<?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-2721041285245244544</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:34:40.614+08:00</updated><category term='As You Wish'/><category term='i love you wifey'/><category term='23.08.09'/><category term='Be happy Be hippie'/><category term='I&apos;m everyone&apos;s toy boy right? -.-'/><category term='HakimHeartFafa'/><category term='The Truth Kinda Hurts A Lil'/><category term='a recipe for disaster'/><category term='Peace my brother -.-'/><category term='skate or die'/><category term='Confused'/><category term='Did I mention that Rin is HOT? XD'/><category term='What makes you think its you'/><category term='What A Fun Day'/><category term='Forgiveness&apos; a Bitch'/><category term='I think I&apos;m Madly In Love (:'/><category term='I miss my lil piece of heaven'/><category term='sorry seems to be the hardest word'/><category term='1 friggen week'/><category term='i love you guys'/><category term='I&apos;m sorry but it&apos;s not you'/><category term='I love you baby'/><category term='Fuckers'/><category term='I love my family soo much'/><category term='I love the other one more actually :p'/><category term='Last entry'/><category term='My random-mest post ever  xD'/><category term='I got a date with a hot mama xD'/><category term='Soo SUCK SIAL'/><category term='NeverShoutNever'/><category term='SUICIDE'/><category term='i think of you every second of everyday'/><category term='Fuck you'/><category term='I miss you'/><category term='Imy You Guys ):'/><category term='goresome'/><category term='goodbye'/><category term='emo'/><category term='kill me now'/><category term='Why Did You Go'/><category term='NEED CASH'/><category term='Durian gets me flying flying like a butterfly XD'/><category term='Save our planet earth'/><category term='help me'/><category term='fake smiles and fake laughs'/><category term='oh god.. why me..'/><category term='happy pills'/><category term='I wanna go home'/><category term='I&apos;m going to fuck off now'/><category term='my love story'/><category term='I wasted 13 years of my life on you'/><category term='Rockin Rolla'/><category term='please don&apos;t go'/><category term='Oli Sykes'/><category term='I think I&apos;m going to be gay O.O'/><category term='Guys like that should die'/><category term='i love you dear ..'/><category term='Quiz Time'/><category term='I thought you mati XD'/><category term='Women rock'/><category term='DEATH SHALL TAKE US ONE DAY'/><category term='Fuck off and die you lil bitch'/><category term='She loves me'/><category term='I love you'/><category term='xoxo'/><category term='till the end of time'/><category term='RIP'/><category term='i cry tears of sorrow'/><category term='I hate you and you and you and deffinitely you'/><category term='stab my heart till it stops beating'/><category term='I could&apos;nt sleep no matter how hard I tried'/><category term='I feel like burrying myself alive'/><category term='I wanna meet a hot Aussie beach babe'/><category term='Bored to Death'/><category term='Jelly hands'/><category term='Bitter Heart of mine'/><category term='Love you till the sun can no longer shine'/><category term='Mum told me to get an Australian wife -.-'/><category term='gaaaaah'/><category term='I have seriously got to move on and get a life'/><category term='Travis Rocks'/><category term='Durian is like Ecstacy to me'/><category term='I found my future Aussie wife :D'/><category term='failure'/><category term='empty promises were meant to be broken'/><category term='From Yesterday'/><category term='Seriously my last post for now'/><category term='I got scratched by a putty cat o.o'/><title type='text'>FuckMyLife</title><subtitle type='html'>Hey guys!The reason why I made this blog is because I just have soo much to say and I'm lazy to talk about it so technically I'm not talking about it,I'm typing about it.Hahaha!
I also made this blog to let out all of my feelings that has been kept in me for quite some time now. Hope you enjoy reading it</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-5287383643207182475</id><published>2011-02-03T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T18:01:44.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/TUp8WDUOzMI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Zge_e7q31pE/s1600/58688_1313633415904_1682748083_632346_4617296_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/TUp8WDUOzMI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Zge_e7q31pE/s320/58688_1313633415904_1682748083_632346_4617296_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569400607486168258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Damn i miss my hair T.T Going ns soon but idk when or which group will i be posted to ):  its very heart wrecking for me to wait and wait.. Going through numerous medical check ups because i have a friggen medical issue.. i'm anemic.. FUCKMYLIFE.. I just wanna get this fucking ns thing over and done with.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/IBM/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-5287383643207182475?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5287383643207182475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=5287383643207182475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/5287383643207182475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-8264916912449823322</id><published>2010-09-02T02:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T02:57:59.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><title type='text'>die</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear bloggy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;my life is a mess .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;everything is a mess .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can't talk it anymore .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't know what to do .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm always good at fixing other people's lives but i can't seem to fix my own .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;take care .. and goodbye ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&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/2721041285245244544-8264916912449823322?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8264916912449823322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=8264916912449823322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8264916912449823322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8264916912449823322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/die.html' title='die'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-1900313598810160921</id><published>2010-05-02T01:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T03:19:36.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you dear ..'/><title type='text'>loves~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S9xiWMIRj3I/AAAAAAAAAPk/6-MBrkUH4gE/s1600/13037_1121371769483_1682748083_242908_6582347_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466352181073514354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S9xiWMIRj3I/AAAAAAAAAPk/6-MBrkUH4gE/s320/13037_1121371769483_1682748083_242908_6582347_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S9xiGsJEp9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/5lxesB68cUo/s1600/7a2fccf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466351914788890578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S9xiGsJEp9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/5lxesB68cUo/s320/7a2fccf3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do we look alike ? Or at least kinda alike ? Hahaha ! Damn man .. I miss my hair .. Like reallyreally miss my hair .. Sigh .. If i had one wish right now,i wish i had my old hair back .. Damn it man ..! Oh well .. Well today had alot of fun .. Spent time with baby and the usual peeps at somerset skatepark .. Oh btw guys,baby bought her skateboard already ..! Like .. WOOTWOOT ! Now can finale skate with her .. Wow .. How time pass by soo fast .. I can't believe i've been with her for 8 months already,and this month will be our 9 months .. Wow .. Damn ..! I think i've found the one who i'd love to spend the rest of my life with .. Hmm .. Well .. See how things flow for the rest of the days .. But hey,me and baby know that we can last loooooong~ Like really loooooong~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmm .. Well .. Guess that's all .. Bye guys ! And to all you people who love Oli Sykes,back off ! He's mine ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2721041285245244544-1900313598810160921?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1900313598810160921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=1900313598810160921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1900313598810160921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1900313598810160921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/loves.html' title='loves~'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S9xiWMIRj3I/AAAAAAAAAPk/6-MBrkUH4gE/s72-c/13037_1121371769483_1682748083_242908_6582347_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-2347413192955029874</id><published>2010-04-26T04:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T04:16:37.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skate or die'/><title type='text'>sk8</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;What tricks i've landed soo far ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;boneless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;boneless 180 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;boneless 360&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;ollie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;fakie ollie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;nollie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;shove it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;fakie shove it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;shove it rewind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;bs big spin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;fakie 360 shove it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;fakie impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;pop shove it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;fakie pop shove it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;360 pop shove it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;kick flip sex change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;bs fakie big spin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;360 flip (landed by accident)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;primo stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;rail flip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;boneless roulete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm.. Good for 5 months of skating after stopping for such a loooong time .. Hmm .. Oh well ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I still have a long way to go ..&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/2721041285245244544-2347413192955029874?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2347413192955029874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=2347413192955029874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2347413192955029874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2347413192955029874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/sk8.html' title='sk8'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-7262958258976000948</id><published>2010-04-05T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T00:33:28.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fake smiles and fake laughs'/><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S7i9aBqMo5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/qLXD8eAWmIo/s1600/25584_112802745402306_100000177426889_256073_3598470_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456319203379028882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S7i9aBqMo5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/qLXD8eAWmIo/s320/25584_112802745402306_100000177426889_256073_3598470_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby's gone.. She's gone.. For 3 days.. Sigh.. I know it's only 3 days and i seem to be making a big deal out of it.. But 3 days. Seems like a looooooong time to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Imagine 3 days without air to breathe. 3 days lost in a desert. 3 days feeling lonely and sad. Hmm.. Get the picture now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Because baby.. You're like the air I need to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;You're my guide that give me directions in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;You're the one I can count on to cheer me up and i soo adore your voice and I'm missing you like crazy now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt; And the worst part is.. Its only the first day..  Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lets see how i manage without my dearest.. For 3 days. Hmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss your texts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss your voice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss your warm embrace..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss the way we kiss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss holding your hand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss you soo much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2721041285245244544-7262958258976000948?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7262958258976000948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=7262958258976000948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7262958258976000948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7262958258976000948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S7i9aBqMo5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/qLXD8eAWmIo/s72-c/25584_112802745402306_100000177426889_256073_3598470_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-7880576276273589191</id><published>2010-04-02T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T02:14:48.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a recipe for disaster'/><title type='text'>woah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S7Tg29j0M_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/d9mD3aC-u4M/s1600/13037_1121371769483_1682748083_242908_6582347_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455232283494855666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S7Tg29j0M_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/d9mD3aC-u4M/s320/13037_1121371769483_1682748083_242908_6582347_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't sleep. Cannot sleep. Haven been sleeping well for 2 days straight. Feeling weak. Argue here,augue there,argue everywhere. Wanna die. Wanna cry. Feeling sick. Oh soo weak. Not enought rest. My life's a mess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sigh.. I don't know what to do uh.. Feeling soo alone.. Soo lost.. Soo misserable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Idk what I did.. What I said.. I'm sick.. That's how sick people sound like.. Don't have to be soo harsh on me.. It's just not fair.. It's like I wasn't even there.. It's like.. Idk.. I can't think straight.. The pills must be kicking in.. Hmm.. Well.. Idk if this means anything.. But hey sweetheart.. I'm sorry.. For being sick.. For sounding sarcastic.. For everything.. For everything that's worth in or marriage I mean.. Relationship.. I'm sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hakim DropDead Suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-7880576276273589191?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7880576276273589191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=7880576276273589191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7880576276273589191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7880576276273589191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/woah.html' title='woah'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S7Tg29j0M_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/d9mD3aC-u4M/s72-c/13037_1121371769483_1682748083_242908_6582347_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-4217284970056389045</id><published>2010-03-30T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T01:12:42.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><title type='text'>gosh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S7DeN_POJKI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-RoTqWbIIXM/s1600/tyi20and20kaityln2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454103480640611490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S7DeN_POJKI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-RoTqWbIIXM/s320/tyi20and20kaityln2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Damn man.. I envy this emo couple.. Makes me miss my hair and my snakebites more T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;But hey.. Dad's gonna pass me cash to buy the hair growth accelarator. So yeah.. Just give me 1 month. I'm sure I can get my old hair back. Ok la.. Maybe not my old hair.. But maybe something close to it.. Hahaha! Hmm.. Well.. Can't wait to start using it^^  Can't wait to get my old hair back. Once its back. Say hello to Oli Sykes' look-alike guys^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-4217284970056389045?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4217284970056389045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=4217284970056389045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4217284970056389045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4217284970056389045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/gosh.html' title='gosh'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S7DeN_POJKI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-RoTqWbIIXM/s72-c/tyi20and20kaityln2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-1493526073495647289</id><published>2010-03-25T00:50:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T01:10:12.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy pills'/><title type='text'>weeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pG9fD2aHI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ZvXjGxl4VI8/s1600/DSC_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452248321009018994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pG9fD2aHI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ZvXjGxl4VI8/s320/DSC_0782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pGUJ9scKI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HPz0DRg24zw/s1600/DSC_0792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452247610971418786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pGUJ9scKI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HPz0DRg24zw/s320/DSC_0792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pF43Ypy-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/Qr4Vi9TE7Pg/s1600/DSC_0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452247142127750114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pF43Ypy-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/Qr4Vi9TE7Pg/s320/DSC_0729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pFnepaP5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/-Hu3JaaGeoo/s1600/DSC_0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452246843429371794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pFnepaP5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/-Hu3JaaGeoo/s320/DSC_0694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pFHARvtQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/_uenoaVvz2o/s1600/DSC_0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452246285521237250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pFHARvtQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/_uenoaVvz2o/s320/DSC_0714.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pD5q3xWDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/pxas12OD6sY/s1600/DSC_0832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452244956925220914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pD5q3xWDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/pxas12OD6sY/s320/DSC_0832.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pDlQcgY4I/AAAAAAAAAOE/x58yJySvf5Q/s1600/DSC_0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452244606234157954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pDlQcgY4I/AAAAAAAAAOE/x58yJySvf5Q/s320/DSC_0733.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pDUKqSuaI/AAAAAAAAAN8/vK_zBESgHKs/s1600/DSC_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452244312623593890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pDUKqSuaI/AAAAAAAAAN8/vK_zBESgHKs/s320/DSC_0732.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks for the fun day guys c: you guys sure did cheer me up^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-1493526073495647289?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1493526073495647289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=1493526073495647289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1493526073495647289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1493526073495647289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/weeee.html' title='weeee'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6pG9fD2aHI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ZvXjGxl4VI8/s72-c/DSC_0782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-6942437841302743828</id><published>2010-03-24T01:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T01:14:56.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oli Sykes'/><title type='text'>123</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6j3P2AHnwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/SaxHcfpNzT0/s1600-h/22142_1283973532351_1020484661_30909295_7832539_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451879200498097922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6j3P2AHnwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/SaxHcfpNzT0/s320/22142_1283973532351_1020484661_30909295_7832539_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451878848191133186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6j27Vjl9gI/AAAAAAAAANs/9GRpE6pTD2M/s320/OliSykesDD6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451878700980432626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6j2yxJ07vI/AAAAAAAAANk/ARvO6pY2r3U/s320/Photo0628.