868608939?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9188316145868608939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/9188316145868608939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/9188316145868608939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-1157280613951874537</id><published>2009-05-14T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:41:50.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MYE's over..</title><content type='html'>MYE's over.. back to my old life. thinking to put my blog back to private. just now played street soccer at police post. scored one, then went home. haiss. no freedom sia. never mind ah. tomorrow maybe playing soccer again. sunday confirm. saturday madrasah. monday, tuesday no school. good. didnt hand up science file. confirm die. playing pokemon emerald now. bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Spending Holidays Alone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sittin' here all by myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just tryin' to think of something to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tryin' to think of something, anythingJust to keep me from thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you know it's not working out'cause you're all that's on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One thought of you is all it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To leave the rest of the world behind&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;Oh, I didn't mean for this to go as far as it didAnd I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you didn't mean to love me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I know you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sittin' here tryin' to convince myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That you're not the one for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But the more I think, the less I believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the more I want you here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know the holidays are coming upI don't want to spend them alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Memories of Christmas time with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will just kill me if I'm on my own&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;Oh, I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you didn't mean to love me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know it's not the smartest thing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We just can't seem to get it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But what I wouldn't give to have one more chance tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One more chance tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sittin' here tryin' to entertain myself with this old guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But with all my inspiration gone it's not getting me very far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I look around my room and everything I see reminds me of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh please, baby won't you take my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We've got nothing left to prove&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;Oh, I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you didn't mean to love me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I know you did&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;And I didn't mean to meet you then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we were just kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I didn't mean to give you chills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The way that I kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you didn't mean to love me back but I know you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't say you didn't love me back 'cause you know you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, you didn't mean to love me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-1157280613951874537?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1157280613951874537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/myes-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1157280613951874537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1157280613951874537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/myes-over.html' title='MYE&apos;s over..'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-9156837175445465595</id><published>2009-05-01T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:43:48.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been a while since i last post. things has been rough lately. and i have been very lazy to post everyday. i will leave with a set of words for Fa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fa, i know we have agreed to just being friends, but i just cant live a single day without you. you are my soul. now, i got a way to show my love. its only a matter of time before you start seeing it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-9156837175445465595?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9156837175445465595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-has-been-while-since-i-last-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/9156837175445465595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/9156837175445465595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-has-been-while-since-i-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-6222767611866445126</id><published>2009-04-28T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T17:56:32.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bye .I lost hope .I just got to say, GoodBye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was fine, 'til seven-oh-five(7.05)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'til she walked out the door and right out of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When you're gone, I'll move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But it only would have taken two(2) seconds to say, good bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-6222767611866445126?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6222767611866445126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/bye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6222767611866445126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6222767611866445126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/bye.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-5966278406350767133</id><published>2009-04-27T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:52:53.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAD?</title><content type='html'>hi.. look at the title. i guess im just sad. the reasons :&lt;br /&gt;1) didnt go school today&lt;br /&gt;2) grandmum went australia yesterday&lt;br /&gt;3) got 'rejected' yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. suddenly missed my class. so this is a short one. bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fa, i dont blame you. i have told you, im the unlovable kind of guy. so it remains, 134 days of single-ness. bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-5966278406350767133?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5966278406350767133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/5966278406350767133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/5966278406350767133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/sad.html' title='SAD?'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-1572354851705890538</id><published>2009-04-26T18:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:11:52.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.</title><content type='html'>oh hi. kinda emo today. so im nt gonna go sch tomorrow. thats my decision. going to the doctor for treatment. this will be short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fa, wats your answer? is it a yes or a no? plz.. i need your answer to move on in my life. plz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-1572354851705890538?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1572354851705890538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1572354851705890538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1572354851705890538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.html' title='oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-1929661822625227548</id><published>2009-04-25T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:38:15.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIT!</title><content type='html'>heylow readers of my precious blog. im so pissed off! have you guys have long legs but short jeans and shorts? its so annoying trying to cover up your ankle. the only pants i can fit into are my madrasah pants. the rest are above my ankle. or we malays call it 'singkat', which is short in malay. duhh.. im so bored now. just now went to cousin house in jurong. and after that went to somewhere i dont know to have dinner. i dont know wat to buy. bro suggested to buy something at the pizza shop. me nd him went together. something caught my attention. salmone pizza. yuppe, its called salmone nd not salmon. kinda cool. wow! the pizza base was totally awesome! gonna go there again soon! hoope god will grant my wish. insya'allah. hehe. sigh. during madrasah texted Fa. i was so bored at madrasah. sigh again. looks like i gonna end this post. suddenly lost my mood to blog. moodswing? amalina, im not PMS-ing ok! wth! bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-1929661822625227548?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1929661822625227548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1929661822625227548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1929661822625227548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/shit.html' title='SHIT!'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-8790407138942973135</id><published>2009-04-24T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:41:39.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupid is Stupid!</title><content type='html'>hey readers of my blog. im as usual, bored. lets blog about today starting from PE. the 2.4km failures had to retake their 2.4km. haha. me and haikal played soccer for the whole 35mins without stopping. then after that, go back class for maths. found out i was stinking. then mt. cikgu was merepek-ing. then had recess. decided not to change into uniform. then after recess was history. then english. zhi hui gt a damn scolding from ms dora. i was like, caan she do anything else other than scolding our class? i know we have a damn class with all the porn-watching NERDS but theres really no nid to scold us. then waas science. as usual, boring! almost slept. then lifeskills. mr st talked about the exams and clearing up our study compartments(tables ah). then go home. saw Fa and her friends at the foyer. met khalis, azim, anis and nazri there. then met khalis GF. then walked to the bus stop. realised was late for solat jumaat. then decided to go library. so went. we went in and out of the library. went to toilet soon after coz anis wanted to change into home clothes. then when we wanted to go in the library, anis changed into his uniform shirt. then went roof access. anis change his long pants into school shorts. we were angry seh. oh ya, before going to the toilet, saw syafiqah YTSS. sec3. we were all laughing like hell. damn funny siol. then library-ed. then went home with azim. so now blogging. kinda emo-ing. dont know why. moodswings maybe?i almost forgot! we storm-ed again during recess. all of the peeps were staring at us. we are too good maybe? planning to perform for the teachers day concert. haha. made a storming band :&lt;br /&gt;band name : The Noises&lt;br /&gt;band motto : Make Some Noise&lt;br /&gt;Band Goal : To Make As Much Noise As We Can&lt;br /&gt;so thats it. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fa, dont you realised I love you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-8790407138942973135?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8790407138942973135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024372896900248243.post-7878668660600696584</id><published>2009-04-20T17:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:40:54.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>th boy labelled #1919</title><content type='html'>heylow readers. saw Fa after mt today. sigh.. she's still sad. but im trying my best to cheer her up. after school played soccer with(In NO Order) :&lt;br /&gt;1) Haikal&lt;br /&gt;2) Khalis&lt;br /&gt;3) Azim&lt;br /&gt;4) Anis&lt;br /&gt;5) Other guys which i forgotten&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. fun. played half naked. fun siol. wind on body. chilling. then three girls came(In NO Order) :&lt;br /&gt;1) Azra&lt;br /&gt;2) Natasha&lt;br /&gt;3) Sarina&lt;br /&gt;so i changed blogskin and blogsong. hope you guys like it. i used a skin made by the girl next door. literally. her class is beside mine. im 1A2. she's 1A1. smart right she? zzz. played til 3. then bus-ed home. reached abt 3.34. then had lunch. then revised some work. then played com. tomorrow home econs! yay! gonna bake cupcakes/muffins! gonna be fun and wild. hope tomorrow Fa cheers up. bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fa, online la. i'm waiting for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy #1919 signing off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-7878668660600696584?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7878668660600696584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/th-boy-labelled-1919.