<?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-11557322</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:22:10.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'learning to forget about you.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11557322.post-111789412958073868</id><published>2005-06-04T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T07:08:49.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crapps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11557322-111789412958073868?l=thisismyproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/111789412958073868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11557322&amp;postID=111789412958073868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111789412958073868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111789412958073868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/2005/06/crapps.html' title='crapps'/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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-11557322.post-111789471541479035</id><published>2005-06-04T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T07:18:35.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crapps</title><content type='html'>mann i m losing my soul. what the hell m i doing? fuck lame shit. i m stoning again. i m so lack of self discipline. china's toilets suck. shit that was random. i m deprived for sleep. idiot. oh mann i miss someone to core. where is jennofer. i hate holidays. i hate being alone. i hate school. i hate homework assignmnets projects. basically life is a fucking biatch with endless trouble. have to meet some fucker like cheky. god damn slut. without her earth will be a better place. i hate myself for being too obssesive. why should i be so agitated whenever you mentioned her name. i cant stand the pain. how could this happen to me. i have no way to run. i m sick of this life. i want to scream. i will hate her until i breathe my last. why i live in anger and hatred? oh my f god. what the hell m i talking about? fuck! OH MY GOD! god is a girl. shitty asshoe i m random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11557322-111789471541479035?l=thisismyproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/111789471541479035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11557322&amp;postID=111789471541479035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111789471541479035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111789471541479035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/2005/06/crapps_04.html' title='crapps'/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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-11557322.post-111468701554847637</id><published>2005-04-28T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T04:16:55.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teardrops</title><content type='html'>Two tear drops were floating down the river. one teardrop said to the other,"i'm the teardrop of a girl who loved a man and lost him. who are you?""i'm the teardrop of the man who regret letting a girl go....."she teardrop consoled, "there would come a time when we have to stop loving someone because we found out that they'd be happier if we let them go..."he teardrop replied, "but then you'll know that you miss someone very much when every time you think of that person, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;your heart breaks into pieces and just a quick 'Hello' from that person brings the broken pieces back&lt;/span&gt;..."she teardrop said, "&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it's really painful to say goodbye to someone else that you don't want to let go; but it's even more painful to ask some one to stay if you can never make the relationship workout the way it should be&lt;/span&gt;."she continued, "LOVE? it's kind of complicated,but i'll tell you this... the second you're willing to make yourself miserable to make someone else happy, that's love right there...."he teardrop pondered and said, "you know, if i had the letters "HRT", i can add "EA" to geta "HEART" or a "U" and get "HURT". but i'd rather choose "U" and get "HURT" than have a "HEART"without "U"...she teardrop smiled and replied, "giving some one all your love is not an assurance that she will loveyou back. don't expect love in return, wait for it to grow in her heart, if it doesn't, be contented it grows in yours."he teardrop continued, "she told me once,&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; do not be too good, i will miss you. don't be too caring; i might like you. don't be too sweet; i might fall foryou&lt;/span&gt;."she teardrop smiled and said, "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A heart truly in love never loses hope but always believe&lt;/span&gt;s."She teardrop continued, "if you love her please let her know because it hurts to love when you have to go. take care of me; don't go away because if you love me, you will stay... i love you and do you know why? you got me when you first said 'Hi'"he teardrop said, "you are brave she teardrop,nowi know it's always better to have found the courage to love even if you lose it in the end rather than never found love because you were too afraid of the challenge."he teardrop continued further, "did you know that the expression "Nothing" is the subconsciousmind's way of saying I Love You... that's what i do,i told her NOTHING and because of that i lost her even though i love her... i cry for the time that she was almost mine, i cry for the memories i've left behind, i cry for the pain, the lost, the old and the new. i cry for the times i thought i had her!"she teardrop consoled, "Relationships are like glass, sometimes it is better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together,or worse, have nothing strong to bind it together.you never lose in loving. you only lose in holdingback."he teardrop cried,"Now i know, i have learned.don'tthrow your back to love when it's already in front of you, don't drive it away from you because if you did, someday you'll think again why you let love fly away when it was once next to YOU..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11557322-111468701554847637?l=thisismyproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/111468701554847637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11557322&amp;postID=111468701554847637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111468701554847637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111468701554847637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/2005/04/teardrops.html' title='teardrops'/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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-11557322.post-111381150871512922</id><published>2005-04-18T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T01:05:08.