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451878286002460658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6j2anPXl_I/AAAAAAAAANc/K65KOX-Sda8/s320/oliver.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451878089954818178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6j2PM59-II/AAAAAAAAANU/5EDAalkW_p0/s320/Photo0674E.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451877609141008066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6j1zNvBdsI/AAAAAAAAANM/FhcIaTDMZAQ/s320/7a2fccf3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6j1Z86_PZI/AAAAAAAAANE/OMf62RI3KGE/s1600-h/23798_1179866951826_1682748083_353415_7452108_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451877175131061650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6j1Z86_PZI/AAAAAAAAANE/OMf62RI3KGE/s320/23798_1179866951826_1682748083_353415_7452108_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I tried my best to look like him.. Do i look like the dude?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-6942437841302743828?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6942437841302743828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=6942437841302743828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/6942437841302743828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/6942437841302743828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/123.html' title='123'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6j3P2AHnwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/SaxHcfpNzT0/s72-c/22142_1283973532351_1020484661_30909295_7832539_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-1264184826781358190</id><published>2010-03-21T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:33:49.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stab my heart till it stops beating'/><title type='text'>GAAAAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;If you could read my mind you'd be in tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Trust me.. You will..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;There's soo much misery,soo much pain,soo much negative shit going about in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like killing myself.. End the pain once and for all.. Fuck this shit they call life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fuck it and damn it to the grave.. My grave.. I can't take this any longer!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SOMEBODY KILL ME NOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;My life is a mess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It sucks to be me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I feel as if i have no purpose in life anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I feel as a knife has peirced my heart and its slowly twisting and slowly gourging out my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I feel like digging my own grave and lie there and slowly become one with the earth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Slowly decay and rot till i become as putrid as another dead corpes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;FUCK IT! FUCK THIS SHIT!&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/2721041285245244544-1264184826781358190?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1264184826781358190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=1264184826781358190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1264184826781358190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1264184826781358190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/gaaaah.html' title='GAAAAH'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-3704704077123311546</id><published>2010-03-18T23:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T00:25:21.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you wifey'/><title type='text'>^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450006158259555298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6JPub7Ai-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/MzIc9ojvJWw/s320/13037_1115701707735_1682748083_232453_3070319_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey guys! Its Hakim HeartAttack! And this is my darling wifey.. Fafa EmoGerl!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450005823979785586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6JPa-ogDXI/AAAAAAAAAM0/v-3tI0p02ss/s320/002X052H02Um.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Feels good to be in love.. Trust me.. It does.. Hahaha^^ I've got nothing to blog so why not blog about me pouring my heart out to Fafa (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here we goooooo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;This world is soo un-perfect. But this love is soo worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its worth everytime I see your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its worth everytime I hear you laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its worth everytime I see you being happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its worth everytime I hold you in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its worth everytime I kiss your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its worth everytime I write you a poem and you loved one of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its worth everytime I write you a song and sing it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its worth every tears I've shed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its worth every blood I've spilled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its worth every second I wait just to meet you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its worth every rose I gave you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its worth everytime we say 'I love you' to eachother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Distance doesn't matter,because as long as I love you and you love me,it never will be a matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Time doesn't matter. I could wait for you for weeks,maybe even months till I finally getto meet you. As long as I get to spend time with you,I'm happy,because you're there with me,and nothing else matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;It breaks my heart to see you depressed and sad.. All I ever wanted is for you to be happy. I will not stop till you achieve happiness. You can tell me to stop but there's no point telling me to do so because I'm persistent and I am determined to make you happy. I'll see it through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;No matter what,I will see it through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well.. Guess that's about it for today. Till next time. Byeeeee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2721041285245244544-3704704077123311546?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3704704077123311546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=3704704077123311546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3704704077123311546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3704704077123311546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='^^'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S6JPub7Ai-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/MzIc9ojvJWw/s72-c/13037_1115701707735_1682748083_232453_3070319_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-7877778901776601802</id><published>2010-03-15T14:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:59:43.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my love story'/><title type='text'>love story</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Its raining again.. Sigh.. I love the rain.. Makes me calm myself down,makes me think straight for once,makes me smile for awhile and it gets my 'EMO' vibe going. Hahaha(: Well,its raining its raining my heart is pouring,out to you yeah only you cos baby I love you(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Gather around children. The story's about to begin. Its about a young man and woman who were soo unconditionally in love. The story goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Once upon a time.there was a young man named Hakim. He was tall,lean,had long hair and loved the emo trend, and there was also a young woman named Fafa. She was well,beautifull in every way,kind,sweet,compassionate and loved the emo trend too. They met online on Tagged. It was like love at first sight. Hakim was in Australia at the momment so you guys could imagine how sad Fafa was feeling. So well,Fafa approached Hakim first. Hakim being a shy guy,was flattered and was blusshing like an apple when Fafa complemented him. So the both of them talked online for the next 2 weeks and boy oh boy.. Hakim didn't saw this one coming. . Fafa confessed to Hakim that she couldn't stop thinking about him and wished he was in Singapore. Hakim was shocked and blushing and suddenly,out of the blue,Fafa tells Hakim that she loved him. Her confession was long and every word of it moved Hakim's heart. Hakim shed tears of joy and without any hessitation,he told Fafa that he loved her too. That was a very happy momment for them. So they continued chatting for the next 2 weeks. Hakim eventually came back to Singapore. He called Fafa the momment he landed. He was nervous because it was the first time that he's gonna hear her voice. Eventually she picked up the phone and he was speechless. Her voice was soo.. Wow.. He was ecstatic! Absoloutely ecstatic! The lovebirds talked for the next few days till they finally went on their 1st date. Hakim waited for Fafa at Dover,awaiting his beloved to arrive. When he finally saw her,his heart was racing,he was out of breathe and he was just smiling. She was feeling the same way too. Both of them were shy at first but after awhile they got comfortable with eachother(: They were acting as if they were attached but actually,they were'nt.. They kept contacting eachother for another few weeks and Hakim thought to himself,'you know what.. I'm gonna ask her to be my girlfriend' He was nervous of the idea,afraid she'd say no and leave him hanging there with a broken heart. Well,he finally met her and well,he bought a rose for her and eventually asked her to be his girlfriend. he said these exact words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hakim:You knw i love you right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Fafa:Yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hakim:You know i wanna be with you right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Fafa:Yeah.. Baby you're scaring me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hakim:*shows rose* Will you be my girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Fafa:OMG *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hakim:Is that a yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Fafa:What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hakim:Its a yes than c:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;They were both happy. He never imagined it could go soo well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;The both of them were happy and yeah. They lived happily ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Well children,I hope my love story didn't bore you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Moral of the story is,love at first sight does exist. Hey,it happened to me(:&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/2721041285245244544-7877778901776601802?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7877778901776601802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=7877778901776601802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7877778901776601802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7877778901776601802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-story.html' title='love story'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-8614237503563039869</id><published>2010-03-13T03:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T03:39:53.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i think of you every second of everyday'/><title type='text'>gaga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday was fun. Went to skate at summerset with my friends. Had a blast. GOS with loads of people. Mostly,I won. Haha! I was pumped about that. Went to doughby gaut because the park was closed because of some dumbass dance thingy. Sucks man. Skaters getting kicked out of a skate park. Wow.. My life is complete now-.- played stairs at doughby gaut. Landed most of my boneless. And finally landed my boneless 180. It was scary at first but I got used to it. I landed it on my first try^^ But sadly,it all came to an end.. My deck broke at my 3rd run. Damn.. Sadness T.T I need to get a new deck. Went home afterwards. Was bored so I camwhored. Out of all the hundreds of pics I took,I picked only one. Hahaha! Here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447832981068532770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S5qXO4A_TCI/AAAAAAAAAMk/zYuIRBSLvVQ/s320/24409_1172568769376_1682748083_339381_1182869_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hot right? Modeh mah.. Hahaha! NO seriously.. I am a model..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Had an arguement with Fafa. I hate it when we argue. And this time it was a simple misunderstanding.. It tears my heart when we argue. Let's hope things get better later. Hopefully she'll agree to meet me. I'm planning to pass her something. I havesomething to tell her to and ita best I tell her in person. Hmm.. Well.. We'll see how things go. Let's see if things go according as I had planned..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;signing off now. Till next time. Take Care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-8614237503563039869?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8614237503563039869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=8614237503563039869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8614237503563039869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8614237503563039869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/gaga.html' title='gaga'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S5qXO4A_TCI/AAAAAAAAAMk/zYuIRBSLvVQ/s72-c/24409_1172568769376_1682748083_339381_1182869_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-2758723931443512981</id><published>2010-03-12T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T01:52:17.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skate</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;questions on Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;-who would you like to spend your next saturday with all day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;ans:I'd like to spend it with my girlfriend.. Go to the beach.. Have a romantic candle-light picnic.. Lay down next to her and watch the stars.. But.. sigh.. She's always busy with work.. Well.. Just have to wait for this plan to happen than..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;-what is one of your favourite memories you would like to relive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;ans:I wish I could relive the time I went out for the 1st time with Fafa.. The both of us were soo happy and shy at first.. But after awhile,we got comfortable with eachother and well.. Look where we are now(: Ahh... Miss that day soo much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;-if you were invisible for 24hours,what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;ans:I'd break into boards and stuff,steal a GIRL deck size 8,steal VOX and MACBETH shoes,steal all the DROPDEAD clothes and accessories,break into a flower shop and steal all the roses and dump it onto my GF's house with a note saying,'baby,these roses are for you. hope they can fit in your room and hope you like them(: -love your beloved hubby,hakim'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Posts on Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;-I could have sworn I heard your voice calling out my name.. Saying that you love me soo much and wishing you were here with me,but when I turned around you were nowhere to be found and for no apperent reason,I started crying because I miss you soo much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;-every step i take makes me wish that i could just be there with you. to see your face,your smile,feel your warm embrace and tell you how much i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;-cheer up love.. Nobody said life was fair.. Nobody said life would'nt be fiiled with ups and downs. So just be strong alright love? You know i'll always be there for you no matter what the situation is. So just hang in there love.. It'll all be over soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sigh.. I've got nothing better to do.. Plus I freakin miss Fafa alot.. Hmmm.. Don't know la when she's free.. Guess all I can do is wait..&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/2721041285245244544-2758723931443512981?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2758723931443512981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=2758723931443512981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2758723931443512981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2758723931443512981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/skate.html' title='skate'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-8366432912674888655</id><published>2010-03-10T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T01:11:27.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DEATH SHALL TAKE US ONE DAY'/><title type='text'>DEATH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S5aBKh33vGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/vc4HAaRe6dA/s1600-h/13037_1111696287602_1682748083_225515_37093_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446682817242578018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S5aBKh33vGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/vc4HAaRe6dA/s320/13037_1111696287602_1682748083_225515_37093_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been busy nowdays.. Skate and other personal stuff.. One of them is song writing and simply writing down poems. Just a bunch of random poems. Mostly reflecting on how i feel in the past.. Here's one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;This knife is all i have left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;All that's left to share my pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Pain that i feel deep down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Pain that kills me deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Pain that slowly extinguishes the flames of my dying happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Its like a blackhole with a hunger for sorrow and anguish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;It feeds on the very essence of my dying happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;It feeds ravenously on my dying hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;It feeds off the negative energy that resides within me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;This feeling i can't lay to rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;This feeling i can't dismiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;This feeling i can't resist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;I want to battle this plaque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Be rid of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Be free from it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Be happy again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;It seems like the end is nigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;It feels as if i'm going to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;It feels as though I won't make it out alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;I am a lost soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Roaming forever on this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;In search for that one thing I crave for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;That one thing i desire to be with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;That one thing i wish i could have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-8366432912674888655?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8366432912674888655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=8366432912674888655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8366432912674888655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8366432912674888655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/death.html' title='DEATH'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S5aBKh33vGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/vc4HAaRe6dA/s72-c/13037_1111696287602_1682748083_225515_37093_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-8549038913032583296</id><published>2010-03-08T04:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T04:49:45.