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/7878668660600696584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/7878668660600696584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/th-boy-labelled-1919.html' title='th boy labelled #1919'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-865279567240047634</id><published>2009-04-19T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:49:04.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>supposefilly</title><content type='html'>hello readers of my blog. havent update since long ago. donno why i suddenly feel lazy to blog. i used to be the one who is eager to blog everyday. school, one period happy, another, moody. sometimes, moodless. i will stare into blank space, thinking about.. nehmind. i dont want to talk about it here. just so sad. moodswings? mom and dad not at home. bro at madrasah. sis went out with mom and dad. so im alone at home. i realised, how this world is so small. falling in love with a friend is really hurtful. she knows i have feelings for her, but she seems to not care. i dont know any other ways to tell her 'I love You' than in chats. we dont often meet in school. even if we do, she will be with her friends. i just dont know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a minute to have a crush on someone,an hour to like someone, and an day to love someone...but it takes a lifetime to forget someone. - Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly. - Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna change blogskin and blogsong. takecare..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fa, will you be mine to hold?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-865279567240047634?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/865279567240047634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/supposefilly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/865279567240047634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/865279567240047634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/supposefilly.html' title='supposefilly'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-3255902113812303491</id><published>2009-04-17T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:47:51.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50th post anniversary</title><content type='html'>hi.. today's my 50th post anniversary. today, gt english and science test. rushed my art quickly in between lessons. one was okay, another, bullshit. so damn nt nice. but some say can get B-. lol. then go friday prayers. during lifeskill mr saktun talked about the geylang serai roojak food poisoning. so that all. buhbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F, will you be my first real GF?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-3255902113812303491?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3255902113812303491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/50th-post-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3255902113812303491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3255902113812303491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/50th-post-anniversary.html' title='50th post anniversary'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-8266273795256607280</id><published>2009-04-15T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:31:55.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huh?</title><content type='html'>hey. gonna make this one short. im suppose to be doing my art hmw now. but since no drawing block, take the initiative to use com and update. didnt update for a long time. like real.. so today fun. gt hockey training. then pllay soccer with seniors. then go home. then nth to do, so post ah. thats all. bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aQIL love F&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-8266273795256607280?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8266273795256607280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/huh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8266273795256607280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8266273795256607280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/huh.html' title='huh?'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-6719374138931636304</id><published>2009-04-13T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:42:39.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry..</title><content type='html'>hey people. sorry for not posting for the past two days. was online but plain lazy to post. have been doing facebook quizes lately. even now. haha. so addicting. saturday and sundays were boring. easter/good friday was fun. went out with auntie which was from australia. she visiting my grandmum/her mum. went to Lestari Seafood to eat dinner. yummy. today nenek brought back butter prawn for dinner. gonna try it later. so thats all for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do i really like you, aMirah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-6719374138931636304?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6719374138931636304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6719374138931636304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6719374138931636304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry.html' title='sorry..'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-8978940223140396628</id><published>2009-04-10T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:25:20.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Q I L</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ermm. i have to get clear of something. i need someone's help. heres my problem. i am crushing on this girl, a girl who's older than me. shes sec3. i mean shes a nice girl. she always say hi to me, unlike someone who ignores a friend after being in a relationship. shes short, but who cares? but someone told me about her behaviour. so thats the thing, im scared. wat if i was rejected? it will be like two rejections in one month? like thats a playboy's rate and im not that kind of guy. im a faithful kind of guy. sigh. im kinda confused now. but im still thinking if i should go for it. im losing stuffs, really. first friends, next a so-called sweetheart. after that my handphone with a lot of memories. next, my precious artwork. sigh. so, should i go for her? should i? should i? i need help. i think thats all. and one more thing, i like you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a Q I L&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i kinda like you, Syafayah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-8978940223140396628?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024372896900248243.post-6739248564480115202</id><published>2009-04-09T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:50:33.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;time check! 9.43pm. haha. im bored. currently chatting with a friend, a sec3 friend. sigh. im confused. can someone guide me through this? i mena like im having a crush when im nt suppose to. wth! shes even older than me. trust me, shes nt a sec4. sigh. should i like go for her? i need assistance! so 2.4 was RUBBISH. was suppose to run 10 rounds around the field. instead, i ran 13 rounds and failed by 28seconds. that teacher ah. i said 3 she go tick 7. bodoh sak. nk complain ah. this is better than my cross country. i mean like running under the heat and sweating. its just so cooling. i might go for a run tomorrow morning. anyone wants to follow? haha. my hands are itchy to text! someone buy me a pink Sony Ercisson W595! yes, i want it PINK. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; is my favourite colour and no one can change that. im nt gay.. the colour is just so striking. it brings out the kid in me. so thats all?..&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/6024372896900248243-6739248564480115202?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6739248564480115202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/updating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6739248564480115202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6739248564480115202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/updating.html' title='updating'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-2971510823326641582</id><published>2009-04-08T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:57:46.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>handphone stolen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY HANDPHONE IS STOLEN! i just hate my damned life right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i swear i will get revenge, by putting you in jail for at least 2years. haha. take that fucking guy! so everytime im happy, something i LOVE will vanish. examples are :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) my friends&lt;br /&gt;2) my crush&lt;br /&gt;3) my handphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wats next? haizz. just now lodged a police report. they took my statement. haizz. hope they ffind the person. oh god. plz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH god, is this punishment or just a test in life? please, oh ALLAH, i wish to improve my life. i need a person to guide me through thick and thin. oh ALLAH, i will change. oh ALLAH, i beg you, i just need a life-long companion. thats all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i having a crush on that girl?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-1395137428124339480</id><published>2009-04-07T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T17:59:04.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU KAK SABRINA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; you have made me conquer the feelings towards her. I totally love you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Won't blog much. just this. haha. bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-1395137428124339480?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1395137428124339480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1395137428124339480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1395137428124339480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-you.html' title='I love YOU!'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-682046649180024209</id><published>2009-04-06T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:58:05.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess i'm just DAMNED</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DAMNED&lt;/strong&gt;. the word. it describes my life. life gets rougher every second, especially this few words, 'i didnt accept you coz i thought you wasnt ready'. wat the fucking hell you trying to say? you think memorising 108words properly is easy? i havent finish memorising the lyrics, thats why i delayed the question. kalaulah ku tahu bahawa engkau akan dustai cinta yang diberi dari hatiku.. as you see, i didnt talk to you. i wrote everything i wanted to say. you snatched my pen. i even said go there alone. you brought your friends. dont you understand english? i clearly said, 'go to the staircase ALONE'. its either you dont understand english or youre blind. or even, you disobeyed me. i know im a &lt;strong&gt;DAMNED IMMATURE DOG&lt;/strong&gt; but you dont have to ignore me. you keep saying im cute. thats wat you always say when youre trying to tell the person to&lt;strong&gt;  FUCK OFF &lt;/strong&gt;or &lt;strong&gt;GET AWAY, DOG&lt;/strong&gt;. you dont have to lie. i got sick of you trying to lie then and now. i dont even know if your really truly sorry. you lied too much, to me. theres no way you could restore my trust. as i said, i wont talk to you personally - ever. and you said you gonna call me but guess wat, you didnt. see how much you have lied? thats it. you forgotten me. you ignored me. i tried to wave, you just ignored me. im just wondering, 'how could you be so heartless?'. i know youre with him now. but why are you so heartless? i cry everytime i think about this. i tried my best to hold them back when writing to you. im asking, do you want me to bad-mouth you in THIS blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night, they hear me talk&lt;br /&gt;coldest story ever told&lt;br /&gt;somewhere far along the road, i lost my soul&lt;br /&gt;to a woman so heartless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-682046649180024209?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/682046649180024209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-guess-im-just-damned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/682046649180024209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/682046649180024209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-guess-im-just-damned.html' title='i guess i&apos;m just DAMNED'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-1350504453043316872</id><published>2009-04-05T11:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T13:11:25.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last post..for you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;first things first :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M IMMATURE AND LIKING IT! you don't have the power to control me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;look, my mood have yet to change. being like this is just being me. im used to this. but somehow, i need a change. lets see, 100days being unloved. i survived it. for the first 96 days, im happy being with my friends.. but on the 97th day, i paid the price for being happy, i lost my new friends. just when i thought i couldnt be anymore upset, 98th day came and i lost my only hope of regaining my trust to girls. so, on the 100th day, i dedicate this post for you, the only girl that i have really been crushing on, only to find out that i have she has broke my heart to pieces. parents has seen the change in me. teachers too. friends ignored me. brother asked. sister asked too. grandmum, she doesnt care. you, you ignored me, like i expected. i expected this.. when i asked you this, 'why you asked? you dont like me, right?', you said no. you said that you wanted to confirm. you call this confirm? plz, NO &lt;strong&gt;BULLSHIT&lt;/strong&gt;. guess my 'friend' was right. people played with my feelings. but i guess this is enough. your turn ended. now its mine. ask him to pray, like how i did, coz his prayers, might be the only thing that kills you. it will be the death of you. im just speechless. where have your promises gone? you seid this to me, 'dont worry about my answer..'