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>c lit test</title><content type='html'>chinese lit test is finally over! okay i studied like mad. guess what &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I DIDNT GO OUT ON SUNDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; clap clap and i didnt reply anybody sms! i almost breakdown today lar. didnt want to study anymore! then i threw the freaking book awayy! stupid. arghhh. but anyway i sat for the freaking test and it was okayy lar. hahha. and i m going to mugg for ohysics now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11557322-111381150871512922?l=thisismyproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/111381150871512922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11557322&amp;postID=111381150871512922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111381150871512922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111381150871512922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/2005/04/c-lit-test.html' title='c lit test'/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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-11557322.post-111347432021512390</id><published>2005-04-14T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T03:25:20.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fucking pissed</title><content type='html'>I HATE YOU. I WILL NEVER CHANGE BECAUSE OF YOU! HELL. I FEEL LIKE SLAPPING YOU NOW! FUCK. U SAID THAT YOU DO NOT WANT TO TELL ME BECAUSE YOU DO NOT WANT TO HURT ME. I MEAN WHAT THE FUCK? YOU ARE LYING TO ME! OMG I FEEL SO FUCKING DUMB NOW. GO AWAY AND I WILL NEVER TALK TO YOU AGAIN. YOU SAID YOU WILL TELL ME EVERYTHING AND U DIDNT I HATE PEOPLE WHO CAN'T KEEP THEIR PROMISES. YOU ARE A TOTAL LOSER. THAT I WILL NEVER FORGIVE. i m so sorry to say this i hate you. i will never allow you to make me cry again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11557322-111347432021512390?l=thisismyproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/111347432021512390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11557322&amp;postID=111347432021512390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111347432021512390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111347432021512390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/2005/04/fucking-pissed.html' title='fucking pissed'/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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-11557322.post-111312090282050078</id><published>2005-04-10T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T01:15:02.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>funny day!</title><content type='html'>yesterday was fucking fun!okay i shall blog about everyting!&lt;br /&gt;okay we are supposed to meet y 2 good friends and guess what! they were late so jenn and i went to wisma charles and keith there to buy heels! she was complaining that her feet were aching like shit! so we met up with them. we went to play forum there. we left there about 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;jenn is seriously a fucking good gf! you know what. she was afraid of her DEAREST MAROOF BOYFRIEND. she paid for the taxi from forum to paragon! she asked the taxi driver to keep the change but guess what she paid 2 bucks less! madness she asked him to keep the change but there is not change to keep! tsk tsk. because the traffic is going so the driver said:" aiya forget it lar!" okay so we have saved 2 bucks! tts a BEEG achievement!! clap clap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a sweater! so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maroo and adil are damn good at pool! joshua too! hahaha jenn too! i suck at pool! i think i sould train harder for my badminton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was damn hungry! and i borrowed jenn from maroof for a while! we went down to kfc. like after 15 mins we decided to go out. so we waited at the lift there. bloody hell the lifts were always full! and the sweet gf says:" i feel so bad u know. i do not want maroof to wait for me for so long. later he will get worried!" so i suggested lets walk up to 8t floor thru the fire exit! i opened the door and started climbing up the stairs! when we reached 8th floor we tried to open the door but we failed. because the door was locked. we were damn scared. everybody was looking at us but they cant open the door. i also donno why i can open it but the others cant. damn embarassing. when the security guard open the door we didnt want to go out because it was so embarassing. when we got back to the pool place everybody was laughing their ass off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to clark quay. we wanted to go to a bar but it was full because mike josh maroof and denise wanted to eat and we went to mc D instead. this is the fucking funny part&lt;br /&gt;josh says: potatoe is the only vegetable that ang moh eats and it is true. dennise and mike ask the ppl not to put lettuce in te burger and dennise gave the pickels away!&lt;br /&gt;after eating mc D we went to take picture with MR RONALD MCDONALD joshua was damn gay. we took a few pictures of us with the man! dennise kissed the man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the guys started to take off their shoes and wear the gals heels! with socks! josh has pink socks! HOT! they have nice legs mann! so they started to pose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left the place and went to this great sale! josh and mike and maroof wore the blazers and pretended to be the model! joshua was flashing! guess what mike did! he ride on this display bicycle and we took pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sat at the river bank there and started to play the penis game! everybody has to shout penis and must get louder! it was damn funny ppl thought that we are mad. later josh shouted lan jiao vagina and other obscene words lar. and we followed.. he dared maroof to jump into the river for 10 bucks! but maroof didnt! i think if we dare him he will surely do 1. so we do no want to waste money! and donno since when we started to shout kio gei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw a group of gals wearing wid and they are damn cool! coloured wigs! so we asked joshua to grab the wig and wear! and he wanted to but dennise stopped him if not i think he will be slapped by the gals mann!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to zen zie bar for a while we didnt stay there for a long time because we have to pay! and jenn and i have to go home early. sian so we went to crazy elephant! listen to the band playing awesome songs and drink. trust me the band is FUCKING GOOD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached boarding school! we forgot to bring extra clothes to change becasue we smell of smoke and beer. we were damn scared this time because we stink. normally we will have lots of excuse. we went to gracia room and sleep. we didnt even change because we were too tired and lazy to go back to our own room. the room is fucking cold me legs were acing. sucks. i was too tired and fell asleep when i was talking to my friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11557322-111312090282050078?l=thisismyproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/111312090282050078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11557322&amp;postID=111312090282050078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111312090282050078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111312090282050078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/2005/04/funny-day.html' title='funny day!'