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HakimHeartFafa'/><title type='text'>fafa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S5QMjtTl5QI/AAAAAAAAAMU/2xw42OeVhZc/s1600-h/6050_1058696922651_1682748083_118360_5014645_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445991656994497794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S5QMjtTl5QI/AAAAAAAAAMU/2xw42OeVhZc/s320/6050_1058696922651_1682748083_118360_5014645_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's a pic of me with my old hair when I was in Australia last year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well here's an update.. Been really stressed and it really effected my relationship like seriously.. Sigh.. GodDamnMe.. Had a big fight with Fafa.. I almost lost her.. Like seriously.. I was crying and slashing away.. Sigh.. Depression is a murderous thing to have. Like seriously.. It can kill.. I know.. I had a couple of near-death experiences becaus of it.. But everything is ok now.. She said that she lost her love for me.. I was destroyed.. My heart slowly disintegrated.. But I managed to get back her love and now.. I'm just being mindfull of what I say and not let my anger and me being stressed get in the way of my relationship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Baby I'm really sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm sorry that I hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm sorry that I made you angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm sorry that I made your love for me dissappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm sorry that I made you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm sorry if I broke your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm sorry if I dissappointed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm sorry that I let my anger get in the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm sorry baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm really sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm just glad that everything is ok now.. I've managed to get back her love.. I managed to prove her wrong.. I managed to make her fall in love with me all over again.. We've come soo far baby.. Let's work together and strive for a future together.. You and me.. Together forever just like we planned..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;With each passing momment my heart cries out your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;With each breathe I take,I feel lucky,lucky to be with you still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;With every sunset I long for your warm embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;With each passing day my love for you grows stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I told you I was different.. And I'll love you. Now and forever,just like I promised..&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/2721041285245244544-8549038913032583296?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8549038913032583296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=8549038913032583296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8549038913032583296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8549038913032583296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/fafa.html' title='fafa'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S5QMjtTl5QI/AAAAAAAAAMU/2xw42OeVhZc/s72-c/6050_1058696922651_1682748083_118360_5014645_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-8513805320286736114</id><published>2010-03-03T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T00:34:29.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh god.. why me..'/><title type='text'>why</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wake up every freakin' morning and do the same fuckin' routine every single day.. I'm sick of it.. Have my sins been soo dire till you have forsaken me? Have I not changed for the better? Have I not proven to you that I'm good now? Why must you punnish me like this.. Why.. I'm tired of the pain.. The anguish.. The suffering.. I'm sick of it all.. I swear to you guys,something terrible is happening to me.. I don't know why it's happening to me.. But well,it's too late to wonder why.. It has already begun.. My eyes are failing me.. My body is shutting down.. My mind is wondering.. Why me.. Why.. I want it to stop.. &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/2721041285245244544-8513805320286736114?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8513805320286736114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=8513805320286736114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8513805320286736114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8513805320286736114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/why.html' title='why'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-7765488480042803733</id><published>2010-02-18T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:32:03.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help me'/><title type='text'>help me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey guys.. Its me again.. Well.. To be honest with you guys.. I seriously have no mood to blog.. But why the fuck am I blogging right? Its because I have nothing better to do.. I seriously feel even sad with each passing day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;This heart is full of anguish and pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel as if the end for me is near.. I feel pain when I don't want to.. I  think about hurtfull thoughts when all I want to think about is my family,friends and my girlfriend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;This heart will beat no longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I tried thinking of my future But all I see is pain and darkness.. All I see is me dying in a corner alone... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;These thoughts,they burn. These vissions,they kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know what to do..&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/2721041285245244544-7765488480042803733?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7765488480042803733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=7765488480042803733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7765488480042803733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7765488480042803733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/help-me.html' title='help me'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-8093020226445472421</id><published>2010-02-13T02:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T03:05:42.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you guys'/><title type='text'>kwakwakwa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey guys.. Its just me with another stupid random post.. Sigh.. Where do I start.. Hmmm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been skateboarding alot.. Like really alot.. Been falling down alot too.. But what the heck.. If it hurts,than so be it.. I just sprained my ankle on thursday because I tried to land Fakie pressure flip. I landed on my ankle and it hurt like &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;.. I was laying on the ground just trying to bear the pain.. But what the heck..  Its &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; fault..  I still went to Summerset to skate the day after anyways.. Sigh.. Been feeling like shit this past few days.. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I won't say why..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This feeling really sucks..&lt;/span&gt; I guess that's why I've been skateboarding alot lately.. I guess its one way that I can focus on something else rather than thinking about it again and again and again.. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This feeling really sucks..&lt;/span&gt; Hmmm... Well.. Goin to Batam later.. I wanna thank all my friends especially my Skate Crew mates,&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Muhammad,Fahmi and Alip&lt;/span&gt; because you guys really mad my day today.. Thank you guys.. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;TROPIKANA RULEZ!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Valentines Day&lt;/span&gt; is coming soon.. Idk what to do.. Sigh.. Guess we'll wait and see.. I'll end here now..&lt;/strong&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/2721041285245244544-8093020226445472421?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8093020226445472421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=8093020226445472421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8093020226445472421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8093020226445472421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/kwakwakwa.html' title='kwakwakwa'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-2184339970527849136</id><published>2010-01-26T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:32:45.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEED CASH'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S18IlQhGOUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6sFjaaaZxoE/s1600-h/18164_1134588139884_1682748083_272838_2295287_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S18IlQhGOUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6sFjaaaZxoE/s320/18164_1134588139884_1682748083_272838_2295287_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431069111814076738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S18IhvwNIyI/AAAAAAAAAME/iTLfZultufg/s1600-h/oli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S18IhvwNIyI/AAAAAAAAAME/iTLfZultufg/s320/oli.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431069051479466786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Same or not our face? Our hair? Hahaha! Damn I'm bored! Nothing to do! Gaaaah! I'm stuck at home rotting.. RotRotRot.. Sigh.. So I asked myself.. Why not I blog.. Hmm.. But I was feeling kinda lazy.. "To blog or not to blog?" Hahaha! That was the question.. So here I am! Eventually blogging.. Hmm.. What should I blog about.. Let me see.. Oh yeah! I'm like soo FUCKIN addicted to Bring Me The Horizon! Like OMG! AHHH! They rock c:  DropDead clothes are already selling at "all boards and stuff" outlets in singapore. There's one in FarEast and another in Cineleisure. Wooohooo! Somebody buy me one! Hahaha! Damn.. I'm freakin short on cash right now.. So I thought to myself.. I have soo many Band Tees,why not sell them? Hahaha! Good idea.. So anyway.. All sizes are in Medium. I'm selling them at 7 bucks a piece. Cheap huh? I've barely worn any of them. I have 1 band tee from Alesana,2 from Bring me the Horizon,1 from The Used and 1 from As I Lay Dying. So yeah.. Just 7 bucks a piece. Anything just tag me at my tagboard. See you guys! ^^&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/2721041285245244544-2184339970527849136?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2184339970527849136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=2184339970527849136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2184339970527849136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2184339970527849136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/same-or-not-our-face-our-hair-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/S18IlQhGOUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6sFjaaaZxoE/s72-c/18164_1134588139884_1682748083_272838_2295287_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-1771445711794217981</id><published>2010-01-25T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:54:19.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soo SUCK SIAL'/><title type='text'>damn it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey people. Just dropping by to blog after a long time. Let me see what happened so far.. Hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh yeah! Went for a chalet with friends. Gosh it was fun. We hung out,had a few ups and downs,had a lot of fun and I got A FREAKING SUN BURN! GOD IT BURNS!!! Hmm.. what else.. Oh yeah.. My 5 month Anni with Fafa just passed. But the suckish part was that I didn't get the chance to celebrate it with her.. Like FUCK SIAL! Sigh.. Maybe some other time.. Baby's prepaid is low so she can't text me. Guess I'll have to wait till she tops up.. Been a week plus since I last met up with baby.. Damn I miss her.. Oh well.. She's busy with work.. Guess I'll just have to wait till she's free.. Sigh.. Soo suck.. I'll end here.. I've got nothing left to say.. Bye..&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/2721041285245244544-1771445711794217981?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1771445711794217981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=1771445711794217981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1771445711794217981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1771445711794217981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/damn-it.html' title='damn it'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-6966479891433147493</id><published>2010-01-05T16:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T17:32:59.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Hey guys.. Finale back after a long time.. Me and Fafa go back together.. Apperently,she felt kinda bumped out about breaking up with me.. So she came back to me.. You should have seen the look on my face when she finale came back to me.. I was soo happy.. I felt reliefed.. I felt at peace at last.. I've been feeling misserable for the past few weeks when we broke up,as you guys could see from my last few posts.. Yeah.. I just wanted to die.. I told her I'd wait for her and I'd never stop loving her. Well,I guess all the time waiting was worth it.. Thank you baby for accepting me back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I love you unconditionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'll be your shoulder whenever you need to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'll hold you close to me whenever you're feeling cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'll kiss you and tell you that I love you soo much just to see you smile and feel happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'll tell you I love you everyday just to make you feel comfortable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'd do more for you baby.. I'm at your disposale.. My love for you will never die.. I love you baby..&lt;/span&gt;&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/2721041285245244544-6966479891433147493?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6966479891433147493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=6966479891433147493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/6966479891433147493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/6966479891433147493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-3650950906126901837</id><published>2009-11-21T02:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T02:39:18.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i cry tears of sorrow'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Crying right now.. Listening to old Alesana songs.. Came across 2 of my favourite songs from the band. They're my favourite because they are really meaningfull and it reflects my current situation and how I'm feeling.. I cry. I cry an endless stream of tears. I cry because I'm filled with sadness. I cry because I'm depressed. I cry because I hate my life.. I cry because I hate the current situation I'm in.. I cry.. I simply cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(early mourning lyrics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;kiss my closing eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;help me sleep without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm soo lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tonight I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I can't live without your warm embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;why not one more night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;one last kiss goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;my sweet love tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i hope the stars still spell out your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i close my eyes and you're everything i see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(As you wish Lyrics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Life is meaningless without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love can be such a beautifull torture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;my heart breaks as i long for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;love can be such lovely torture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;will you forgive what i've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;These lyrics mean alot to me. They reflect on how I'm feeling these past few days.. I don't know what to do.. I just hope.. I just wish.. I just want things to be good again.. But what can a guy like me do? I'm a nobody.. All I can do is wait patiently. I will wait till that faithfull day comes.. I am determined,I am is persistent.. I will wait.. For as longas my heart is beating.. I will wait.. I swear..&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/2721041285245244544-3650950906126901837?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3650950906126901837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=3650950906126901837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3650950906126901837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3650950906126901837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/crying-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-7481693733795750965</id><published>2009-11-19T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:05:45.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm single now.. Great.. Awesome.. Like whatever. I'm obviously not happy about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FuckMyLife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I feel soo dead.. I feel soo lost.. I feel soo vulnerable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I think if i realy breakdown.. Here's what my routine will be like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Blame myself for letting it happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Slash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Slash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Slash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pick up handphone and try to text her,scared she won't reply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Toss handphone one side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Swear and curse myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Slash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Slash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Slash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Bleed till i fade out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;If i'm lucky i'll live. If not,well.. You guys know how that ends right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-7481693733795750965?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7481693733795750965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=7481693733795750965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7481693733795750965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7481693733795750965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-single-now.html' title=''/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-3682581373967731176</id><published>2009-11-16T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T23:46:48.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SUICIDE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ITS NOT MY FAULT! I DID'NT ASK TO BE LIKE THIS! GAAAAAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WANNA DIE! I DON'T WANNA HURT ANYONE ANYMORE! I DON'T WANNA BE SOME GUY WHO FEELS HE'S JUST BEEN TAKEN FOR GRANTED ANYMORE!! I JUST DON'T WANNA HURT ANYONE ANYMORE..&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/2721041285245244544-3682581373967731176?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3682581373967731176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=3682581373967731176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3682581373967731176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3682581373967731176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-not-my-fault-i-didnt-ask-to-be-like.html' title=''/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-2331261264141890218</id><published>2009-11-16T02:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T03:01:31.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><title type='text'>RIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Can't sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Irregular heartbeats.. Gaah! I think I'm dying.. Been having lots of problems with my body..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Been blacking out,heart pain,shortage of breathe,mood swings,can't sleep.. Damn.. I need to get outta here.. Go to someplace where I can be alone and suffer alone.. A place where I don't have to drag my friends,family and gf into the situation.. I don't wanna be a burden.. I feel like a burden.. Idk what to do.. The previous post was kinda 'mad' at the beginning and 'lovey dovey,sensitive,depressed,EMO' in the end because of these mood swinga.. Damn it.. I wanna edit that post but freakin lazy.. Sigh.. I think I'm blacking out soon.. Currently playing CafeWorld. Thanks to Fafa. Its the least I could.. Who knows.. That might be the last thing I would do.. I planned out my obituary already. A honest one too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;In memory of Muhammad Hakim bin Daud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Born in the year 1992 on the 23rd of December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Son of Daud Yusof and Anizah bte Wahid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Elder brother of Nurul Hannah bte Daud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;May he finally find peace in the afterlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;May he forever be remembered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;May his last words not be forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Died at a young age of 17. Led the life of a gangster at an early age of 14 till 16.Took drugs,smoked 5 boxes a week,drank alcohol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Started mutilating himself at the age of 16. Tried killing himself at the age of 16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Almost killed himself at the age of 16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cried almost everyday at the age of 16 till 17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Met Fafa at the age of 17. Fell deeply in love and moved into a relationship on 23 August 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Changed for the best. Still smokes. Stopped drinking and taking drugs. Seldom mutilate himself. Seldom think of suicide, Started having problems with body. Blcked out randomly. Irregular heartbeats frequently. Random mood swings. Tries to deny suicide but it seems like the only option for him.. Blacked out and dies quietly in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rest in peace&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/2721041285245244544-2331261264141890218?