. looks like this is wat you meant, '&lt;strong&gt;FUCK OFF!&lt;/strong&gt;', its fun right? why did we ever end the game when it wasnt even my turn to play? to think you can regain my trust to girls, but instead, you made me lose all my trust to girls. i know i was in the wrong, i delayed the question. but even if i had asked you earlier, i know you would dump me for him. and you said you appreciated wat i have done, so is this the big 'thank you' i get? new friend should know how i feel. i realised being with you has been a waste of time. a huge waste. you left me without a warning. left me stranded for 3 days. you could have told me earlier that you &lt;strong&gt;HATED &lt;/strong&gt;me and &lt;strong&gt;DISLIKE&lt;/strong&gt; my presence right? im immature, im only a sec1 student. i dont make people look bad, you &lt;strong&gt;DO&lt;/strong&gt;. my image in school is bad, i dont do homeworks, i eat in class, i got into trouble every period. and for you to know, i wont move on in life. i will keep this in mind. and i told you before, i should not have had that crush on you. i lied to my &lt;strong&gt;MUM &lt;/strong&gt;for you. dont you know lying is a sin? be it lying to my mum. lying to my mum could mean i end up in hell. 100years of torture. looks like you dont know. all you care about are those which you like, which you have, but never which you dont have. calling me a friend..is a huge mistake. i got a lot more to say, but you would only tell you boy about me, right? like an immature girl. look who will bad-mouth more when you break up with him. and you waited for 1hr45mins? i waited for you, for a total of 8 periods. and all this waiting, turns up to be meeting a girl who pllays with my feelings all day long. i could post all the chats we had. want me to do that? justice is with me now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to her : this will be the last post you will see. second blog is updated. see it for the final time before wednesday. and you said meet on monday? so you want me to wait for 3 periods like you did? wat is this? revenge? so you want to play the revenge game? i'll play it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bila hatimu bersedih, diriku yang engkau cari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mengapa pulang kepadaku, sedangkau ada sidia itu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bila hatimu gembira, diriku yang engkau lupa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh god..why did you allow me to have a crush on somehow so heartless as to play with my feelings? oh god..help me in this &lt;strong&gt;FUCKED UP &lt;/strong&gt;situation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-1350504453043316872?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1350504453043316872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-postfor-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1350504453043316872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1350504453043316872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-postfor-you.html' title='the last post..for you..'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-857231762847952327</id><published>2009-04-04T14:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T14:54:14.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>need i say more?</title><content type='html'>life has been rough without you, even though its been just two days knowing you're with him. so just now, madrasah. people keep asking who has done such a thing to me. its quite saddening. people keep saying, 'asal aqil diam jer ah?'. im so sorry guys, she should just have said a straight 'NO!' but she insisted on playing with my feelings and finally broke my heart. i know i dont have the qualities of a 'Mr. Right' but i do know that being rejected is not as saddening as being fooled around with. your friends, they treat me like dogs. they think that by being older, they have the power to control my emotions and also actions. shout at me, force me, wat you think? im your dog? life has never been happy for me, i get scolded for wat i do wrong. life is never fair, everytime im happy, i will lose something precious. first, my friends. second, you. wats next, my family? i guess my blog url is suitable for me, right? being your doll. you share your sad things with me. but when you're happy now, you forget me, as though like a rag-and-bone man. im just dwelling on the past. i dont wish to move on in life, knowing that i will be rejected everytime i pop the question. im a guy, with a natural behaviour of taking revenge, you forced me to do this, to my loved one. you played nice mind games with me, doubting my love. well, you wan to play right? i'll join in but trust me, your relationship, will never ever be a happy one. lets see wat i did, i LIED for you, i COMFORTED you, i ACCOMPANIED you, i even shared your sadness. love, the most hell of a thing i have ever tried, its worst than drugs, or even a cigarette. i tried it, so i know. right now, i keep asking myself, how could you be so heartless? i spent money buying a present, for you. but i didnt tell, i wanted it to be a surprise. remember those roxy flats? i bought them, but now, they're gonna be burnt in the incinerator plant. i threw them away, wasting my last $50 i had in my savings. it has been tough saving them, but thougher WASTING them for a heartless person. looks like im gonna dwell on this for a long time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-857231762847952327?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/857231762847952327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/need-i-say-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/857231762847952327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/857231762847952327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/need-i-say-more.html' title='need i say more?'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-3345419319629356503</id><published>2009-04-03T17:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:04:53.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is it too late?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hey guys.. let me tell you a true story that happened recently.. its a story about a &lt;strong&gt;DAMNED&lt;/strong&gt; love life. it all started becoz of his father. his father influenced him to be in all this relationships. but, when the boy got into his first ever relationship, his father barked at him, like a dog. he was treated like a dog by his friends, family, even his teachers. but the worst of all was that his girlfriend also treated him like a dog. the relationship only lasted for like 2weeks. the boy felt sad, but his favourite teacher told him that there was more to life than all these nonsense. his teacher gt in the same state as he had on the same day. so they were like on the same page. his teacher drove him back home, explaining wat will happen if we look on the brighter side of life. but soon, his teacher had left for NS. a replacement came. so he thought it thoroughly. he thought that all the girls was the same-&lt;strong&gt;HEARTBREAKERS&lt;/strong&gt;. but a few months later, he fell for a girl, a girl younger than he was. he went for it, asking the question twice before getting a yes. the relationship lasted 2 months. then he finally concluded, he shall never be in a relationship &lt;strong&gt;EVER&lt;/strong&gt; again. but his single-ness lasted 3 months, before falling for another girl, but this time, he was in a secondary school. he fell for a girl, much older than him, even older than his brother. he made a wrong move. although he knew he didnt have a chance to have her heart, he confesses his feelings towards her, in a blog, a private blog. its been a month since having a crush on the girl, but now, the girl left the boy stranded in a land of no trust and love. the boy now doesnt trust any girls than comes to him. he felt regretful having crushes on girls. so now he decided wat he is going to do. he found that love isnt his thing. he shall concentrate on the upcoming hockey tourney, work on his soccer skills, and most importantly, concentrate on his studies. he cries, he cry and he cried, just because of a girl whom he knows he wont be with. he even cried to sleep, even cried when sleeping, even cries when eating. tear drops drips slowly into his dinner, finally filling his bowl, just with tear drops. the guy realise he has to go on in life, but never will he ever fall for a girl, ever again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;what has he done for the girl : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) lied to his mom just to go out with her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) bought cookies which he intended to give on a special friday, but didnt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3) designed an 'I LOVE YOU' card&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4) he has yet to sing a love song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5) prayed for the best for her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6) spent time accompanying her home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-3345419319629356503?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3345419319629356503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-it-too-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3345419319629356503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3345419319629356503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-it-too-late.html' title='is it too late?'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-147833661574255100</id><published>2009-04-02T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:29:29.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>need i do this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im nt gonna say hi today. i dont even think i should be here at this time. i should be revising instead. its all becoz of a post, a post which made me cry for the first time in 2009. i can say that 2009 have been a rough year so far. having had to settle in sec1, conquering in being single. i almost forgot, today was my 3 month being single. think the number 2 just makes me sad. and for her to write the post. im positively sure shes not refering to me. she couldnt have replaced my name for wat i think i havent have done. i know that i have been delaying to ask the question even though you know i had the crush on you. i have thought through it, thought deeply. i shall stop calling you nicknames. i'll just call you by your, i repeat, &lt;strong&gt;YOUR&lt;/strong&gt; name. i dont think i have the right to call you nicknames. i dont deserve to be loved. im just a boy, who sits in front of his laptop almost every single day, chatting with a girl, whom i like most. to think of it, i shouldnt be even having a crush on her. shes way older than me. i just cant forget you. its so hard. its nt so hard. its &lt;strong&gt;DAMN&lt;/strong&gt; hard to do so. i tried my best, to let you go but after all i did, it all starts back to where i initially started. i even feel guilty crushing on you and to call you &lt;strong&gt;MY &lt;/strong&gt;oreo. i did the wrong move. i seek forgiveness in calling you all that nonsense. im truly sorry. everyday, i look for you, hoping you would make my day. i feel sad after losing the match with northland, after seeing you, i felt elated, as if im the happiest guy in the world. your friends even seem to dislike the company of me. so i shall let go of you, unless &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; tell me its just a name replacement. if not, i shall let go of you, forever, i mean it, &lt;strong&gt;FOREVER&lt;/strong&gt;. i'll succeed in doing so. now after reading your post, i feel that its not me. even though the first part matches wat you have said to me. now im just waiting for you to go online, to tell me wat you have to tell. i'll be waiting, until i fall asleep, fall into a deep slumber full of hatred. i have been ignored and even avoided. each time i see you, i forced a smile, thinking that i still &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; you. i have been thinking, "need i do this?", each time i post. i dont even care about myself when with you, i think of getting you back home, safely, so that the answer will be there, in your heart. so i'll be waiting for you to online. my last question is, "did you wrote that refering to me, or to play with my heart? or maybe even its true that you're with him now..". thats all i have to say about today. i really lost my mood to chat. so i'll try my best to chat tonight. byes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-147833661574255100?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/147833661574255100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/need-i-do-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/147833661574255100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/147833661574255100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/need-i-do-this.html' title='need i do this?'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-8032478219147397673</id><published>2009-04-01T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:49:02.