/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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-11557322.post-111311792990216458</id><published>2005-04-09T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T00:25:29.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11557322-111311792990216458?l=thisismyproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/111311792990216458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11557322&amp;postID=111311792990216458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111311792990216458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111311792990216458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/2005/04/fun.html' title='fun!'/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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-11557322.post-111192519770375371</id><published>2005-03-27T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T04:06:37.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>i was online and i saw this nick name there is no one gets me like you do, you are my only one only one. i wanted to puke. like what the hell! so he obviously has a gf now. just wanted to tell you i rejected you and u think that you are damn good isit? everybody is queing up for you like singapore great sale? sorry i dun. whatever. i think i m mean nowadays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11557322-111192519770375371?l=thisismyproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/111192519770375371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11557322&amp;postID=111192519770375371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111192519770375371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111192519770375371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/2005/03/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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-11557322.post-111182931712540993</id><published>2005-03-26T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T01:28:37.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>biatc-h</title><content type='html'>whatever. i met another biath in my life like what the hell! saw her twice in orchard lar. and she was like y i always see you in orchard. as if i want to see you. actually i spotted her first i don give a flying fuck to her and i justcontinued walking. and UNFORTNATELY i met her. like what the hell. i avoid her because i dowan her to feel bad. and this biatch came and look for trouble. i used to think that she is attractive but now i think that she is worse than a piece of shit. okay i sound mean but seriously i just wanted to ask her who do you think you are and as if i want to see you! whatever fuck off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11557322-111182931712540993?l=thisismyproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/111182931712540993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11557322&amp;postID=111182931712540993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111182931712540993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111182931712540993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/2005/03/biatc-h.html' title='biatc-h'/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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-11557322.post-111182891698238044</id><published>2005-03-26T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T01:21:56.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>biatc_h</title><content type='html'>whatever.  i met another biatch in my life. i was inorchard with my friends and i saw her. actually i saw her from far and i do not want to say hi to her. so my friends and i continued walkind and UNFORTUNATELY i met her. and she said y i always see you? like what the hell! who do you think you are? you are just a pathetic biatch. i used to think that you are quite attractive but i find you like a piece of shit now. as if i want to see you. i dont want to say hi to you because i dont want you to feel bad.  damn it i saw her twice in 1 day and tt was my burfdae!! jinx. whatever. fuck you .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11557322-111182891698238044?l=thisismyproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/111182891698238044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11557322&amp;postID=111182891698238044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111182891698238044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111182891698238044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/2005/03/biatch.html' title='biatc_h'/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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-11557322.post-111167005587799494</id><published>2005-03-24T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T05:14:15.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy PE lesson</title><content type='html'>today is our very first basketball lesson by chang tsai and it was funny. not because of her but me!&lt;br /&gt;we have to run around the 2 basketbalol courts. and i think it is damn slack. like 4 rounds only. and i was trying to be funny. go and hop around and wasnt running properly. and i was skipping. euodia and xinying were like asking are you running? your hair is like bouncing around! ( i woke up damn early today just to wax my hair and because of PE my hair was ruined!!) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;after running we have to bounce the bball around and it is like the cheap ball cant bounce!!hahahaha. candice is my partner i think leyi is abit sad lar. because i thought the partner must be in the group 1 mah and candice is the closest to me so i partner her lor. but the basketball drill was like damn stupid and funny. later play monkey hahahha and they all bullied me. oh ya and cheryl used her butt to bang me! she tried to pull down my pants lar. oh ya forgot to mention that today i was damn toot lar. u all shud see me how i wear my pe shirt and pants. the shirt was like short and the pants were too beeg. so i cant tuck in and it was like i have to pull my pants very high just to tuck in my shirt. can u imagine me in that ! oh my god. madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm..wad else. today mr teo scolded xueyi and liubei. i shall not comment about it anymore. because i m scared of him now. like i nv see a guy shouts at girls. it was scary. i just wanted to day xueyi its okay. just work hard and proof to him that you can make it k. don let him have a another chance to pick on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with lavin and li. she is nice okay! enjoyed talking to her. we talked about everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pon study time! too tired lar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11557322-111167005587799494?l=thisismyproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/111167005587799494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11557322&amp;postID=111167005587799494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111167005587799494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111167005587799494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/2005/03/crazy-pe-lesson.html' title='crazy PE lesson'/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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-11557322.post-111171464412205048</id><published>2005-03-24T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T17:37:24.