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2331261264141890218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=2331261264141890218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2331261264141890218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2331261264141890218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/rip.html' title='RIP'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-6306045914745639406</id><published>2009-11-16T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:46:17.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='empty promises were meant to be broken'/><title type='text'>empty promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Remember when I said that the previous post would be my last? My official last? Well.. I only said that because I was pissed off and fuckin' frustrated at my gf. Yeah.. That was last time.. Now seems to be getting better. So far.. We'll see how long this will last.. If something wrong ever happens again. I won't say sorry. Believe me babe.. Because I have not done anything wrong. I've always given in. Admitting eventhough it clearly wasn't my fault. Well I'm sick and tired of it. You wanted to have a serious relationship with me so buck up babe. Just freaking buck up your freaking attitude. Your pride go and flush down the toilet bowl because that's not what this relationship needs. I hope this message gets through you.. Kesian baby.. Fever ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Will visit you at work later. But I don't even know what time you start because you're freakin not replying my messages because you're freaking asleep!!! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok.. Time for a random quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.Do you love someone? If yes who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes. My parents,sister,gf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.What do you feel like doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Taking out my heart and give it a massage because it freakin hurts right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.Have you eaten? If yes,what did you eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;McSpicy Meal(Upsized) ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;4.Have you ever attempted suicide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5.Have you ever slashed your wrist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;6.Have you ever cried for someone you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;7.Have you ever cried because you feel insecure,stupid and taken for granted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes. All the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;8.Do you love your gf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;9.Realy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;10.Honestly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;11.Come on dude.. After all the shit she put you through?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Urr.. Since you put it that way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;12.Well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I still love her no matter what. I'll never give up on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;13.Are you crazy dude?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes I am. Mentally crazy and emotionally crazy in love with my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;14.How many pushups you've done today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;15.WOAH!  Plan on doing anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Probally another 200..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;16.O.O  What's your best features?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;People say eyes are my best,but some think my dicky is the best of all xD&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/2721041285245244544-6306045914745639406?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6306045914745639406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=6306045914745639406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/6306045914745639406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/6306045914745639406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/empty-promises.html' title='empty promises'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-8506207345328443675</id><published>2009-10-31T04:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T05:07:47.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seriously my last post for now'/><title type='text'>bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#009900;"&gt;Sorry.. This is the official last post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#009900;"&gt;I will be gone from Facebook,VampireFreaks and MSN for a long time. So anything just text me la.. The reason is.. I don't see a point going online anymore.. To me its just a fucking waste of time.. Like seriously.. I'd rather be sitting in the rain,crying my eyes out than going online. So yeah.. That's about it. I'll probally be back on the site in like,urr... In December maybe?? Idk.. I don't really care now.. Oh well.. It's raining.. Phone has been damn quite today.. I'm gonna go sit outside in the rain.. Goodbye people. I'm probally notifying myself that I'm going to go away because I think there is hardly anyone who reads my blog.. Oh well.. You never know.. I gotta go now. Bye! This is seriously my last post till I get back..&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/2721041285245244544-8506207345328443675?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8506207345328443675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=8506207345328443675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8506207345328443675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8506207345328443675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/bye.html' title='bye'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-6735339712477403699</id><published>2009-10-31T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T02:21:55.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Last entry'/><title type='text'>last entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Susujf6aplI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eXt-H2yhFz8/s1600-h/Spooky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398459765730485842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Susujf6aplI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eXt-H2yhFz8/s320/Spooky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;28 october 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dear diary.. It's just me.. No one special.. Don't mind me.. I'm just pouring out my thoughts for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Went to work. Yeap.. I'm working at Topshop at Raffles City. Didn't feel like working.. Don't have any mood.. Smiled and greeted customers.. Chatted and laughed with my workmates.. If only my smiles and laughter were real.. I seriously didn't have mood.. I didn't want any of my friends to know. So I concealed my true feelings.. Sigh.. Someone kill me please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;29 october 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dear diary.. Hey it's me again. Just pouring out my feelings and sharing my thoughts for today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Went to work.. Had to work full shift. 10 till closing. Seriously no mood. I don't know why.. Well actually I do know why.. I know exactly why.. But I'm not gonna say it.. Sigh.. Fake smiles and laughter again. Failed attempts to make myself happy by making stupid jokes and taking about lame stuff. Made a few people laugh.. Well.. At least they're happy.. Sigh.. Lucky them.. I wonder why I'm always the one who feel like crap.. I know there's obviously more people out there feeling the same way.. Well guys.. Hope you guys get your lives back together soon.. Goodbye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;30 october 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dear diary.. Guess who? Yeah.. It's just me.. No one special.. I still feel the same.. I'm sick and tired of pretending to be happy. I'm sick and tired of faking how faking my true feelings.. I'm sick and tired of the pain I feel in my heart.. I'm sick of my life.. Someone please kill me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;31 october 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dear diary.. This will be my last entry.. It's time to bid you farewell.. Its 2.15 am and I still feel the same.. Meeting adik later.. I'm probbally going to break down infront of her.. Sigh.. It's late.. Gotta go.. Goodbye diary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-6735339712477403699?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6735339712477403699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=6735339712477403699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/6735339712477403699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/6735339712477403699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-entry.html' title='last entry'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Susujf6aplI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eXt-H2yhFz8/s72-c/Spooky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-7239010769537589096</id><published>2009-10-26T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T01:04:49.567+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you'/><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SuSFB_2GjPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/YlAKX_dz1qA/s1600-h/Photo0539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396584522861415666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SuSFB_2GjPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/YlAKX_dz1qA/s320/Photo0539.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;Well.. 2nd month of my relationship with Fafa just passed.. We went out to watch a movie and than met up with Abang Elfie. Been a while since a saw that dude..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;But like everything in life,all good things come to an end eventually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;I had a fight with Fafa.. Well I guess its my fault.. I guess I was just caught up being insecure and scared.. Scared to let the past come forth again and bite me in my ass.. I just don't wanna get hurt again.. I guess it's my fault for letting my fear overcome one of the most important things in my life.. It made me not trust Fafa.. One of the things I regret doing.. I mean.. As a boyfriend,I should just trust her.. Without trust,what's the point of having a relationship? Sigh.. I wish I could just turn back time.. I just want us to be happy like the time I was in Australia.. How I wish.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;Baby.. I'm sorry for causing you soo much pain.. I'm sorry for making you feel like shit sometimes.. I'm sorry if I somehow made you feel that my love for you has changed for the worst.. I'm sorry baby.. I still love you.. I still care for you.. No matter what I'll always do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;I'll still hold on to the promises we made to eachother.. They really mean alot to me and I know deep down they mean alot to you too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;I love you baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-7239010769537589096?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7239010769537589096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=7239010769537589096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7239010769537589096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7239010769537589096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SuSFB_2GjPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/YlAKX_dz1qA/s72-c/Photo0539.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-8701812720234269365</id><published>2009-10-16T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:05:44.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goresome'/><title type='text'>oli</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/StdH--HJHzI/AAAAAAAAALs/U3pFc-yUxqQ/s1600-h/OliSykesWarped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/StdH--HJHzI/AAAAAAAAALs/U3pFc-yUxqQ/s320/OliSykesWarped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392858225949876018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/StdH65U44PI/AAAAAAAAALk/fJFHADGBb9s/s1600-h/Oli-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/StdH65U44PI/AAAAAAAAALk/fJFHADGBb9s/s320/Oli-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392858155945877746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My idol c:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks kak sasha for intro-ing him c:  I'll alwqays be your lil Oli^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want his hair! Damn.. Maybe if i keep it for another year.. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Damn.. His hair is Goresome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2721041285245244544-8701812720234269365?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8701812720234269365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=8701812720234269365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8701812720234269365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8701812720234269365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/oli.html' title='oli'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/StdH--HJHzI/AAAAAAAAALs/U3pFc-yUxqQ/s72-c/OliSykesWarped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-3260722561732149187</id><published>2009-10-15T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:03:25.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='please don&apos;t go'/><title type='text'>baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby I'm soo sorry..&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo sooo sooo sorry.. I added on to the stress.. I'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;I love you soo much and I don't wanna lose you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2721041285245244544-3260722561732149187?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3260722561732149187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=3260722561732149187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3260722561732149187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3260722561732149187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby.html' title='baby'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-8665105988114391790</id><published>2009-09-21T03:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T03:59:14.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kill me now'/><title type='text'>emo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;I don't know why.. I've been feeling friggen depressed lately.. Friggen dropdead suicidal.. But I did'nt hurt myself la.. Don't worry.. But I just felt like killing myself. I don't know why I'm feeling this way.. I know I should be happy because it's Hari Raya and stuff.. But I'm not.. I'm just a freaking actor.. I conceal my true feelings with fake smiles and laughter.. Sigh.. I want this pain I feel to end.. Right now.. One way or another..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Another thing.. Since its Hari Raya,I would like to seek forgiveness from all my friends,family and my beloved.. Please forgive me for all the bad things I've done,the hurtfull things I've said and the actions that make you guys doubt me.. I am really sorry.. Please forgive me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Baby I wish you were here.. I miss you soo much.. *cries*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&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/2721041285245244544-8665105988114391790?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8665105988114391790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=8665105988114391790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8665105988114391790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8665105988114391790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/emo.html' title='emo'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-7809504193979989141</id><published>2009-09-04T20:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:33:08.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I miss you'/><title type='text'>i model</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SqEIT76BaTI/AAAAAAAAALc/kSvoacW_Jbk/s1600-h/Muhd+Hakim+%2810%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SqEIT76BaTI/AAAAAAAAALc/kSvoacW_Jbk/s320/Muhd+Hakim+%2810%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377588568648673586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SqEH3HkbYvI/AAAAAAAAALU/QVxpp_9eRuw/s1600-h/Muhd+Hakim+%288%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SqEH3HkbYvI/AAAAAAAAALU/QVxpp_9eRuw/s320/Muhd+Hakim+%288%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377588073563120370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just came back from I Models.. Took my portfolio. There were 50 pics. But I liked these 2 the most.. Tired uh.. Walked around town alone like a god damn freaking loner.. Haizz... Went to Wheelock Place eventually and sat around Borders. Read a book about vampires. *CAN YOU EVEN IMAGINE ME READING A BOOK*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Missing baby alooot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meeting her tomorrow! YAYNESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Damn I miss her.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-7809504193979989141?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7809504193979989141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=7809504193979989141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7809504193979989141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7809504193979989141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-model.html' title='i model'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SqEIT76BaTI/AAAAAAAAALc/kSvoacW_Jbk/s72-c/Muhd+Hakim+%2810%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-2439885704763326412</id><published>2009-09-01T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T01:32:21.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gaaaaah'/><title type='text'>im sick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SpwIo89hW4I/AAAAAAAAALM/RV7-rt7KR_c/s1600-h/000F001P-NS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376181554825485186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SpwIo89hW4I/AAAAAAAAALM/RV7-rt7KR_c/s320/000F001P-NS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Baby's fav pic^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sigh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby got scolding from mummy and daddy for nothing..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I pity her ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I did manage to cheer her up c:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's my job!^^ I LOVE YOU BABY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today went to doctor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Face was swelling.. Gaaaah! My viral infection is kicking up again! It really sux and it's friggen irratating.. My eyes are puffy now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So bought medicine. Went home and take medicine. Felt drowsy,so went to sleep.. Woke up at around 12. LOL! I slept at 6pm.. I have MC from puase for the next 5 days!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Took medicine again. Feeling loopy now..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahhh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BABY TOP UP ALREADY! YAY! XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did i mention to you guys that I friggen love her? *probally more than a million times already*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feels good to be in love.. Just the thought of her made me feel abit better..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damn I miss her..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna hug her..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll end here. .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Later gonna talk to baby otp^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY! XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I shall stop bragging now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peace outr BITCHES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-2439885704763326412?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2439885704763326412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=2439885704763326412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2439885704763326412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2439885704763326412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sick.html' title='im sick!'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SpwIo89hW4I/AAAAAAAAALM/RV7-rt7KR_c/s72-c/000F001P-NS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-6212301064700010084</id><published>2009-08-30T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:17:32.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 friggen week'/><title type='text'>IMY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ohhh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I feel like shit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I feel soo vulnerable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I feel soo hopelesss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I fell soo weak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I feel soo misserable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The only thing that's pushing me is the thought of finale meeting baby and just feeling her warm embrace and just feel as if all the problems in the world would just dissappear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Baby could'nt come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sadness T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But its ok.. I understand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Its not your fault.