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hi. gonna make this one short. sch was a bore. went home earlier. at 12.30 instead of 2.15. walked her home. then went back home. she texted me. so i go online. she no mood coz of that boy. i think la. so didnt chat much. then she must change and leave for the 10th anni concert. so thats all. i also gt no mood today. bye la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-8032478219147397673?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024372896900248243.post-6276606788802663477</id><published>2009-03-30T15:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T16:00:09.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha!</title><content type='html'>hola! today went school. boring seh at school. this wat happened. morning, they took our ez-link card. to exchange to the new ez-link card. so after that announcements. then was mt. so walked to the mt room with the other 1A2 malay peeps. on the way there saw her. then mt ah. as usual, cikgu was late. only had 15mins of mt. did the kefahaman. then after mt was maths. dont know why but today's maths was fun, for the first ever time. then was english. cher didnt came. gt relief cher. so did our own stuff. then was recess. played soccer. fun seh. did some tricks to tease those 1A1 freaks. then bell rang, so lined up. when going to the staircase saw her again. then someone shouted her name. wasnt me. but a malay voice. then was history. since english cher nvr came so history cher also must nt have came. coz one cher teach us both subjects. again, relief cher came. again, did our own stuff. then was pw. we went to com lab. don wan elaborate ah. then music. must perform the cheer. my group gt 2 points. 2/10 points. haha. failed. but who cares? saw her in her class. then gt gamelan test. i hope i excelled. the test ended half way through literature. thank god! literature, as always, boring! slept through it. science, another period thats boring. the cher blabbered abt something i dont care. then dismiss. then mr saktun came in. he gave us back our ez-link card. my face.. it was taken from the primary school database. no wonder i look sleepy. then go home. went macdonalds, me bought hot fudge sundae. then go 7-eleven buy mashed potato. then bus-ed home. then watched tv. then on lappie. then blog. then chat with her. then typed bye. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-6276606788802663477?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6276606788802663477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6276606788802663477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6276606788802663477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha.html' title='haha!'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-1104771955568295119</id><published>2009-03-27T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:42:28.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;heylow. today was enjoyable. went sch as per normal. but morning when woke up, lost my voice. i was like omg! in my heart lah. then in bathroom tried to scream. still nth. just when school ah. then at bus stop met bro. he still waiting for his 965 bus. then 969 come. i gather every ounce of power i have to ask him wether he taking or not. he said no. then i board ah. then in bus met ganesh, primary school classmate. the whole bus trip i nvr talk. like a muted television. then walked to school as per normal. in class, neck cramp. until now nth changed. then attended lessons as per normal. only i didnt talk much. so yah, history, cher was mad. but im innocent. coz class was like a super noisy circus. only im the only one not talking. voice lost. then lifeskill, did survey. then after that dismiss. quickly went to the meeting place as was dismissed late. cher was scolding us. then she not there. so waited, walked around. then saw her in front of library. she went to take her bag. then i accompanied her home. nt exactly home. until the bus stop there. the 812 bus stop. then she waited til the bus came. aww.. thanks so much =] then bus came. bus-ed to northpoint. met azz and haikal. walked to masjid. then after solat gt fire. the fire was caused by a cigarette bud. lol much. haiss. budak yishun town ah ni. skola jer skola pandai, budak budak bodoh. tk der guna. so lazy to type the rest. bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-1104771955568295119?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1104771955568295119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1104771955568295119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1104771955568295119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_27.html' title='...?'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-487029317780282411</id><published>2009-03-26T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:09:37.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>erm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hey.. today will be ranked first in the worst day list. sorry guys, for this post, you will see the true me. this is what happened. school sucked, mumbled when meeting her, results were bullshit and got scolded for playing soccer, in the field. attended school as per normal. didnt go art coz got tournament. had to vs hillgrove. packed up after rich, then headed to the canteen. placed our bags, then went to toilet. hangout at toilet for like 15mins+. then went out. bought two bottles of 100plus. then saw nitro. i nitro came out conirm she will come out. then waited at the meeting place. waited like abt 10mins she still havent come. then went back to canteen. saw her she went to meeting place. i followed behind her. then she started talking. i was speechless. i dont know but the words cant seemed to come out of my mouth. in my mind, i was like wat the fuck. why cant the words come out. then needed to chase after the bus. like hell sia. fucking bus driver. then it was tournament time. i gave it a 100%. but the rest were like ignoring my call for balls, like go die la. then first period, it was 2-0. we were losing. second period, it was 2-1. third period was 5-4. we lost arh. fuck the referee ah. the ball obviously went in the goal but the fucking referee said it was not in the goalpost. shook hands. fuck la. da menang tunjok perangai. tu loorball. main street soccer ah. kaki bangku. then played soccer at sch. i was scolded for playing soccer. you guys will think i played in the foyer or parade square right? guess wat, i played at the field. the stupid major tan scolded. needed to stare at the light for 5 mins. was blinded ah. then somemore need 20 push ups. tangan sakit nk push up. bloody ah. then went home. now blogging. so thats all about my bloody worst day in my life. bye. (sorry for the vulgars. was really pissed off about today)&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/6024372896900248243-487029317780282411?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/487029317780282411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/erm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/487029317780282411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/487029317780282411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/erm.html' title='erm..'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-8136967264206620715</id><published>2009-03-25T17:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:43:18.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont think there is a need for title..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;hey all. i decided to post after hearing azzri's words just now. let me tell you all what had happened, starting from school. so school, reached school as per normal. then went to class to meet haikal and azzri. then quickly rushed down to assemble. then after flag raising, it was reading, the normal stuffs. as first period was mother tongue, headed to the mt room. near the spiral, saw &lt;em&gt;her. she&lt;/em&gt; was with her friends walking up the staircase. so i waved at &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; waved back. i dont know why but i wwas feeling moody today. as though something bad or unwanted &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; happen. i just had that feeling. then suring mt, acted happy although wasnt. did a compo. second period of mt, saw&lt;em&gt; her &lt;/em&gt;having PE lessons. &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; played badminton. then after mt, it was maths. i dont wanna talk about maths. then was recess. recess, ate the chicken chop. felt like cry-ing but azzri cheered me up. thanks bro! then had two periods of science. the teacher nvr come. so free two periods. one was &lt;strong&gt;wisely &lt;/strong&gt;spent &lt;strong&gt;crying, &lt;/strong&gt;well, was actually half-crying. but theres tears though. the next period was spent talking to the three crazy girls, haikal and azzri. after that was history. teacher went through chapter6. then literature. it was absolutely boring. wasted money to go to school for a so boring lesson. then was english. played a game. me and travis gt 3rd place. thanks travis! then was assembly, well, supposed to but it wass upper sec assembly. so lower sec had pastorial care. then dont know wat happened. wasnt paying much attention. was thinking wat will happen. then went home. but played a little soccer first, with fashan, azzri n haikal. saw &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; going in the girls toilet. wanted to said hi or sumthing but she was with her friends. malu ah. then went canteen. saw &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; again. then decided to go home. i followed how i sent her back yesterday, hoping to find her. then didnt see her, so sat at the senior citizen place. then saw &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;. tegur-ed &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;. i reminded &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; about tomorrow. &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; seemed to forget. &lt;em&gt;her &lt;/em&gt;friend &lt;em&gt;she &lt;/em&gt;was walking with seemed angry while i was talking to &lt;em&gt;her. im sorry about that. &lt;/em&gt;then after that, straight away went home. it was raining heavily so was stucked at the void deck in front of admiralty station. when i stepped into my room, heard a vibrating sound. checked my handphone that was in the cupboard. three messages sent from &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;. she said dont reply as she was going out. so i decided to leave her an offline chat message. when walking to khatib central, azzri told me this, 'aku nak bilang kau sesuatu, aku rase kau tak selamat kalau kau sukakan dier. kau tahu lah budak sec4 kan? dorang step jer suke tapi kadang kadang, dorang maen maen denagn perasaan kau.' sorry for the the non-malays who can view my blog. if translated, it says, 'i want to tell you something, i dont think its safe if you still like her. you know lah, sec4 girls. they act they like you, but actually, they are just playing with your feelings.' these are the words that made me want to blog. i want &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; to tell me the truth. it made me more moody. i just feel like crying &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt;. i dont know why. so i hope &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;can online at 9 or sumthing k? bye..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I nak tau kalau you betol betol suke kat I ke tak. I tak akan marah you kalau you tak suke I. tapi i akan sedih lah, tapi tak seberapa sedih kalau you maenkan perasaan I. you bilang jer perasaan you terhadap I. tapi apapun jawapan you, I akan tetap SAYANGkan you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-8136967264206620715?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8136967264206620715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-think-there-is-need-for-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8136967264206620715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8136967264206620715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-think-there-is-need-for-title.html' title='i dont think there is a need for title..'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-4599929845479334738</id><published>2009-03-24T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:15:19.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;let me tell you guys sumth. actually, when in the bus going home from tournament,i didnt feel like blogging coz lost to northland 9 - 0. then after reaching sch, i suddenly remembered i must meet oreo at 1.40, but the time was abt 3.30 like dat. so i plan to apologise to her tomorrow. then bought black chicken and 100plus. eat the chicken n drank half bottle of 100plus, felt like going to the street soccer court. played soccer(duh..), learned a new trick. hehe. then all decided to go back canteen. then got ready to go home. amirul all asked me to stay and chat ah. like when i was gonna sit down, oreo appeared from nowhere. then she ckp aper entah. tk dengar ah. sori! then pikir punyer pikir, then decided to kejar her. hehe. then walked her home. nt exactly home la. but a block. dont know wat block. then i walked to the bus stop there. gt bus 969. in the bus, slept. then reached home blah blah blah. was dismissed from sch early, 11.20 rather than the normal 1.05. then changed. spent 20mins in the toilet changing. then ate. ate the tuna bun at the art rock cafe there. its getting yuckish by the day. oh ya, i was almost late for sch. gt like 5 mins to spare or sumthng la. and now shes online so bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-4599929845479334738?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4599929845479334738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4599929845479334738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4599929845479334738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm.html' title='hmm...'