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRACIA GOH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;GRACIA GOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;are you happy now because i m going to talk about you. hahaha! i always treat her as my junior but she is not. she is same age as me but she is still younger than me because today is my bdae. hahaha! went to sleep over in her room and she is the second to wish me happy bdae! yupp! because i m the first1 to wish me happy bdae at 0000 25th march 2005! and she sent me a nice msg! happy birthday to you..happy happy birthday to you happy birthday to yineng.. happy birthday to you!! since yehui got a bad throat and i got bad voice. i'll just type it out for you! hahas have a happy happy birthday gal! hahah she is so sweet! she is my dear junior vann close friend and i think both of them got diff personality like totally! she is more caring and serious! i think she can be a good sister if vann. and take gd care of vann that notti gal! hahaha. she still owe me 3 testi lar! hahaha but i love you! yes i do! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11557322-111171464412205048?l=thisismyproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/111171464412205048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11557322&amp;postID=111171464412205048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111171464412205048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111171464412205048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/2005/03/gracia-goh.html' title='GRACIA GOH'/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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-11557322.post-111158967099549950</id><published>2005-03-23T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T06:54:30.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn sucky day</title><content type='html'>i m sick. so xian. saty in my room. actually i was sleeping the whole day and i cant sleep now. what the hell. haiz. and tutor just called me because i forgot to sign it. actually i didnt go out at all. whatever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11557322-111158967099549950?l=thisismyproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/111158967099549950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11557322&amp;postID=111158967099549950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111158967099549950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111158967099549950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/2005/03/damn-sucky-day.html' title='damn sucky day'/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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-11557322.post-111147950577802821</id><published>2005-03-22T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T00:18:25.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing</title><content type='html'>nothing much happened today. i suddenly become damn hardworking right! read ss before rashidah lesson finished my chem ass 5.2 during chi lesson. i mean seriously i have to be more hardworking this term and i cant go out too often alr. if not i m gg to screw my studies and that biacth will create hell for me!! screw it i got maths quiz!! arg.. hell mann. oh ya samuel better accept my testi for him. he has rejected 173 testimonials that i wrote for him. whatever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11557322-111147950577802821?l=thisismyproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/111147950577802821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11557322&amp;postID=111147950577802821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111147950577802821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111147950577802821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/2005/03/nothing.html' title='nothing'/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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-11557322.post-111141570822017645</id><published>2005-03-21T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T06:35:08.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VANESSA CHIN LEE MIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VANESSA CHIN LEE MIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i am such a nice senior of yours! i rawk a beeg time right! dedicated my very first entry to you darling!! haha because you wrote me 1 first! haha ya you are like so damn nice and sweet. you are not a nice person but u are a nice junior. maybe not because always disappoint me! cry when you cant finish studying, cry when people talked cock about you! like what the hell! you should not cry! when you cant finish your hw do it until you finish it. when people talked cock about you ask them to fuck off and shuddup! you cant do all those things! tts why i m always there for you when you need me! because i know if i werent there i bet u will continue crying!but i still love you! who told you that i dont love you anymore? silly. hahaha. ya i love you! and i wun stop loving u!  thanx for everything .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11557322-111141570822017645?l=thisismyproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/111141570822017645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11557322&amp;postID=111141570822017645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111141570822017645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111141570822017645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/2005/03/vanessa-chin-lee-min.html' title='VANESSA CHIN LEE MIN'/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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-11557322.post-111139594941571176</id><published>2005-03-21T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T01:05:49.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE VANN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11557322-111139594941571176?l=thisismyproblem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/feeds/111139594941571176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11557322&amp;postID=111139594941571176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111139594941571176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11557322/posts/default/111139594941571176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisismyproblem.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-love-vann.html' title=''/><author><name>screwit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881508208427886743</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>