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Damn.. Imy soo much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'll always be there for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm there in your thoughts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm there in your dreams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Most importantly,I'm always there in your heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gaaaah! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T.T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-6212301064700010084?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6212301064700010084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=6212301064700010084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/6212301064700010084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/6212301064700010084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/imy.html' title='IMY'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-4571301319805210350</id><published>2009-08-29T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T19:09:45.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>emo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SpkMKE-f_LI/AAAAAAAAALE/TBjJMI3WlcY/s1600-h/001O001P-NS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375340997517507762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SpkMKE-f_LI/AAAAAAAAALE/TBjJMI3WlcY/s320/001O001P-NS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; I straightened my hair for fun^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ooooh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have a headache.. I feel like shit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Its like the entire planet Earth is resting on my shoulders..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Every step I take feels soo heavy.. Like an unknown force is pressing down on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sigh.. It hurts soo good.. O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I realised something.. I'm not scene anymore.. I'm starting to believe that I'm actually emo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yeah.. Thanks to baby.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Damn I friggen love her.. So yeah.. Any of you people have a problem with that or have something to say about it.. I invite you people to speak your mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't give a f**k about your insults and dumb comments.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You wanna say any,than say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now that I got that off my chest,I have something to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I miss baby and my orgasm family.. Soo much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sigh.. Can't wait to meet them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Baby said that she'd try to come over on sunday.. I hope she can make it.. I realy do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'll end here now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Byee guys.. Till next time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-4571301319805210350?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4571301319805210350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=4571301319805210350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4571301319805210350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4571301319805210350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/emo.html' title='emo'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SpkMKE-f_LI/AAAAAAAAALE/TBjJMI3WlcY/s72-c/001O001P-NS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-2545640657268636160</id><published>2009-08-28T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T00:19:11.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fuckers'/><title type='text'>Fuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To all the assholes out there who don't understand what the fuck "in a relationship" status means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The girl already has a fuckin' boyfriend for goodness sake! Still don't get it is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Means she's not interested with all of your flirty comments or dumb pick up lines. FUCKERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;JUST FUCK OFF AND STOP BOTHERING HER CANN OR NOT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You think I'm just talking big on my blog? Well you don'tknow me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You wanna try my patience,be my guess. At the end of the day,you're the one whose gonna need an ambulance. Trust me,I've beaten up soo many people already,broken soo many bones,disfigured soo ny faces. Try me.. I dare you.&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/2721041285245244544-2545640657268636160?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2545640657268636160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=2545640657268636160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2545640657268636160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2545640657268636160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/fuck.html' title='Fuck'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-3278887195675432778</id><published>2009-08-27T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T01:52:19.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jelly hands'/><title type='text'>workout</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey guys. Try out this workout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just invented it. Its cardio. Means that you're using your own body weight to get fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cardio consist of swimming,running,push ups,sit ups and etc. Has nothing to do with weight lifting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok.Here's my workout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;20 standard push ups (5 sets)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;20 diamond push ups(5 sets)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;20 spiderman push ups(5 sets)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;20 commando push ups(5 sets)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;20 elevated push ups(5 sets)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;25 sit ups(4 sets)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;25 crunches(4 sets)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm telling you.. My body is friggen light and my hands are like jelly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BUT I FEEL GORESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Try it out guys! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-3278887195675432778?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3278887195675432778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=3278887195675432778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3278887195675432778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3278887195675432778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/workout.html' title='workout'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-2182574455419493530</id><published>2009-08-26T16:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:53:48.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SpT3UpU-epI/AAAAAAAAAK4/AlKbu8o4rZI/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374192189423123090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SpT3UpU-epI/AAAAAAAAAK4/AlKbu8o4rZI/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'll love you till the end of time.Till the sun no longer shines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DAMMIT! I THINK I'M TURNING INTO AN EMO! I BLAME YOU BABY! Just kidding c:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hey guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Firstly,I wanna thank Nat for trying to help me change my blog pic and song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Secondly,I wanna thank Nana for changing my blog pic and song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thank you guys! Me loves you all very much! *Act cute*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So time for an update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went to Terawih wearing baju kurung for the 1st time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;GORESOME! I usualy wear a plain black long sleeve and my black boot cut pants plus slippers la. Duh-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Felt great!LOL!I have no idea why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Afterwards,walked home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Seriously uh..It felt friggen good to be good (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maybe I should just stay home this fasting month,go out just to do my Friday prayers and pray Terawih. That means I won't be going to Baybeats this year. Nevermind la.. A small price to pay.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;While walking home,me and Alip(Parrot) was talking about making a band. Tripple H(Hardcore Hippie Heroes) We made that up out of a random conversation about hippies. They rock.. So I'll be the one holding the mic and gore-ring(suare setan orang tua kate) Alip will be the vocalist plus scream(Not scream like a girl*no offence ladies* but the suare setan except high pitch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We already have bass,my old friend,Arep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;All we need is a lead guitarist,rythym guitarist and drummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So hears a shoutout to all you HARDCORE FREAKS out there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If you're interested,just tell us. Don't be scared,we don't bite,well Alip does'nt,but I do.. OOPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So back to the being good thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Reached home. Baby said she'd call.Time was 2.35.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Was chatting with Nana(my life kambing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We shared stories and stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I check the time,it was 3.05. Had to go for sahur. Said byebye to Nana and text baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;These were the actual words,"BABY! T.T"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I went to eat afterwards. Heard my phone's message tone ring.I just let it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After eating,I went to see who messaged me. It was baby. Actual words,"Baby sri i fall aslp"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was like.... T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I remembered at that point of time what Siq and I were talking about before we went home. Talked about being good. We reflected on the things that went oh soo wrong in our lives.. Sad man.. We almost cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was thinking of that all the way even when I reached home,even when I'm chatting with Nana. Sorry did'nt tell you my beloved kambing ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I did'nt want to ruin the fun conversation we were having..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I replied baby,"SAD SIA"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She asked for forgiveness. I told her it wad'nt her fault that I was sad. I explained myself and stuff. Asked her to call my handphone and we talked and talked till it was her turn to sahur. She called me once she was done and we talked and talked and talked. I was happy.. Hearing her voice just made me feel soo happy. It may seem weird but hey.. When you're in love,everything would seem weird to others.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dammit baby.. I love you soo much.. Will sing the song I wrote to you when we meet ok? c: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nervous sia! Must practice! Like my grandma always say,practice makes perfect (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The see the song I wrote for Fafa,go to her blog and check it out. Tell me what you guys think about it c:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'll end here now..Byee guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-2182574455419493530?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2182574455419493530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=2182574455419493530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2182574455419493530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2182574455419493530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-love-you-till-end-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SpT3UpU-epI/AAAAAAAAAK4/AlKbu8o4rZI/s72-c/untitled1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-5225526678352433746</id><published>2009-08-24T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:09:57.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='23.08.09'/><title type='text'>i love you c:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WOOOOHOOO!&lt;br /&gt;ATTACHED BABY! YEAH! Ahhh.. Life is good..&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo freaking happy!&lt;br /&gt;My proposal was short and simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:You know I love you right?&lt;br /&gt;Fafa:Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Me:You know I wanna be with you right?&lt;br /&gt;Fafa:Yeah.. Baby you're scaring me O.O&lt;br /&gt;Me:LOL!Are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;Fafa:Umm..Urr..&lt;br /&gt;Me:I got you a rose btw..&lt;br /&gt;Fafa:OMG! O.O&lt;br /&gt;Me:Will you be my girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Fafa:*Hugs* i love you soo much&lt;br /&gt;Me:Urr..Is that a yes?&lt;br /&gt;Fafa:What do you think? (:&lt;br /&gt;Me:Its a YES! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;Me&amp;Fafa:JUST MARRIED! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.It was fun.. Damn happy..&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Nat's Birthday too.LOL!&lt;br /&gt;It was a surprise birthday for her and a surprise proposal for baby c:&lt;br /&gt;I love you c:&lt;br /&gt;Hakim and Fafa HeartAttack (23.08.09)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH! That means my birthday will be our 4 months anniversary! xD &lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo sorry to my parents for coming home at 3 plus...&lt;br /&gt;Missed last train and last bus..Forgotten that there was night rider...&lt;br /&gt;At least I came home for sahur!&lt;br /&gt;Lucky my friend have car..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-5225526678352433746?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5225526678352433746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=5225526678352433746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/5225526678352433746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/5225526678352433746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-you-c.html' title='i love you c:'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-234534700078886651</id><published>2009-08-21T15:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T15:26:06.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='till the end of time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love you till the sun can no longer shine'/><title type='text'>XOXO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/So5LzAGdrEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/IkHG1YDeRho/s1600-h/001s001P-NS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/So5LzAGdrEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/IkHG1YDeRho/s320/001s001P-NS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372314745072102466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I miss my bro and my long hair ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was awesome..Play guitar hero with the guys!&lt;br /&gt;We rocked the house! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;We play like there was no tomorrow.. GORESOME!&lt;br /&gt;Some people sucked at it,, LOL!KIDDING GUYS!^^&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards,went to town and meet family. I was sick so the train trip made me nauseous..&lt;br /&gt;Mum scold me for no reason-.-&lt;br /&gt;Me:I take the train side that's heading to Marina Bay via woodlands&lt;br /&gt;Mum:I told you to take the train heading to woodlands right?!&lt;br /&gt;Me:YA LAH!I AM TAKING THAT TRAIN!&lt;br /&gt;Mum:Sorry.Was'nt wearing my glasses when I read and replied your text&lt;br /&gt;Me:-.-  you owe me ice cream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met them at Orchard Mrt 711&lt;br /&gt;Got my ice cream and went to the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Funny,cute and gut busting movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home,eat at coffee shop,shower,talk to baby otp and the rest is history c:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-234534700078886651?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/234534700078886651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=234534700078886651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/234534700078886651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/234534700078886651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/xoxo.html' title='XOXO'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/So5LzAGdrEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/IkHG1YDeRho/s72-c/001s001P-NS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-3617668901800717340</id><published>2009-08-15T03:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T03:37:43.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you baby'/><title type='text'>I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for MIA-ing for a long time..Well I'm back and I'm here to stay!&lt;br /&gt;Yay-ness!^^&lt;br /&gt;So yeah..&lt;br /&gt;What have I been doing? Well,I've been busy with my family..Spending time with them..&lt;br /&gt;So I'm soo sorry guys for not hanging out with you for such a long time ):&lt;br /&gt;Basically,I got a job. I'm not gonna tell you guys what it is yet.&lt;br /&gt;Its a surprise (:&lt;br /&gt;Those who know what it is,keep it to yourself,don't ruin the surprise or else I ask the nenek jual keropok ketok your house.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahaha! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. I wanna clear up a few things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Basically,I heard that someone has been talking shit about other people just because they sympathize MJ-.-   What the fark is up with you.. Its already good that people show sympathy for his death. But what do some people do? Some people just can't stand it. Wanna know why guys? Its because some people just can't stand seeing people post sympathetic posts on their blog. They think that they are 'THE NUMBER 1 MJ FAN' so they should be the only one who gets to mourn over him. People like this seriously have issues.. Get a life people! Go get a boyfriend/girlfriend! Because seriously,you need something better to do than bitch about other people for the lamest reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Now that that's over,let's move on to serious matters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my baby.. I miss her soo much..&lt;br /&gt;Dammit! I just wanna hug her and not let her go T.T&lt;br /&gt;Tell her how I feel about her..&lt;br /&gt;I heart you baby c:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok..Time for a music update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to alot of Dr Acula.&lt;br /&gt;This band is awesome..&lt;br /&gt;I have a new catch phrase..&lt;br /&gt;Its,I have come here to chew bubblegum and kick ass.. But I'm all out of bubblegum&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,I wanna end here. Bye darlings!&lt;br /&gt;OH! I'm gonna go to the gig at Scape later at 7.30pm. WOOOHOOO!Gonna mosh like crazy! HWAHWAHWA! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-3617668901800717340?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3617668901800717340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=3617668901800717340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3617668901800717340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3617668901800717340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-you.html' title='I love you'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-8078616441356425449</id><published>2009-07-23T00:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:31:32.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m going to fuck off now'/><title type='text'>wtf?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Who in the fuck said I treated you like a emotionless person?&lt;br /&gt;Like wtf?&lt;br /&gt;Don't you remember the nights I'd stay up with you just to accompany you and to hear your voice?&lt;br /&gt;Don't you remember the times when we would text silly things to one another?&lt;br /&gt;I guess you don't remember it since you're making me sound like I'm the one in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Look here,I was being honest when I told you the truth.Guess that you could'nt accept it.Oh well. .Dream about me when I decided that we were better of as friends?&lt;br /&gt;If that's the case,than why the fuck is up with your sarcasm?You know what. .&lt;br /&gt;I viewed mummy's profile on tagged.I read her tagline,'To always Look Forward, Move forward &amp; never look back &amp; Whine for what had happened in the Past.'&lt;br /&gt;She's right,because if you do whine about the past,it'll just bite you in the ass and leave you scarred.Trust me. .You don't want that. .&lt;br /&gt;Forget me ..Forget all the things we've been through..Move on.You deffinately deserve better.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not your trouble anymore.Go on with your life,find a guy who's perfect for you.I'm sure that there is one.If you think my words disgust you?Your words make me feel like vomitting out blood.Sigh. .