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-766036390461667879</id><published>2009-03-23T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T15:51:50.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bore!</title><content type='html'>omg! school was a bore! could sleep in every lesson. haiss. first period, mt. saw oreo before cikgu open the door. then when mt, tunjok perangai. haha. sengaje seh. bukan emo. step jer. haha. then after that maths. diam jer ah. abe semuer tanyer asl diam. then english. shouted at teacher. then recess. played soccer. shit la. always hit the post. mcm orng giler. then history. teacher nvr come in class. then pw. did basically nth. went com lab. strtd com. then teacher ask to shut down. mcm dog sia. then music. suppose to perform. but 2 peeps nvr come. saw oreo at her class. then litersture. zzz. was half asleep. then science, last period. went through science paper. gt 22/30. woohoo! think thats all. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-766036390461667879?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/766036390461667879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/bore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/766036390461667879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/766036390461667879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/bore.html' title='bore!'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-445606171370199947</id><published>2009-03-21T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:06:34.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uhh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ermm, hi. just came back from my cousin house. i confused wether is it cousin or uncle. but either one, i treat him like my brother. hes a joker. haha. lame but funny jokes. haiss. afternoon went to play soccer, but then, hujan lebat giler dok. then lepak lepak at the void deck. no where to go, hujan lebat uhh. so pagi, i forgot wat i did seh. haiss. short term memory. so i gt nothing more to say ah. waiting for her to re-online. bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i saw you online when i first onlined. then you offline. why? i wanna know why.. maybe disconnected, tk per. i trust you. haiss. tk per. im waiting for you to re-online. bye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-445606171370199947?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/445606171370199947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/uhh_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/445606171370199947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/445606171370199947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/uhh_21.html' title='uhh?'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-7374112173591806537</id><published>2009-03-20T15:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:18:00.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm confused..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This part is meant for Oreo. I'm really sorry about yesterday. I didn't meant those words. I typed them out of confusion. My mind has been playing tricks on me. I'm really, truly sorry. Please forgive me. I'm shedding tears as I'm writing this post. I'll explain this later, at night, when we're both online, alright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, went out with Oreo. fun lah. thanks for the day. so first we met at yishun mrt. then took the train to city hall. went to raffles plaza, i think. went to the quicksilver shop to find her roxy flats. no size. then asked the salesgirl to contact other outlets to find one size smaller, that is size 8. the salesgirl say the outlet at plaza sing have. then took train to dhoby ghaut. walked to plaza sing. guess what, size 8 is still too big for her. so i suggest we wait until june hols and go together again. so we walked around plaza sing, then took train to orchard. walked to far east plaza to meet her cousins. so met already we walked around. then i had to go home. so i begged her to follow me home. sorry oreo, i really had to. then took train to yishun, go northpoint. then we go jalan jalan around northpoint, like a couple. notice that i used like, coz we're not officially together. then i had to meet bro at the levi's shop. i bade her goodbye. then went macs as bro want to eat. he bought mcchicken with cheese while i bought large coke. then went timezone, bro wanted to go, not me. then went home. so thats all about yesterday. bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oreo, I will wait, even forever, for you to say yes to my question..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-7374112173591806537?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024372896900248243.post-326841805922688829</id><published>2009-03-18T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:08:57.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so im back to post! just came back from religous class. ngaji uhh. lets strt with after i wake up. woke up at 9. dilly dally bathe, change clothes all. then went to causeway point meet mum n lil sis. my mum ask me meet her at burger king. went breakfast-ing there. then took mrt to khatib mrt. need go school, dental checkup. then go jalan to school. at the clinic all girls seh. like malu like that. then go dudok at the sec1 block tangga wait for any malay peeps to come. then texted azzri. he said he on the way. then wait ah. no choice. then went in the clinic with him. yu xin was being "operated". haha. then it was my turn. she clean the teeth all. then my handphone, which was put in my right short pocket, fell. then terkluar gbr oreo crush ku. then the dentist ask me hu dat. i faked, saying that that was my elder sister's phone. actually i got no elder sis. haha. then after that azzri turn. i played his psp. that time my psp at car ah. forgot to take. then naffillah come. she ransacked my bag. then take out my phone. then she asked who my wallpaper pict was. it was actually oreo crush pict, but i say thats my bro phone. haha. kene tipu lagi. then went home. prayed and all. then went online. then online for a while, oreo crush online. so happy! so chatted with her. then she offline. then after that, since got nothing to do, gathered some primary school peeps n invited them over to play soccer. got ready n stuff n headed down to the street soccer court. played n all. went home. then bathed. used my lil sis's psp to go online since mum locked MY laptop. but oreo crush not online. off the psp ah. then went religous class. after that went my father boss house. send the food my mother cook. then went home. quickly rushed to the laptop, hoping oreo crush is online. n guess wat? she is! so happy. so im currently chatting with her so, bye! and im so in a happy mood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-326841805922688829?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/326841805922688829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/326841805922688829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/326841805922688829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey.html' title='hey!'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-8714962497923037314</id><published>2009-03-17T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T16:10:22.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no need for title</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hey... gt no mood to blog today... suppose to upload picts. but lazy uhh... penat tau baru balik training. tuesday lawan northland pulak tu. tk per lah. just give it my best. thats all. bye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i still dont get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is your answer yes, or is it no?&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/6024372896900248243-8714962497923037314?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8714962497923037314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-need-for-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8714962497923037314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8714962497923037314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-need-for-title.html' title='no need for title'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-6160578770997585618</id><published>2009-03-16T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:51:08.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back posting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im back posting. gt no mood to talk. just enjoy the pictures. bye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sb5KZIAuzwI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUtDJqDOb2c/s1600-h/DSC00647%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313766405851500290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sb5KZIAuzwI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUtDJqDOb2c/s320/DSC00647%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sb5KYknd-uI/AAAAAAAAAE0/1M6Viz7RrKk/s1600-h/DSC00646%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313766396350298850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sb5KYknd-uI/AAAAAAAAAE0/1M6Viz7RrKk/s320/DSC00646%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sb5KHVtkYZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/UP4DkVU52w0/s1600-h/DSC00644%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313766100291576210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sb5KHVtkYZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/UP4DkVU52w0/s320/DSC00644%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sb5KHOnC8OI/AAAAAAAAAEk/GJKm3cvLbS8/s1600-h/DSC00643%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313766098385170658" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sb5KHOnC8OI/AAAAAAAAAEk/GJKm3cvLbS8/s320/DSC00643%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sb5KG7pG1DI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1ai2zrNFQS0/s1600-h/DSC00640%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313766093293540402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sb5KG7pG1DI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1ai2zrNFQS0/s320/DSC00640%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sb5KGlwamII/AAAAAAAAAEU/P8-jX8xQ9GY/s1600-h/DSC00638%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313766087418615938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sb5KGlwamII/AAAAAAAAAEU/P8-jX8xQ9GY/s320/DSC00638%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sb5KGBNLVVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fxtA7HAewmQ/s1600-h/DSC00637%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313766077607138642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sb5KGBNLVVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fxtA7HAewmQ/s320/DSC00637%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to whom it may concern : i updated my other blog. check it out. just to let you know, you're the last person i shall fall for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-6160578770997585618?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6160578770997585618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-posting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6160578770997585618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6160578770997585618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-posting.html' title='back posting'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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/_Ma62Gh23iZs/Sb5KZIAuzwI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BUtDJqDOb2c/s72-c/DSC00647%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024372896900248243.post-6658739378346986931</id><published>2009-03-15T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:28:59.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>umm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hi... how are you people doing?... hope all of you are fine... im just fine... so yesterday slept at 1.30 am. wonder why so late? i finished typing the post at my other blog at about 1.05am. then off com. then played psp for awhile. then suddenly fell asleep. my bro told that i cried in my sleep. he saw teardrops on my eyes. i guess i know the reason, right? so i dreamt again. i dont wanna talk about it here. so now chatting with "special someone". no mood to talk more. bye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't wanna go to bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't want you to go to bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so please chat with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;until late night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;until next morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i will sacrifice for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just for you&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/6024372896900248243-6658739378346986931?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6658739378346986931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/umm_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6658739378346986931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6658739378346986931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/umm_15.html' title='umm...'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-8051988338276953974</id><published>2009-03-14T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:53:57.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hockey pics :&lt;br /&gt;azzri ngah baring(after match)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/SbvEili7tHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4-TZsFKOBaU/s1600-h/DSC00627%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/SbvEili7tHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4-TZsFKOBaU/s320/DSC00627%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313056283886859378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team captain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/SbvEiO5nK4I/AAAAAAAAADw/wR2FySapetI/s1600-h/DSC00625%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/SbvEiO5nK4I/AAAAAAAAADw/wR2FySapetI/s320/DSC00625%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313056277807967106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my floorball stick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/SbvEh3TnVyI/AAAAAAAAADo/sb7gaeQcJGI/s1600-h/DSC00624%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/SbvEh3TnVyI/AAAAAAAAADo/sb7gaeQcJGI/s320/DSC00624%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313056271474579234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftermatch in bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/SbvEg6SSGpI/AAAAAAAAADg/3stdVr8rbeo/s1600-h/DSC00623%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/SbvEg6SSGpI/AAAAAAAAADg/3stdVr8rbeo/s320/DSC00623%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313056255094430354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so-not-hockey pics :&lt;br /&gt;injured thumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/SbvD1TAmRWI/AAAAAAAAADY/viTztptJYgg/s1600-h/DSC00633%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/SbvD1TAmRWI/AAAAAAAAADY/viTztptJYgg/s320/DSC00633%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313055505816896866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/SbvD1NT4C0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/tY9dI_mB36w/s1600-h/DSC00629%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/SbvD1NT4C0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/tY9dI_mB36w/s320/DSC00629%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313055504287140674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-8051988338276953974?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8051988338276953974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/hockey-pics-azzri-ngah-baringafter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8051988338276953974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8051988338276953974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/hockey-pics-azzri-ngah-baringafter.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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/_Ma62Gh23iZs/SbvEili7tHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4-TZsFKOBaU/s72-c/DSC00627%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024372896900248243.post-7644493905180066618</id><published>2009-03-14T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:44:03.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uhh?</title><content type='html'>hi people&lt;br /&gt;just came back from changi&lt;br /&gt;ate the nasi lemak&lt;br /&gt;nice larh&lt;br /&gt;i want to eat it again&lt;br /&gt;so morning went ryana house&lt;br /&gt;met her at macdonald northpoint&lt;br /&gt;then walked around together&lt;br /&gt;we looked like a couple, but not&lt;br /&gt;serious seh&lt;br /&gt;got two guys say we looked like couple&lt;br /&gt;literally&lt;br /&gt;come on!&lt;br /&gt;i like my ms. 'SYF'&lt;br /&gt;even though im nt sure if she likes me&lt;br /&gt;she went toilet i followed&lt;br /&gt;but waited outside&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to go macdonald so you know,&lt;br /&gt;took her to her seat and all&lt;br /&gt;so then went her house&lt;br /&gt;did project lah&lt;br /&gt;art project&lt;br /&gt;not exactly her house&lt;br /&gt;its her grandma's&lt;br /&gt;quite a nice place&lt;br /&gt;so placed my bag and then,&lt;br /&gt;went to the shop&lt;br /&gt;then went back to the house&lt;br /&gt;did the project and all&lt;br /&gt;then at 3 dad fetched&lt;br /&gt;then went jurong&lt;br /&gt;go cousin house&lt;br /&gt;then went changi as said&lt;br /&gt;so now chatting wif ms. 'SYF'&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you might know i like you,&lt;br /&gt;or you might not,&lt;br /&gt;so ms. 'SYF',&lt;br /&gt;i'm telling you now that i like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-7644493905180066618?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7644493905180066618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/uhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/7644493905180066618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/7644493905180066618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/uhh.html' title='uhh?'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-9179148441823356287</id><published>2009-03-13T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:28:54.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad deeds</title><content type='html'>[ ] Gotten detention.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten your phone taken away in class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten suspended.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten caught chewing gum.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten caught cheating on a test.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;[x] Arrived late to class more than 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Didn’t do homework over 5 times&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Turned at least 3 projects in late&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Missed school cause you felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Laughed so loud you got kicked out of class.&lt;br /&gt;Total : 2&lt;br /&gt;[x] Got your mom / dad etc. to get you out of school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Texted people during class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Passed notes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Threw stuff across the room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laughed at the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Total : 7&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pulled down the Fire Alarm.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went on Myspace , Facebook , Xanga , Msn etc. on the computer at school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Took Pictures during school hours.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Called someone during School hours.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Listened to an iPod , CD , etc... During class.&lt;br /&gt;Total :11&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Threw something at the teacher&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went outside the classroom without permission.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Broke the dress code.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Failed a subject.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ate food during class.&lt;br /&gt;Total : 14&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten a call from school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Couldn’t go on a field trip cause you behaved badly.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Didn’t take your stuff to school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten a detention and didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Stuck up your middle finger at a teacher when they were not looking.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cursed during class loud enough so the teacher could hear.&lt;br /&gt;Total : 17&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Faked your parents signature.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Slept in class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cursed at a teacher to their face.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Copied homework.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 18&lt;br /&gt;MULTIPLY BY THREE : 18 x 3 = 54%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-9179148441823356287?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9179148441823356287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-deeds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/9179148441823356287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/9179148441823356287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-deeds.html' title='bad deeds'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-5641119553757721308</id><published>2009-03-13T16:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:47:23.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today, n the yesterday</title><content type='html'>hilo&lt;br /&gt;im in a good mood&lt;br /&gt;lets see why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school asl per normal&lt;br /&gt;only that school finished 2 periods(1hr10mins) earlier&lt;br /&gt;so its a yay coz no art means more freedom&lt;br /&gt;then played soccer until 2&lt;br /&gt;then assemble at foyer n waited for mr tan&lt;br /&gt;wait like 20mins then mr lionel lee say mr tan at ite macoherson already&lt;br /&gt;then he quickly take our jersey n left for ite macpherson&lt;br /&gt;at bus damn fun&lt;br /&gt;we switched on songs n made jokes&lt;br /&gt;then reached ite macpherson already then went level 2, the hall&lt;br /&gt;then saw mr tan&lt;br /&gt;he quickly distributed the jerseys for us to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;f.y.i. my jersey #19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then quickly changed n warmed up&lt;br /&gt;then rested on the staged&lt;br /&gt;then it was our match&lt;br /&gt;we had to meet hua yi&lt;br /&gt;sekolah sesat&lt;br /&gt;8 seconds played n we were down to 0 - 1&lt;br /&gt;we played home&lt;br /&gt;2-5 mins later they doubled their lead to 0 - 2&lt;br /&gt;mr tan later had to make changes&lt;br /&gt;he called for line change&lt;br /&gt;i was in line2 if course&lt;br /&gt;junior katekan&lt;br /&gt;then after playing for 3-6 mins, aqil made a strong hit on the ball,&lt;br /&gt;directing the ball towards haikal&lt;br /&gt;which he scored&lt;br /&gt;so the score was 1 - 2&lt;br /&gt;then it was 1-third time(so called half time)&lt;br /&gt;then line1 started the 2-third&lt;br /&gt;the score line didnt change until mr tan made some changes&lt;br /&gt;the line change&lt;br /&gt;1 minute played n haikal goes for a long short&lt;br /&gt;keeper parried but was nt cleared&lt;br /&gt;the ball fell to haikal who takes it first time, equallizing&lt;br /&gt;mr tan finally gave a sigh of relief, with the score 2 - 2&lt;br /&gt;he then called for line change&lt;br /&gt;4 minutes played n zaki took a shot froma tight angle,&lt;br /&gt;but to the relief of OPSS, he scored&lt;br /&gt;the score was 3 - 2 with OPSS breaking the dead lock&lt;br /&gt;it was 2-third time&lt;br /&gt;again, line1 started the final third&lt;br /&gt;6 minutes played n the score was still 3 - 2&lt;br /&gt;mr tan made line change again&lt;br /&gt;then aqil again passed the ball to haikal,&lt;br /&gt;who takes it with his second touch of the ball&lt;br /&gt;n guess wat?&lt;br /&gt;we scored making the score 4 - 2&lt;br /&gt;then with 6 minutes left or so,&lt;br /&gt;aqil passes the ball to haikal who dummies it to azzri&lt;br /&gt;azzri pushes the ball forward n hits it,&lt;br /&gt;its another goal!&lt;br /&gt;so thats how it went to 5 - 3, the final score&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;match info(for OPSS only):&lt;br /&gt;goalscorers : haikal(3 goals), zaki(1 goal), azzri(1 goal)&lt;br /&gt;2-minute sent offs : zaki(heading the ball), aqil(high stick), the chinese guy(donnoe wats the name(late line change)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gt cross country&lt;br /&gt;i wont talk about it&lt;br /&gt;im really sad&lt;br /&gt;so after it went home with naffillah, carol, angel, ryana, haikal n azzri&lt;br /&gt;nt forgetting me&lt;br /&gt;so dropped off at amk hub&lt;br /&gt;angel went home straight away&lt;br /&gt;then went jalan jalan&lt;br /&gt;then azzri had to go home&lt;br /&gt;so left me, haikal, naffillah, ryana n carol&lt;br /&gt;took the train to northpoint(yishun station)&lt;br /&gt;decided to go macdonalds&lt;br /&gt;but a lot of people&lt;br /&gt;then go long john silver&lt;br /&gt;eat the cheesy fries n chips combo&lt;br /&gt;sedap ah the cheese&lt;br /&gt;more worth than the cheese chicken at khatib central&lt;br /&gt;so sweet ah us&lt;br /&gt;like 3 girls n 2 boys only&lt;br /&gt;so then balik&lt;br /&gt;then online&lt;br /&gt;so now chatting wif her&lt;br /&gt;so bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how i wish i could say i like you to you...&lt;br /&gt;i really do...&lt;br /&gt;you just won't understand how i feel...&lt;br /&gt;i like you...&lt;br /&gt;i really do like you...&lt;br /&gt;plz believe it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-5641119553757721308?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024372896900248243.post-6505195662748553387</id><published>2009-03-11T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:04:47.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19</title><content type='html'>as in the title, 19&lt;br /&gt;i will explain y its 19 n nt 18 or 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 :&lt;br /&gt;its been 19 hours since i chatted with HER&lt;br /&gt;its 19 hours to my tournament&lt;br /&gt;19 is my index number&lt;br /&gt;19 is my jersey number&lt;br /&gt;my neck is in pain since 19 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;i have been scolded 19 times this month&lt;br /&gt;i have been canned 19 times in 2 months&lt;br /&gt;took a nap 19 times today&lt;br /&gt;topped-up my prepaid 19 times&lt;br /&gt;coincidently wrote all this in 19 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats all&lt;br /&gt;my previous number is 22&lt;br /&gt;so ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't wanna stop loving you&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/6024372896900248243-6505195662748553387?