&lt;br /&gt;Well,you hate me,I used to hate you.I burried my hate with my sins. .&lt;br /&gt;So just forget any of this things happen.Move on and just look forward.&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly what I'm doing right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm buzzing off now guys.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what has become of my orgasm family. .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-8078616441356425449?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8078616441356425449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=8078616441356425449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8078616441356425449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8078616441356425449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/wtf.html' title='wtf?'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-1660594853287928789</id><published>2009-07-21T17:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:57:12.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I wanna go home'/><title type='text'>i hate my uncle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SmWO_Qpc8QI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tlXG2878USI/s1600-h/000W001P-NS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SmWO_Qpc8QI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tlXG2878USI/s320/000W001P-NS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360848148906176770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is getting longer^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel soo relieved. .&lt;br /&gt;I've let it all out. .Well. .Almost everything. &lt;br /&gt;I just wanna know what mummy,my elder sisters and my brothers think of me ..&lt;br /&gt;You guys are probally looking down on me. .&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fault the feeling ran away. .&lt;br /&gt;If you guys can imagine,I prayed to god almost everyday when I arrived here to tell me what I should do. .&lt;br /&gt;After a week I finale knew what had to be done. .&lt;br /&gt;It was a way that will make sure that no one would get hurt. .&lt;br /&gt;Besides,you were only faking your feelings.When we chat,I did'nt feel the love at all.&lt;br /&gt;You were treating me as if I was your close friend.Don't deny it and try to cover it with your lies and make me look bad. .&lt;br /&gt;I am an honest guy when it come to relationships.&lt;br /&gt;I had my fair share of the shitty parts of a relationship back before I knew you.&lt;br /&gt;So I can tell when someone is faking their feelings now. .Don't take me for a fool. .&lt;br /&gt;It'd be the last thing that you'd want to do. .&lt;br /&gt;I told you how I felt and how it would help us not to rush things and stuff.I said that it would be best if we were friends.You agreed and look what happened?You went back on your words.You freaking liar!You lied at the airport when I was about to leave because you probally felt sad that there was no one to accompany you through the nights.You lied because you pity me and you lied because you wanted me to feel 'happy'.Well let me tell you now. .&lt;br /&gt;I'm happier now and I'm better off without you.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone of my orgasm family is reading this,now you know how I feel.The pain of finale figuring out why she said the she 'loved' me.Well,it was a hoax. .A lie. .A big fat lie. .Not as big as the lie that cheap slut told me.But hey,both were lying when they said they loved me.&lt;br /&gt;I did love you dammit,its just that the love I felt was'nt strong enough to withstand my long stay here. .Well. .That's about it for that part of this post. .Now onto my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD!I KNOW THAT I'VE BEEN SAYING THIS IN ALMOST EVERY POST SINCE I'VE BEEN HERE,BUT I MISS THEM SOO MUCH!I LOOOVE THEM SOO MUCH!I MISS HELPING MY SISTER WITH HER HOMEWORK1I MISS COOKING,MAKING A MESS IN THE KITCHEN THAN MUM WOULD SCOLD ME AND STUFF!I MISS HAVING THOSE RANDMO ONE TO ONE CONVERSATIONS WITH MY DAD!T.T&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO HOME!&lt;br /&gt;GAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;BUT I HAVE TO STAY HERE TILL SEPTEMBER 13.&lt;br /&gt;IDK HOW I CAN SURVIVE GUYS,IT'S SOO BORING HERE1&lt;br /&gt;LIGHTS ALL OFF BEFORE 1AM,INTERNET MODEM IS OFF BY 2AM!&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T EVEN WATCH TV TILL 4AM ANYMORE!IF NOT THAT GOOD FOR NOTHING PAK LONG COME OUT AND YELL AND SAY AWFUL THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;HE CALLED ME A BINATANG!THAT SON OF A BITCH!I HATE HIM!WHEN HE'S GIVING HIS TALK ABOUT ISLAM,HE WOULD AIM AT THE SO CALLED 'BAD STUFF' THAT I DID!ENJOY2,TAK TIDO SAMPAI MALAM BUTA AND ETC. .WHY CAN'T HE TELL ME DIRECTLY!TAKDE KONEK KEPE SIAL!KEPALA BUTO!GERAM SIAL ABG. .SORRY FOR MY OFFENSIVE LANGUAGE MAMA AND PAPA,MAKE SURE HANNA DOES'NT READ TRHIS POST.I'M JUST SOO MAD!I SWEAR ONE DAY I'LL BASH HIS FACE TILL NO ONE CAN RECONIZE HIM!I KNOW ITS A SIN BUT WHO CARES!*YOU GUYS DO* I'M JUST SOO MAD AT HIM!&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW WHAT I HUAVE TO DO FOR MY FUTURE MAMA,PAPA. .I'M GONNA WORK THIS YEAR,START SCHOOL NEXT YEAR AT ITE BB,TAKING THE FITNESS COURSE.I'M GONNA STICK THROUGH IT AND I AM GOING TO DO NS AFTERWARDS,I'M GONNA CONTINUE SCHOOLING AT SHAWTEC IF POSSIBLE,OTHERWISE I GO TO ITE CLEMENTI AND TAKE THE CULINARY COURSE THERE,MAYBE FROM THERE I CAN GO TO SHAWTEK. .I really wanna go to Shawtek and fullfill my dreams..I hope you guys read this.I wanna go home. .&lt;br /&gt;This is my plan. .If it does'nt work. .I'll think of something,I alwas do c:&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. .Get me out of here guys!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-1660594853287928789?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1660594853287928789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=1660594853287928789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1660594853287928789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1660594853287928789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-my-uncle.html' title='i hate my uncle'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SmWO_Qpc8QI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tlXG2878USI/s72-c/000W001P-NS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-1810925753071600899</id><published>2009-07-21T02:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T03:02:20.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fuck off and die you lil bitch'/><title type='text'>I hate you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hey you!&lt;br /&gt;I tried being nice,I tried patching up what's left of our friendship,but you did'nt give me a chance.&lt;br /&gt;All I got was your sarcastic bullshit.Like wtf?&lt;br /&gt;Than you say that I've been giving you crap?Fuck you la sial!&lt;br /&gt;Wurl!Kau ngan si pompan sundal tu pun sama la perangai.Dua2 suka wurl. .&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la eh. .Have it your way. .&lt;br /&gt;At least now I figured out why you told me you loved me.It was only because you were telling me what I wanted to hear from you.Because you know that I wanted you to tell me that you felt the same way. .Please la. Takmo nak step gerek la. Immature lil brat. .&lt;br /&gt;Fuck off and die for all I care. . Just pls dun give me trouble anymore la. .&lt;br /&gt;To me,you are no longer bella. .&lt;br /&gt;I don't want any trouble with my orgasm family.I want things to be the same. .&lt;br /&gt;Back before you came around. .Don't tell me any of them some shitty storey.I told you how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;At least you did'nt fall IN LOVE with me when I told you.If not you'd be emo-ing at one corner.&lt;br /&gt;But hey,I can see that you're doing better.&lt;br /&gt;So don't pretend that you're feeling all fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;Your life is soo fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;'I feel soo pathetic' I feel soo useless. .Idk why'&lt;br /&gt;Fucked up huh?&lt;br /&gt;Well ..That's just you.I'm telling the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama,papa,if you guys are reading this.I'm just telling you guys the truth. .&lt;br /&gt;I'll delete this post at the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys and I miss you guys sooo much ):&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back soon k?&lt;br /&gt;Take care of hanna.Hahha!Tell her that I got her something cute that she'll like c:&lt;br /&gt;I got you guys something too.Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-1810925753071600899?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1810925753071600899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=1810925753071600899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1810925753071600899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1810925753071600899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-you.html' title='I hate you'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-5979427184460956352</id><published>2009-07-15T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T01:11:14.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love my family soo much'/><title type='text'>family</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hey guys!Back again for another update.&lt;br /&gt;This time its about my family,no not my orgasm family,my real family.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. .&lt;br /&gt;I miss them soo much.&lt;br /&gt;I love them soo much.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my mum's screaming and cooking.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my dad ignoring me and always taking us all out to a great dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my sis and her chubby cheeks.Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Okokok. .&lt;br /&gt;I miss our family outings!Salalabis. .LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS THEM SOOOO MUCH!GODDAMMIT!&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT TO GO HOME AND GIVE THEM A BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIG HUG! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!&lt;br /&gt;Ps:I love my family c:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-5979427184460956352?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5979427184460956352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=5979427184460956352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/5979427184460956352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/5979427184460956352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/family.html' title='family'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-2801375120731750028</id><published>2009-07-13T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:40:20.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I got a date with a hot mama xD'/><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sls3mwF2HMI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ZvAlfK6IBrs/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sls3mwF2HMI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ZvAlfK6IBrs/s320/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357937320571313346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Say hello to my lil friend.Hahaha!Hey guys!Guess what?I got a date!LOL!Hahaha!I can't wait!Hehe^^  If any of you people got a problem with that?That bitch about it,I don't care.I don't see a reason to dwell in the past because it'll only come up and bite you in the ass in future.So yeah. .I'm sure you guys will get it. .&lt;br /&gt;I haven changed one bit people.I'm still the same friendly,funny,cheerful,will always be there for you Hakim.Hahaha!Believe me. .&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. .One last thing,I went to the gym and damn ..The girls there were awesome. .They were really friendly too.Hahaha!I like that c:&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. &lt;br /&gt;OHOHOH!1 LAST THING!Actually,a few last things.Hehe c:&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Orgasm Family!I miss kak Sasha,kak Belle,Mummy,Utt,Dust and Mira.I miss my family too!Gaaah!And lastly,I miss my friends,my real friends.Not the ones who stab you in the back friends.So yeap. .That's about it. Byee guys.&lt;br /&gt;Till the next update (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-2801375120731750028?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2801375120731750028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=2801375120731750028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2801375120731750028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2801375120731750028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey.html' title='hey'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sls3mwF2HMI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ZvAlfK6IBrs/s72-c/DSC00076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-8096033948722972068</id><published>2009-07-10T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T01:00:28.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry seems to be the hardest word'/><title type='text'>T.T</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SldAQ2TarII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/LhnOuygBgK4/s1600-h/beautiful-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SldAQ2TarII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/LhnOuygBgK4/s320/beautiful-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356820939979533442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Future Wife's going to look a lil bit like her c:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Slc_zK2IC3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/dPVJLSR9HVY/s1600-h/brookelle-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Slc_zK2IC3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/dPVJLSR9HVY/s320/brookelle-1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356820430097746802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damn. .She's soo hot^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Umm. .I think by the time1 I come back from Aussie,my hair will look like this guy,but fuckin' curly.LOL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SldFyJfMwzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-JqKdUxmZBM/s1600-h/118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SldFyJfMwzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-JqKdUxmZBM/s320/118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356827009623049010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-8096033948722972068?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8096033948722972068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=8096033948722972068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8096033948722972068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8096033948722972068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/tt.html' title='T.T'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SldAQ2TarII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/LhnOuygBgK4/s72-c/beautiful-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-2222195268960721333</id><published>2009-07-07T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T00:53:09.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='She loves me'/><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hello my fellow readers!&lt;br /&gt;How are you guys?Been doing great?If yes,than good for you c:  If no,I suggest finding a window and jump out of it.LOL!Just kidding xD  For some of you loved by me people-.-      The rest can just *click* off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. .Webcam with sayang yesterday.It was fun. .Seriously. .Well,its cold as hell here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dressed like and eskimomomomomo xP   Like seriously. .Its that cold here.LOL!I'm soo not used to the weather here.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!Kak sasha,sayang and utt,don't worry about it. .At least you made and effort to come to see me off c:&lt;br /&gt;I'm touched. .Really,I am. .&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. .&lt;br /&gt;I'll end here.&lt;br /&gt;I miss all my babies!See you when I get back from here alright?&lt;br /&gt;I'm following my cousin to her colledge later in the morning.Oooo. .Colledge girls here I come!Hahaha!Just kidding dear c;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-2222195268960721333?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2222195268960721333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=2222195268960721333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2222195268960721333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2222195268960721333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-2476337783274477628</id><published>2009-07-01T04:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T04:52:47.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oli Sykes'/><title type='text'>look alike</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hey guys!It's another all niter for me today.IDK what time I'm going to sleep today.So yeah. .I'm gonna blog about my so called look-alike.He's famous.He's got tattoos all over.He's in a band called Bring Me The Horizon.He's better looking than Alex Evans that's for sure.Oh!Lastly,people say we look alike.Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you guys be the judge of that statement.Here's some of his photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Skp5-HavFUI/AAAAAAAAAJo/kpm0VkbIbrI/s1600-h/bmth_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Skp5-HavFUI/AAAAAAAAAJo/kpm0VkbIbrI/s320/bmth_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353225215133291842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Skp6Nw1_zYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/tJkmoppk8ZM/s1600-h/ljkhlh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Skp6Nw1_zYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/tJkmoppk8ZM/s320/ljkhlh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353225483951525250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Skp6YEw6KKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/rWtWrI6q55o/s1600-h/oliver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Skp6YEw6KKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/rWtWrI6q55o/s320/oliver.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353225661097584802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Skp6lhN_ekI/AAAAAAAAAKA/EtPKx4M_KU8/s1600-h/oliver-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Skp6lhN_ekI/AAAAAAAAAKA/EtPKx4M_KU8/s320/oliver-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353225892074060354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you guys think?Do I look like him?Vote people!VOTE NOW AT MY TAGBOARD! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-2476337783274477628?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2476337783274477628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=2476337783274477628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2476337783274477628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2476337783274477628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/look-alike.html' title='look alike'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Skp5-HavFUI/AAAAAAAAAJo/kpm0VkbIbrI/s72-c/bmth_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-2094164658627186225</id><published>2009-06-30T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:50:25.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travis Rocks'/><title type='text'>drums</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Travis Barker is THE BEST DRUMMER!Here's a video of him doing a cover for Soulja Boi's hit,CRANK THAT!LOL! c:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RKQgDY0pZ68&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RKQgDY0pZ68&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-2094164658627186225?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2094164658627186225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=2094164658627186225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2094164658627186225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2094164658627186225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/drums.html' title='drums'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-2321896236281159589</id><published>2009-06-30T08:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:01:39.567+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WOOOOOHOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished the new game my dad my dad bought for us!In just 2 days!Hahahaha!The game was fun,plus gory,plus violent,plus interesting and plus many more pluses! xD&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. .I miss the orgasm family. .I hope you guys can make it on Saturday ):&lt;br /&gt;I also miss my friends. .Sigh. .And I especially miss my Bella..Haiyaya. .I hope you can make it this Saturday T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been staying up this past 2 nights playing the game,going online and thinking a lot about a lot of things.I'll be gone for 2 and a half months,so if anybody has something to say,speak now.I don't want any crap from any of you while I'm away for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. .Anyway,I camwhored earlier ;D&lt;br /&gt;I edited the pics but not soo much edits.Just a couple of minor edits.Here they are,you can also find them at my tagged account.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. .Listening to the song 'Toxic' by A Static Lullaby.It's the shit of the shit.Not the smelly,yucky,poopy shit.The cool,hardcore and rock my ass off shit!Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,here's the pictures I took and edited c;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SklhFZlXgsI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/rPZVmigDq4A/s1600-h/DSC00053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SklhFZlXgsI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/rPZVmigDq4A/s320/DSC00053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352916377501401794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SklhTy6DRAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/t3Q1GBnWl-Y/s1600-h/DSC00069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SklhTy6DRAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/t3Q1GBnWl-Y/s320/DSC00069.