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6505195662748553387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6505195662748553387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/6505195662748553387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/19.html' title='19'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-8876217775690998599</id><published>2009-03-09T17:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:16:36.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haizz...</title><content type='html'>its been a long time since seeing the short HER...&lt;br /&gt;no wonder i havent been putting in effort during training,&lt;br /&gt;even though tournament is in 2 days&lt;br /&gt;that will mark the day of me being in a team as first choice&lt;br /&gt;haizz&lt;br /&gt;when can i see YOU again?&lt;br /&gt;haizz&lt;br /&gt;no mood&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. SHE's online n i am chatting wif HER. theres 7 conversations. so which one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-8876217775690998599?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8876217775690998599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/haizz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8876217775690998599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8876217775690998599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/haizz.html' title='haizz...'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-8950991945680983132</id><published>2009-03-08T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T15:01:09.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...?...</title><content type='html'>hey you!&lt;br /&gt;you really didnt have to comment on hu i love or like&lt;br /&gt;u just take me as sumone to comfort you&lt;br /&gt;get lost&lt;br /&gt;i love her n dats all i noe&lt;br /&gt;even if she obviously doesnt like me&lt;br /&gt;she prettier than you&lt;br /&gt;shes older than you&lt;br /&gt;n guess wat?&lt;br /&gt;she taller than you!&lt;br /&gt;now beat it!&lt;br /&gt;get lost from my vision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lagu ini bukan di radio setiap hari untukmu&lt;br /&gt;lagu ini tidak perlu kau kembali kepadaku&lt;br /&gt;lagu ini hanya ingin kau fahami,&lt;br /&gt;ku sudah teruskan hidupku dan semuanya cun saja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-8950991945680983132?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8950991945680983132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8950991945680983132'/><link rel='self' 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northland&lt;br /&gt;haziq kwn azzri sekolah saner&lt;br /&gt;jage jage&lt;br /&gt;nanti kene trasing baru tawu&lt;br /&gt;hehe!&lt;br /&gt;thats all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;u spoilt my happy mood&lt;br /&gt;but no matter wat,&lt;br /&gt;i still love you, older girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-3215018135442273983?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3215018135442273983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/tournament.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3215018135442273983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/3215018135442273983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/tournament.html' title='tournament!'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-8373527911025939532</id><published>2009-03-05T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:38:01.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah?!</title><content type='html'>gonna take part in the floorball tournament on 12 march&lt;br /&gt;7 more days&lt;br /&gt;will be skipping skool&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;fun siol&lt;br /&gt;bes!&lt;br /&gt;been having crushes though its only the 9th week of skool&lt;br /&gt;xue qi betrayed the chinese angels&lt;br /&gt;aqil join the two meets,&lt;br /&gt;making them the three musketeers&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;naffillah, carol(coral), ryana n angel made the four stugers&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;nth to do&lt;br /&gt;k la&lt;br /&gt;dats all&lt;br /&gt;will update soon&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s. : i love you, older girl&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/6024372896900248243-8373527911025939532?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8373527911025939532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8373527911025939532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8373527911025939532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/yeah.html' title='yeah?!'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-1238118297679622639</id><published>2009-03-01T14:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:37:00.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>umm...</title><content type='html'>umm...&lt;br /&gt;lets just start this post...&lt;br /&gt;i've got someting to remove off my chest...&lt;br /&gt;this is dedicated to the girl i text everyday...&lt;br /&gt;lets go straight forward...&lt;br /&gt;i like you...&lt;br /&gt;even though you are older than me...&lt;br /&gt;i didn't want you to know...&lt;br /&gt;but its chasing me around...&lt;br /&gt;classmates...&lt;br /&gt;you might see me cry on friday while running...&lt;br /&gt;i am truly sorry...&lt;br /&gt;i know you like him...&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind...&lt;br /&gt;lets stop messaging each other...&lt;br /&gt;and i will try to avoid you in school&lt;br /&gt;and as in the fourth song in my playlist,...&lt;br /&gt;the old me is dead and gone...&lt;br /&gt;i am crying while typing this post...&lt;br /&gt;it means a lot to me...&lt;br /&gt;that is it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you're my juliet&lt;br /&gt;he is your romeo&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a a person to comfort you&lt;br /&gt;don't care bout me&lt;br /&gt;it's really just another crush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-1238118297679622639?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1238118297679622639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/umm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1238118297679622639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1238118297679622639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/umm.html' title='umm...'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-5066826695682540391</id><published>2009-02-27T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T17:07:27.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sori. . .</title><content type='html'>i regret telling her i like her...&lt;br /&gt;but for now, i likeD her...&lt;br /&gt;omg!...&lt;br /&gt;we changed seat becoz of haikal?&lt;br /&gt;damn la&lt;br /&gt;im downloading heartbreaker by will.i.am&lt;br /&gt;its a nice song&lt;br /&gt;im gonna put it here&lt;br /&gt;so all can listen&lt;br /&gt;so nxt topic lahhh&lt;br /&gt;haizz&lt;br /&gt;she likes him&lt;br /&gt;he likes her&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;floorball tournament is on 12 march; 13 more days&lt;br /&gt;so stressed rite nw&lt;br /&gt;then literature test on monday&lt;br /&gt;maths on thursday&lt;br /&gt;a week of test&lt;br /&gt;giler keper?&lt;br /&gt;tk per la&lt;br /&gt;later gonna go fico&lt;br /&gt;play soccer...&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;making playlist on imeem.com&lt;br /&gt;k la...&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ku merindu,&lt;br /&gt;Merindu cinta yang tulus dari hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Selalu ku impikan hidup bersamamu&lt;br /&gt;Ku kan selalu menanti balasan cintamu&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/6024372896900248243-5066826695682540391?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5066826695682540391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/sori.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/5066826695682540391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/5066826695682540391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/sori.html' title='sori. . .'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-4116058114351081697</id><published>2009-02-21T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:41:50.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello!!!!!</title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;i don noe y im super elated but im happy thats for sure&lt;br /&gt;haven hav this feeling since 10 january&lt;br /&gt;i hav finally confessed my love for her&lt;br /&gt;it feels totally great&lt;br /&gt;i think the cure for sadness is to nt rue anything&lt;br /&gt;rue = regret&lt;br /&gt;learn a new word aites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im trying and trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush aint going away&lt;br /&gt;                                                         -Crush - David Archuleta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;thats it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I liked you more n more after each mt lesson&lt;br /&gt;I will always be waiting for you to be mine&lt;br /&gt;Plz, i wan you to be my girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-4116058114351081697?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4116058114351081697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4116058114351081697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4116058114351081697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello.html' title='hello!!!!!'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-5208434540519235705</id><published>2009-02-20T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T17:24:10.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi?</title><content type='html'>hi?&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;syafiqah...&lt;br /&gt;da tawu?&lt;br /&gt;nth much to say&lt;br /&gt;except that im in the school team!&lt;br /&gt;hockey lerrh&lt;br /&gt;alamak!&lt;br /&gt;i nvr upload the picts&lt;br /&gt;nxt post i upload ah&lt;br /&gt;so i will nt be posting frequently as my time is so short&lt;br /&gt;time i will be going back :&lt;br /&gt;monday : 1:05pm&lt;br /&gt;tuesday : 1:05pm(term 1 : 3:00pm gamelan larhh)&lt;br /&gt;wednesday : 2:15pm&lt;br /&gt;thursday : 5:30pm(hockey)&lt;br /&gt;friday : 2:40pm(solat jumaat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nw wif jokes&lt;br /&gt;jokes :&lt;br /&gt;1) tarzan invited his animal frens to go to the public bath wif him. they agreed. when they reached there, tarzan opened his towel n all his animal frens laughed. y did they laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2(for malays) ) ada sebuah kapal. kapal itu hanya boleh angkat 40 orang. satu hari, 39 orang telah menaiki kapal itu. tiba-tiba, kapal itu tenggelam. kenapa kapal itu tenggelam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3(for malays also) ) ada 10 cicak di dinding. 9 ekor cicak jatuh. berapakah cicak yng tertinggal di dinding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1) the animals laugh as tarzan's tail was at the front instead of at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) ada dua jawapan. i) wanita mengandung itu ada 3 bayi di perutnya. ii) kapal itu sepatutnya tenggelam kerana kapal itu adalah kapal selam(submarine).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) 10. mengapa? 9 EKOR cicak jatuh, bukan cicak itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;search for the answers slowly...&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-5208434540519235705?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5208434540519235705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/5208434540519235705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/5208434540519235705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi_20.html' title='hi?'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-9084048705369804953</id><published>2009-02-16T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T16:53:52.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crushes</title><content type='html'>hi!&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;stomach growling&lt;br /&gt;posting for the sake of my "frens"&lt;br /&gt;topic : crushes&lt;br /&gt;everyone has them&lt;br /&gt;even me&lt;br /&gt;i do like sumone&lt;br /&gt;a girl shorter than me&lt;br /&gt;like duhh?&lt;br /&gt;sec 1&lt;br /&gt;so thats it&lt;br /&gt;n yeah!&lt;br /&gt;bringing hocey stick on thursday to school!&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-9084048705369804953?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9084048705369804953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/crushes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/9084048705369804953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/9084048705369804953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/crushes.html' title='crushes'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-4974420538675591172</id><published>2009-02-15T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:46:46.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hobby?</title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;i picked up a new hobby!&lt;br /&gt;card magic&lt;br /&gt;cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;so u will see me wif a deck of poker cards 24/7&lt;br /&gt;yah!&lt;br /&gt;so bought a hockey stick!&lt;br /&gt;brand tempest&lt;br /&gt;ok la&lt;br /&gt;but hard to juggle the ball&lt;br /&gt;so nth else to say&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-4974420538675591172?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4974420538675591172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/hobby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4974420538675591172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4974420538675591172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/hobby.html' title='hobby?'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-4870455099197072175</id><published>2009-02-14T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T14:37:12.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi!</title><content type='html'>hi!&lt;br /&gt;so lets continue,&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went fico&lt;br /&gt;stupid adults&lt;br /&gt;then went al-ameen to buy food as mum nvr cook&lt;br /&gt;dad drove there&lt;br /&gt;i was sweating after all the soccer fun&lt;br /&gt;then when waiting saw a familiar guy in a peixin shrt&lt;br /&gt;it was azzri!&lt;br /&gt;he was wif family&lt;br /&gt;family time&lt;br /&gt;i rarely had one&lt;br /&gt;so today&lt;br /&gt;went madrasah&lt;br /&gt;then after that met nabil&lt;br /&gt;then go home together&lt;br /&gt;then when at tangga in front of sheng siong saw a familar face in an adss uniform&lt;br /&gt;it was sumone that hated me&lt;br /&gt;tried to ignore that sumone as much&lt;br /&gt;then went home as normal&lt;br /&gt;now posting n chatting&lt;br /&gt;omg!&lt;br /&gt;gonna buy hockey stick today!&lt;br /&gt;gonna go out soon&lt;br /&gt;so bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-4870455099197072175?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4870455099197072175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4870455099197072175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/4870455099197072175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi.html' title='hi!'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-581333823013030097</id><published>2009-02-13T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T16:51:10.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored!</title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;im bored!&lt;br /&gt;posting for the sake of my people!&lt;br /&gt;wat to say?&lt;br /&gt;ok la!&lt;br /&gt;maybe after i go fico later i post!&lt;br /&gt;aQIL off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-581333823013030097?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/581333823013030097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/581333823013030097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/581333823013030097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/bored.html' title='bored!'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-8574536886582456215</id><published>2009-02-11T16:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T16:14:13.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey!</title><content type='html'>hi!&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow hockey!&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;before skool gonna buy mcgriddles!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;then play hockey awhile&lt;br /&gt;then go skool&lt;br /&gt;havent buy hockey stick!&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow gonna be bored in school&lt;br /&gt;y?&lt;br /&gt;gt rich n the head strt thing&lt;br /&gt;u go the head strt only ur head will strt&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;lame!&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-8574536886582456215?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024372896900248243.post-1963367647070036271</id><published>2009-02-09T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:06:22.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm...</title><content type='html'>5 days to valentines&lt;br /&gt;313 days to birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today fun&lt;br /&gt;some fun&lt;br /&gt;some nt&lt;br /&gt;watever&lt;br /&gt;n i gt a new nickname&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad 'Unlovable' Aqil&lt;br /&gt;cool rite?&lt;br /&gt;n march gt floorball tournament&lt;br /&gt;watever&lt;br /&gt;i noe&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;bye. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-1963367647070036271?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024372896900248243.post-7849901322933849785</id><published>2009-02-07T16:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:03:18.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat luck!</title><content type='html'>7 days to valentines&lt;br /&gt;315 days to my birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;on top,&lt;br /&gt;you will see the two special days to me&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, im celbrating the first one alone&lt;br /&gt;which was meant to be a couple's&lt;br /&gt;girls can change that though&lt;br /&gt;but u will see it rarely as my love is expiring&lt;br /&gt;looks like the 5th year in a row celebrating it alone&lt;br /&gt;how sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only an unlovable guy like me understands&lt;br /&gt;haikal looks like he will be celebrating wif T******&lt;br /&gt;azzri will be celebrating wif N*******, i guess&lt;br /&gt;n im alone&lt;br /&gt;being me is like surviving the world war II holocaust&lt;br /&gt;i mean literally&lt;br /&gt;surviving a disease call heartbroken is tough&lt;br /&gt;especially when people call u baldy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing my senior; a hockey player&lt;br /&gt;asking for stead wif a girl is quite a happy thing for me&lt;br /&gt;i wonder wat its like to be a couple&lt;br /&gt;a couple wif true love between them&lt;br /&gt;like a beef patty between two slices of bun&lt;br /&gt;being short is tough&lt;br /&gt;being tall;1.7, is tougher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in days to come, i hope my luck will change&lt;br /&gt;n i hope i wont cry before my sleep&lt;br /&gt;n only a girl can change plain aQIL,&lt;br /&gt;to a special aQIL&lt;br /&gt;so special that he could be buying her a present for her birthday&lt;br /&gt;till now,&lt;br /&gt;aQIL hopes it will be like dat,&lt;br /&gt;wondering wat its like to be loved by a girl whom he loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sori guys,&lt;br /&gt;i lost my mood&lt;br /&gt;bye. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think about you baby,&lt;br /&gt;its juz me n my lonely mind.&lt;br /&gt;i think about you baby,&lt;br /&gt;n i dream about u all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-7849901322933849785?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7849901322933849785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/posting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo&lt;br /&gt;for this post;&lt;br /&gt;pictures!&lt;br /&gt;n dats it!&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-1266979609913558875?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1266979609913558875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/woohoo-for-this-post-pictures-n-dats-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1266979609913558875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/1266979609913558875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/woohoo-for-this-post-pictures-n-dats-it.html' title='photos!'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ma62Gh23iZs/SYas8jbNW-I/AAAAAAAAADI/oWRSNRhiAZU/s72-c/DSC00338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024372896900248243.post-8815395159970488843</id><published>2009-02-01T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T16:11:38.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fitness test</title><content type='html'>friday gt fitness test&lt;br /&gt;i mean last friday&lt;br /&gt;gt level 8.9&lt;br /&gt;good huh?&lt;br /&gt;highest boy&lt;br /&gt;last thursday gt hockey&lt;br /&gt;fun ah&lt;br /&gt;go gym&lt;br /&gt;i everyday go gym&lt;br /&gt;thats y im fit&lt;br /&gt;my thighs are getting harder&lt;br /&gt;my biceps too&lt;br /&gt;nt forgetting my triceps&lt;br /&gt;my abs ok la&lt;br /&gt;hard also&lt;br /&gt;but i underweight&lt;br /&gt;height : 1.7m&lt;br /&gt;weight : 44kg&lt;br /&gt;severely undeweight&lt;br /&gt;then i go do fitness test when my leg aching&lt;br /&gt;im growing rapidly&lt;br /&gt;n im nt emo animore&lt;br /&gt;i hav overcame it&lt;br /&gt;so hockey&lt;br /&gt;hopefully go school team&lt;br /&gt;n wat kind of shit?&lt;br /&gt;arsenal draw wif west ham&lt;br /&gt;man utd won everton 1-0&lt;br /&gt;despite everton playing rough&lt;br /&gt;especially fellaini&lt;br /&gt;i stayed up watching it&lt;br /&gt;i think my height nw 1.71m&lt;br /&gt;gt aniting else to say?&lt;br /&gt;i think nt&lt;br /&gt;if u wan me to say aniting write it in the chat box&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-8815395159970488843?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8815395159970488843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/fitness-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8815395159970488843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/8815395159970488843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/fitness-test.html' title='fitness test'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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-6024372896900248243.post-8392751642949154815</id><published>2009-01-26T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T17:24:58.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back!</title><content type='html'>sori for nt posting for the past few days...&lt;br /&gt;i was busy, sick n at the same time heartbroken...&lt;br /&gt;back from sembawang park...&lt;br /&gt;overnite-d there&lt;br /&gt;slept at 3am yesterday&lt;br /&gt;from 11pm onwards,&lt;br /&gt;me, kak nana n abg syaz got an open talk&lt;br /&gt;i talked about my days at opss&lt;br /&gt;but the highlight was my love life&lt;br /&gt;i actually don wanna put it here,&lt;br /&gt;but i will&lt;br /&gt;make this post a lesson to u out there&lt;br /&gt;yes, u&lt;br /&gt;my ex,&lt;br /&gt;ain&lt;br /&gt;u left me&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind&lt;br /&gt;i was at fault&lt;br /&gt;i was dumb&lt;br /&gt;i was greedy&lt;br /&gt;i was stupid&lt;br /&gt;but most importantly, i suck&lt;br /&gt;i cant deny it&lt;br /&gt;now u're wif him&lt;br /&gt;i happy for u&lt;br /&gt;but still nt satisfied even though i hav more time&lt;br /&gt;i wasted 3 years searching for u&lt;br /&gt;but we lasted for not even a month&lt;br /&gt;it all started in the month of januari 2008&lt;br /&gt;i was stupid to hav joined mendaki&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;so moving back to the open talk&lt;br /&gt;i told them my experiences wif ain&lt;br /&gt;i wont hide her name&lt;br /&gt;i hav regretted saying the 5 words&lt;br /&gt;im really sori&lt;br /&gt;u don wan to take me back&lt;br /&gt;but i still want u&lt;br /&gt;i wont tell it to u&lt;br /&gt;unless u read this blog of mine&lt;br /&gt;u're wif him&lt;br /&gt;everytime i wanna msg u t noe how u're doing,&lt;br /&gt;i alwaes thought,&lt;br /&gt;if i msg her, im disturbing wif her relationship&lt;br /&gt;wat kind of man would do that?&lt;br /&gt;everytime when im online n see that u're online,&lt;br /&gt;i will appear offline,&lt;br /&gt;to not interfere wif ur relationship wif him&lt;br /&gt;yes,&lt;br /&gt;him&lt;br /&gt;the guy nt named aqil n nvr will again&lt;br /&gt;im sori&lt;br /&gt;i hav been crying for the past 5 minutes or so&lt;br /&gt;lets move on wif our lives&lt;br /&gt;theres a saying :&lt;br /&gt;live to love and love to live&lt;br /&gt;but will i ever be in that state again?&lt;br /&gt;i think not&lt;br /&gt;i hav been in love a lot of times&lt;br /&gt;but nvr in a relationship wif any of them,&lt;br /&gt;except u, ain&lt;br /&gt;since i got to buy my lunch,&lt;br /&gt;i will end this post here&lt;br /&gt;n will continue tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;nt knowing if i will stand on earth or be part of earth&lt;br /&gt;i noe im welcoming death&lt;br /&gt;but we will all die one day&lt;br /&gt;so i will leave after this words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain,&lt;br /&gt;plz come back to me&lt;br /&gt;im nt the aqil i used to be&lt;br /&gt;i hav been crying in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;even if u hate me,&lt;br /&gt;i will alwaes love u&lt;br /&gt;no matter wat happens,&lt;br /&gt;i will still love u&lt;br /&gt;so its ur decision to take me back or nt&lt;br /&gt;i won force u too&lt;br /&gt;coz i wont prosper without u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-8392751642949154815?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8392751642949154815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;shud i make a class blog?&lt;br /&gt;i hav been doing all the work in class&lt;br /&gt;nt exactly alone lah&lt;br /&gt;wif help from kyler(chairman), haikal n azzri&lt;br /&gt;nasib tk kene rembat&lt;br /&gt;travis : u fucking bastard. IT rep but i do all the work. bastard sia! then copy my assignments. go to hell a sial!&lt;br /&gt;people hav been hacking my accounts&lt;br /&gt;be it msn, blogger or habbo&lt;br /&gt;but u noe me,&lt;br /&gt;IT geek&lt;br /&gt;i noe how to track people down&lt;br /&gt;don anione dare hack me again&lt;br /&gt;or i will hack ur account!&lt;br /&gt;hackers get loose&lt;br /&gt;or i will chase a goose&lt;br /&gt;my rhyming A+&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;currently single&lt;br /&gt;but girls can change dat&lt;br /&gt;stop smoking for ur health!&lt;br /&gt;so random!&lt;br /&gt;bye lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6024372896900248243-2831690630179184621?l=unlovable-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2831690630179184621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/malang-nasibku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/2831690630179184621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024372896900248243/posts/default/2831690630179184621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unlovable-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/malang-nasibku.html' title='malang nasibku'/><author><name>Mr Average</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05692439948211212368</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>