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352916624817210370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sklhfz1lW2I/AAAAAAAAAJg/VyTi_yBSLcw/s1600-h/DSC00083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sklhfz1lW2I/AAAAAAAAAJg/VyTi_yBSLcw/s320/DSC00083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352916831225338722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah,that's about it.Just a few more things to clear up.People now days are being soo hypocritical.When MJ was around,people called him a molester,a weirdo,a wannabe white guy and many other insults.Now that he's gone,they all claim that they liked him,they'll miss him and all the other bullshit.All of these kind of people should just 'beat it'!Seriously,the world do not need people like that.Like seriously. .Why am I saying all this?Because of 1 reason.I myself am a MJ fan.I may mention it in my blog or mention him when I'm hanging out with my friends,but yeah. .I'm a fan of MJ.&lt;br /&gt;If any of you people have a problem with that,I suggest you type down your REAL name and tag my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.Glad that I got that outta my system.God bless his soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-2321896236281159589?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2321896236281159589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=2321896236281159589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2321896236281159589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2321896236281159589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/yay.html' title='yay'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SklhFZlXgsI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/rPZVmigDq4A/s72-c/DSC00053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-8902686829576343860</id><published>2009-06-22T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:02:35.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitter Heart of mine'/><title type='text'>yuna</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm soo addicted to Yuna and Zee Avi thanks to my dear kambing,Nana.&lt;br /&gt;We talked about kissing and lalala and wahahaha and gahahaha.Hahahaha! xD&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. .I miss her alot. .&lt;br /&gt;And to Mira,I'm glad you loved your present c:&lt;br /&gt;Ok. .Orgasm Family went out,and I could'nt make it. .Oh well. .Maybe next time alright?&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. .HAPPY BELATED FATHER'S DAY!Eventhough you dont trust me anymore,that's your problem and ILY dad(:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! XD&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. .That's about it. .Here's some vids of Yuna and Zee Avi.Enjoy^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitter Heart(I sang this song with Nana c:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1m16nx7Zqm0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1m16nx7Zqm0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rocket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qTEQNw50hFw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qTEQNw50hFw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dan Sebenarnya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GCu_l26QfYE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GCu_l26QfYE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cinta Sempurna(Nana's favourite song)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-XcSsYpFoeo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-XcSsYpFoeo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-8902686829576343860?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8902686829576343860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=8902686829576343860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8902686829576343860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8902686829576343860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/yuna.html' title='yuna'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-845906785438812244</id><published>2009-06-14T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:04:23.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My random-mest post ever  xD'/><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SjUfLuq3oxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/gUeZ75_yg9I/s1600-h/000j0531LNd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SjUfLuq3oxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/gUeZ75_yg9I/s320/000j0531LNd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347214418939192082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm bored. .So let's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Like my grandma always said,"When in doubt,BLOG!" xD&lt;br /&gt;Okay,that was random.Hahaha!But my blog is even more random.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna blog about my friends and my 'friends'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life,you're bound to make friends and 'friends'.&lt;br /&gt;Friends are the people who would stick by you through thick and thin,tell you honestly if you did something to piss them off and not talk behind your back about it,will make sure that you have a great time when you go out with them,will try to make you happy,will admit if they did anything wrong,will tell the truth even if it hurts you and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just as things seem soo good and your life is perfect,you start to make 'friends'.These are the kind of people who befriend you just to step all over you,to backstab you or to simply hurt you.These are the people who pretend to be your friends,who don't appreciate a single thing that you do,they wanna see you get hurt and they give the lamest advice,wants to have everything that you have,tries to take away whoever that you're interested in and simply lies just about everything.I know someone who fits this just nice.Do you know who you are?You're the same person I blogged about on the 5th of June.You fucker! c:&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!You fucking backstabber!You fucking liar!You fucking poser!You're a fucking flirt!That means ladies,don't fall for his 'sweet talking' or his 'romeo composure' or whatever crap.From what I hear from most girls,you noobs think that he's 'cute'?&lt;br /&gt;*Pukes*  Trust me sister,he may look 'cute' and whatever CRAP,but once you're with him,you're considered dead.&lt;br /&gt;He'll suck all the money out of your purses,he'll use you to satisfy his needs and than once he's had enough 'fun',he gives you this shitty attitude and purposely make you wanna give up on him.That's just what he wants you girls to do.Afterwards,he goes for his next victim,and this cycle just goes on and on and on until 1 fine day,the ALMIGHTY decides to pull the plug on him.Hahaha!Kwakwakwa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. .That's my random post.Tell me how you guys feel about it on my tagboard c:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byee and takecare&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI,I was enjoying myself when I typed that post,and now,I'm having a similar feeling.Nyehehehehe xp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-845906785438812244?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/845906785438812244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=845906785438812244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/845906785438812244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/845906785438812244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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guys!I'm flying to KL tomorrow.Will be back by next Tuesday.So I just wanna say say I'll miss alooot of people,especially my 'family'.Mira blogged about me!Yay!Well actually,I asked her to blog about me^^ So thank you!To know more about the post,read up her log.She's at my links.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll end here and I promise I'll blog again when I get back from KL.Bye guys and behave while I'm gone c;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-8598853229227124849?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8598853229227124849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=8598853229227124849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8598853229227124849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8598853229227124849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog.html' title='blog'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SjJnkvRMUxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ejfn4Fd5lNc/s72-c/DSC00014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-4703087088651942247</id><published>2009-06-10T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:38:04.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NeverShoutNever'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Si-MTJefHyI/AAAAAAAAAII/ylf-4pLaGrg/s1600-h/bubble.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Si-MTJefHyI/AAAAAAAAAII/ylf-4pLaGrg/s320/bubble.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345645543301259042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hey guys.Just dropping by to promote my new favorite artist,NeverShoutNever.&lt;br /&gt;Besides having great hair,his music's great and I hope you guys like this song as much as I do c:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PkxBrBIxxlM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PkxBrBIxxlM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-4703087088651942247?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4703087088651942247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=4703087088651942247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4703087088651942247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4703087088651942247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Si-MTJefHyI/AAAAAAAAAII/ylf-4pLaGrg/s72-c/bubble.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-755031076919949077</id><published>2009-06-10T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:17:58.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored to Death'/><title type='text'>funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Was bored so I went Youtube-ing and found lots of funny,videos of people doing stupid stuff or simply stupid videos of people being stupid.Hahaha!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention to all Jonas Brothers Fans!Here's a funny and disturbing video of Joe Jonas being completely ridiculous and well. .Freaking disturbing -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rP-KFnYg6Hw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rP-KFnYg6Hw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Here's a video from Smosh.A dedication to all the guys out there who ave no idea how to act on their first date.ENJOY^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p_HQqHLdjvQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p_HQqHLdjvQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lastly,another video from Smosh.For those people who lovee to eat burgers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pIl12LyuSmI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pIl12LyuSmI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-755031076919949077?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/755031076919949077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=755031076919949077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/755031076919949077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/755031076919949077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/funny.html' title='funny'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-7245529281611897983</id><published>2009-06-08T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:19:40.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xoxo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Siz4vzY6WDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/SBYmi8hcslc/s1600-h/ooo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Siz4vzY6WDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/SBYmi8hcslc/s320/ooo.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344920357914171442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OMG! I LOVE HIS HAIR! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys!I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;What I did on saturday?Hmm. .That's a very good question^^&lt;br /&gt;Well,I went out with my orgasm family except for mummy.She could'nt make it ):&lt;br /&gt;I finally met Mira!OMG!Hahaha!I was soo looking forward to it!So for short,we all had a great time.Oh!We eventually met up with Faizal in the end.He's my 'adek' in my 'family'^^&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we can all go out together as one.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to upload the pics from that day but,I'm lazy!Nyehehehe Xp&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in my next post.Maybe. . Hehehe c:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to KL this Saturday till next Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be heading to Batam on the following Thursday till the next day(Friday)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to Australia on the 4th of July till 13th September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. .I'm going to miss you guys. . Except for some people. .I'm glad I'll be away from some people but it saddens me that I'll be away from the people that I love and will definetely miss a whole bunch! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time folks.Take care and see ya!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-7245529281611897983?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7245529281611897983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=7245529281611897983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7245529281611897983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7245529281611897983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg-i-love-his-hair-xd-hey-guysim-back.html' title=''/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Siz4vzY6WDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/SBYmi8hcslc/s72-c/ooo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-4397362519548898257</id><published>2009-06-05T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:15:52.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I wasted 13 years of my life on you'/><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hey guys!Been a long time since I blogged huh?Well sorry guys. . I've been really busy. .I got a few things to share with you,my dear readers c:&lt;br /&gt;I got someone special in my life,someone new and completely different from the rest of those girls I used to go out with.The one thing that surprises me is the fact that I haven met her yet.LOL!My god sister introduced me to her but its not an official.So she's my virtual admirer for now.She saw my photos on my tagged account and boy oh boy,she loved what she saw.Hehe^^   The comments she gave me made me smile my cheeks out XD&lt;br /&gt;When I saw he photo,I was like,Woah. .Mamamiya!Damn. . Wow. . I think I'm in love again. . Hahahaha! XD  But I'm not in love,yet ;)  But for now,I think I'll just take it slow and not hold my hopes soo high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I wanna clear out.Here's a message to my 'brother'&lt;br /&gt;First,you took her away from me.You broke countless of promises.For example,you promised me that you would'nt hit her,but you did anyways.You fucker.I had to find out from the others.I swear I feel like beating the fuck out of you,but that's in the past so I'll turn a blind eye towards that incident. Recently,you took another away from me.When will you start looking for your own girls instead of taking away other peoples girls.WTF is wrong with you huh?And you act as if you did nothing wrong.You are a big jerk man.I regret calling you my brother.Tak guna langsong. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.That's about it.Oh and bro,don't you think of taking away the girl I'm currently seeing away,because there is no chance of you doing so.&lt;br /&gt;Bitch. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-4397362519548898257?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4397362519548898257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=4397362519548898257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4397362519548898257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4397362519548898257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-103445090011733168</id><published>2009-05-01T01:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T02:22:59.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I got scratched by a putty cat o.o'/><title type='text'>wooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SfnsTIYTkGI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rYH9mRrt0-Y/s1600-h/DSC00126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SfnsTIYTkGI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rYH9mRrt0-Y/s320/DSC00126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330551447380791394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hmm. . Where do I start. . Oh! Went to school,ended school,slack for awhile. Went to the gym with Siq. Speaking of that bugger. . After we finished working out,I sang the song, She will be loved by Maroon 5. I thought it did'nt sound that bad. So we joked about Singapore Idol. I asked Siq to judge my voice on a scale of 1 till 10. The fucker gave me a 1 and a half. . I was like -.-   But we laughed about it and talked about American Idol on the way home. I got scratched by a mama cat because I got to close to her. Damn bitch! LOL! Kidding. . I got a scar to prove it too. On my index finger. My itchy finger. I call it my itchy finger because it has an itch to. . Urr. . A hunger to. . Wait wait wait.. A desire to. . Umm. . Oh. . That's bad. . NAUGHTY FINGER ^^&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm you-tubing about random stuff. . But I stopped and had a moment. . I stoned at the search bar for almost 5 minute,and than it hit it! Why don't I let my darling Rin serenade me with her angelic voice?! Ahh. . Rin. . She's hot. . Nana K. if you're reading this,let me tell you that Rin is HAWT! She's GORGEOUS! She's SEXY..&lt;br /&gt;Ooooo~&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha! So I searched Rin on the Rox. Idk about Rox but. . She needs to control her nostrils a little more when she sings. Seriously . .&lt;br /&gt;I have this video footage below as proof. Without any further interruptions,let me introduce my darling Rin and Rox -.-  Oh! Rin is on the left and Rox is on the right. FYI to all noobs that are about to watch the video XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PJUyJJT3Oc4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PJUyJJT3Oc4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-103445090011733168?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/103445090011733168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=103445090011733168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/103445090011733168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/103445090011733168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/wooo.html' title='wooo'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SfnsTIYTkGI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rYH9mRrt0-Y/s72-c/DSC00126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-4668852655535978264</id><published>2009-04-26T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:30:10.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forgiveness&apos; a Bitch'/><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SfRbMcRb-aI/AAAAAAAAAHw/P__vj3h5Ahs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328984528392026530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SfRbMcRb-aI/AAAAAAAAAHw/P__vj3h5Ahs/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Max Green,bass guitarist from Escaape The Fate^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its been a really long time since I posted something. . People are starting to miss me. . Oh well. . Sorry guys for MIA-ing for such a long time. . I just needed time to think things,alot of things. . So I hope you guys understand. . Well,to that person who made me think things,did I mention alot of things? Yeah I did. . Well,I forgive you. . I don't the point of holding a grudge againts you. Its a total waste of my time. Honestly,next time if you wanna 'perangai' with someone,please don't vent all your anger on me just because you see soo much of that certain someone in me. Let me set your mindset straight,I AM NOT THAT PERSON. Got it? That was not a 'good' reason for you to say such a thing to me. WTF? But,what's done is done. We can't possibly go back in time undo that crap? So maybe I'll come down one day. That is a promise. I'll come alone. You don't have to worry about 'THAT CERTAIN SOMEONE'. Ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;So yeah. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Enough of all that. Time to move forward. Here's the news of my whereabouts today. I went to IMM with my beloved family to eat at BaliThai. I ate soo much that I felt like a pregnant woman after I was done. My nose was freakin' sensitive. Made me wanna puke all the food back out. But I held in there strong. Went home afterwards and rested for abit because I had to go jamming later at 5. I play bass guys! Woohoo! I was like Max Green at the Jamming Studio which was at Chinese Gardens. Hahaha! Me and friends were practicing for my school talent show,which was in September. Hahaha! No harm in perfecting our performance right? So we played a couple of songs. Here's a list for you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;-Your Gurdian Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;-Hey There Delilah(cover)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;-Valentine(My friend's song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;-Lady Marmalade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;So yeah. . We jammed from 5 to 6.It was fun. . Next jamming session is in 2 weeks time. Better practice till than. . So yeah. . You guys wanna see Max Green in action? No? I don't give a damn! Hwahwahwa! XD     Here's a video of Escape The Fate. Enjoy Bitches!  xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/USriZAMR2nA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/USriZAMR2nA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-4668852655535978264?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4668852655535978264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=4668852655535978264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4668852655535978264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4668852655535978264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/whatever.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SfRbMcRb-aI/AAAAAAAAAHw/P__vj3h5Ahs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-3712154365611692034</id><published>2009-04-09T23:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:37:33.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fuck you'/><title type='text'>Fuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sd4hC4aq5CI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SZfedB22rjM/s1600-h/girl-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sd4hC4aq5CI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SZfedB22rjM/s320/girl-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322728142986208290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alright!Alright!Alright!I just had to blog about this. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st of all,Let me point out to you guys that am not GAY!Alright?I'm just metro-sexual. For all you noobs and losers who don't have a clue what the fuck that means,it means that I care how I look like.I like to be fashionably ready for an outing.Alright?Sheesh. . I love girls man! Did'nt I prove that in the last 2 posts? I bet you morons don't even bother to read the whole god damn post -.- (Diffrent Person&lt;s&gt;)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd,it does'nt mean if I have a Vampire Freaks account means I'm emo or Goth. No! I ain't emo or goth! I'm juat your normal,average,straight scene kid alright? So I wear fitting black t-shirts or fitting band t-shirts,or even my jeans are tighter than your sister's jeans does'nt mean I'm emo.Like umm. .HELLO! Is'nt that what scene kids where? Scene kids and Emo kids are 2 very diffrent things. The only things that are similiar is the clothes we wear and how our hair is styled. Alright? (Diffrent Person)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd,I have soo fucking moved on.Like. . Hello! Its been like what,urr. . a few months now? Don't you think I've moved on? Huh? Hmm? Jackass. . So yeah. .Why would you even wanna make such a lame accusation? Plus,you brought up all this old,'cut myself',sad stories from the past. What are you trying to do? Make me feel sad? Make me feel guilty? Well,let me tell you this,I'm done being sad,alright? But I still bare the guilt in me. Does this satisfy you? Huh? Is all of this enough to satify that damn,bloated head of yours? (Diffrent Person)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lastly,I don't need a friend like you. You wanna know why? I have helped you throughout all your pain and suffering an dall I got was a bitch who would backstab me in the end. Its like all my precious time and effort have all gon eto waste. . It really has. . You disgust me. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;(Diffrent person)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh! One last thing to all you haters. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCK YOU!   FUCK OFF AND LEAVE ME ALONE GOD DAMMIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-3712154365611692034?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3712154365611692034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=3712154365611692034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3712154365611692034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3712154365611692034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/fuck.html' title='Fuck'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sd4hC4aq5CI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SZfedB22rjM/s72-c/girl-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-7553335511452097317</id><published>2009-04-09T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:56:22.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rockin Rolla'/><title type='text'>smosh</title><content type='html'>Oh!Oh!Oh!You guys have gotta check out Smosh!They are awesome! XD&lt;br /&gt;Here's a couple of videos from them.Enjoy ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only they me me about sex this way in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R_6ItxioUco&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R_6ItxioUco&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,I still love Obama but I hate that other old big,fat baby.Hahaha! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eew5OS83D-I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eew5OS83D-I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformers Never Sounded Soo Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0_T-RGXKGS8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0_T-RGXKGS8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-7553335511452097317?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7553335511452097317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=7553335511452097317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7553335511452097317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7553335511452097317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/smosh.html' title='smosh'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-1078427804642017808</id><published>2009-04-09T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:59:45.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guys like that should die'/><title type='text'>Guy's Who Hit Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sd3-ZhxuK5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/QAsbfgvtsyc/s1600-h/bubbles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sd3-ZhxuK5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/QAsbfgvtsyc/s320/bubbles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322690049138895762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hey there people! I'm here to blog about how I feel about the idea of a guy beating up a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Hmm. .Do you people despise guys who would even dare to do such a thing to a girl.I mean. .Hello. .Earth to DUMBO,you do know she's a girl right? Why don't you beat a up a guy your size?Me maybe?Come on than. .I got all the time in the world to beat you up. . Guys like you should just DIE and FUCK OFF and SHOULD CUT OFF THEIR DICKS OFF BECAUSE GUYS LIKE YOU ARE A DISGRACE honestly. . Faggots -.-  DO you ladies agree with me? Speak up your mind by SPAMMING my tagboard with your feelings towards this issue. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;So I made a video about how I felt about this issue.I could'nt sleep and I was bored so umm. . Do the math (; Here it is but I must warn you,I sound like a gay MAN and my voice is kinda not clear. . So you guys have really gotta amp up the volume on your computer or laptop or notebook or whatever shit thingy you are using to read my blog. Here it is. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;But the sad thing is,I can't upload the video. .So it sucks but LET ME TELL YOU GUYS SOMETHING. .I POURED MY HEART OUT IN THAT VIDEO. .AND I SPECIFICALLY SAID THAT I HATE CHRIS BROWN NOW!I DID'NT EVEN LIKE HIM!i guess. .IF HE WAS HERE I'D SMACK HIS HEAD FROM WALL TO WALL! ROFL! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Well. . Talking about me being gay reminds me soo much of my best bitch,Nurul Mardiah the Jonas Brothers Groopie.Hahahaha!I tell you,she is like a stalker.Its like she knows everything about the Jo Bros.Hahaha!But I still love her (: and I miss her alooooot ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Hahaha!I also remembered something,I have a date with her,a shopping date.Hahaha!Since last year but oh well. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;So I'll end here by saying goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Give me a good night kiss ladies don't be shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;You guys are afraid off me I wonder why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;What's that on my face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;A ZIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;No wonder why ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Hahhaha!Byee guys and girls.Oh and guys,take care of your woman. .Because they are just awesome!Like Rin from Rin on the Rox on Youtube! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-1078427804642017808?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1078427804642017808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=1078427804642017808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1078427804642017808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1078427804642017808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/guys-who-hit-girls.html' title='Guy&apos;s Who Hit Girls'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sd3-ZhxuK5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/QAsbfgvtsyc/s72-c/bubbles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-549246708388581110</id><published>2009-04-05T02:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T02:43:02.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Did I mention that Rin is HOT? XD'/><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey there guys!Long time no post. .Hehe. .Sorry. .I've been busy. .Really busy. .Very busy. .Did I mention that I have been really,very busy?Hahaha!Okk. .Stop it Hakim. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm chatting with my beloved Life Kambing A.K.A Hannah Mariah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SdenHROd5YI/AAAAAAAAAHY/L4SiHviVaC8/s1600-h/DSC_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SdenHROd5YI/AAAAAAAAAHY/L4SiHviVaC8/s320/DSC_0076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320905228086535554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;For all you noobs who don't have a freaking clue who Hannah Mariah A.K.A Nana(I forgot to mention that),she's the one in green.No guys,not the  tall,dark,handsome with a sexy smile one.The chubby one in the centre!Hehehe^^ So yeah. .We're just bitchin' about stuff and catching up.Been a really long time since I've chat-ted with her.Oh well. .I'm going to make full use of this oppurtunity to interrogate her!Sooon,all her secrets will be mine!Hahahaha! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;I was also youtube-bing for random videos of people singing songs.So I happen to find myself looking at 2 HOT girls singing a cover of 'I Kissed A Girl' by katy perry.Like OH-MY-GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;One was Rin and the other was Rox and they call themselves Rin on the Rox.Cool?Hahaha!Yeah Baby!Did I mention to you guys that they are hot?But Rin is the hotter one.She's always on the left of the video.The URL that I'm about to show you is going to show you guys a video that is going to show you guys their video of them singing a cover for 'If I Were A Boy' by Beyonce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zHPQdQ2fEkU&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Gogogo and see guys!Rin is hot!Hot!Hot!Hot!Hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;I have been bugging Nana from just now about Rin so yeah.. .Sorry. . I do that for your own good and the fact that I love you.Hahahaha! WTF? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okok. .Its freakin' late and I'm full of energy thanks to Rin.Ahhhh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Rin. .Rin darling. .Rin-ney~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Wow. .Okok. .I'll end here but before I end,did I mention that Rin is HOT! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-549246708388581110?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/549246708388581110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=549246708388581110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/549246708388581110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/549246708388581110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey.html' title='hey'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SdenHROd5YI/AAAAAAAAAHY/L4SiHviVaC8/s72-c/DSC_0076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-8875745239366392374</id><published>2009-03-27T23:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T00:22:22.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Save our planet earth'/><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SczxzLLtDzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/01cxUlMnxms/s1600-h/Boredom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SczxzLLtDzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/01cxUlMnxms/s320/Boredom.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317891121495215922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Hey there guys!Yesterday was a fun day.You guys wanna know why?Hehehe^^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I went to sentosa with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;my course-mates!Weeee~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;It was soo fun and painful.The reason why I said it was painful is,I rolled down a sand hill with my friend and we clashed and I  cut my palm and scratched my chest while my friend just cut his wrist.Hahaha!Painful?Yes.Dizzy?Yes.Laughed like crazy afterwards?Hell yeah! XD&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt; like a girl. .But I'm just too shy to admit who. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I think I like this girl. .Its a crush from out of the blue. .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I think I like this girl. .You girls wanna know who?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's someone special. .But I can't tell you(;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;So here's an apology from the heart. .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Don't worry. .Its not from my sexy,lil butt XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;What did you guys think?Hahaha!That was freaking random.Oh well. .I can give you 1 lil hint.She thinks my eyes are sexy.Hahaha!She said its because I have long curly eye lashes.Wow. .I can't believe it. .But hey. .What to do. .I was born with sexy eyes.Hehehe^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Alright,my friend wants to know my secret.The secret to get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;ting a body like mine.The secret is. .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-100 sit-ups a day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-100 push-ups a day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-50 weighted sit-ups a day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;-100 crunches a day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3 sets of 20 reps bench presses a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;That's my secret.Don't believe?You try it on for yourself.Do this for a month non-stop and you can see the results.I mean it. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'll end here. .&lt;br /&gt;Till next time guys.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Remember to off your lights for an hour tomorrow.Do it because a hippie told you to do it and do it for our beloved planet.Bless mother nature!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Have a hippie-licious day guys(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Scz8Q8f4C8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RI5OScPm5UA/s1600-h/Peace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Scz8Q8f4C8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RI5OScPm5UA/s320/Peace.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317902628065643458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PEACE! (:&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/2721041285245244544-8875745239366392374?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8875745239366392374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=8875745239366392374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8875745239366392374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8875745239366392374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SczxzLLtDzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/01cxUlMnxms/s72-c/Boredom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-7173884002707396367</id><published>2009-03-23T19:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:46:39.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Durian gets me flying flying like a butterfly XD'/><title type='text'>Deeply Empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Scd6QKmf0zI/AAAAAAAAAHA/LiR62C4-0CM/s1600-h/ROCK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Scd6QKmf0zI/AAAAAAAAAHA/LiR62C4-0CM/s320/ROCK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316352303276479282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss my old hair):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey guys.Being hippie rocks!Hehehe^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alright. .Here I go. Been exercising alot these past few days.I gotta stay in good shape for all of "you" people (; Hahaha! I've also been hanging out and spending alot of time with friends lately and family.I went out to town with my family to town yesterday.It was fun.We went to a hotel near Fareast and ate Durian delicacies.At first I thought,"OMG!Durian. .I know I shouldn't,but its been such a long time since I ate durian and felt the effects of durian. ."Hahaha!If you all must know,durian gets me in the mood.Hehehe^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I bought myself a new belt too!Its soo rockin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wow. .Durian is like ecstasy to me. .Hahaha!I've also been listening to alot of Secondhand Serenade songs too.heck!I even asked my dada to download both of their albums and put them in my I pod.Hahaha!The songs are just soo heart warming and soo meaningful.Hahaha!I sound soo sensitive. .Ok Hakim. .Stop it. .I had a couple of favorite songs before.I'll list them down for you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-Awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-Like A Knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-Pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My new favorite song is Stranger.Strange?Oh well. .Its a nice. .Here's the lyrics to the song and the URL to view the song on Youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Turn Around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Turn Around and fix your eye in my direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;So there is a connection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I can't speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I can't make a sound to somehow capture your attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'm staring at perfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Take a look at me so you can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;How beautiful you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;You call me a stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;You say I'm a danger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;But all these thoughts are leaving you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'm broke and abandoned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;You are an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Making all my dreams come true tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'm confident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;But I can't pretend I wasn't terrified to meet you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I knew you could see right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I saw my life flash right before my very eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;And I knew just what we'd turn into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I was hopeing that you could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Take a look at me so you can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;You call me a stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;You say I'm a danger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;But all these thoughts are leaving you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'm broke and abandoned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;You are an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Making all my dreams come true tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;You are an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Making all my dreams come true tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Take a look at me so you can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;How beautiful you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;[x4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Your beauty seems so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'd have to write a thousand songs to make you comprehend how beautiful you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I know that I can't make you stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;But I would give my final breathe to make you understand how beautiful you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Understand how beautiful you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;You call me a stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;You say I'm a danger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;But all these thoughts are leaving you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'm broke and abandoned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;You are an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Making all my dreams come true tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;You call me a stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;You say I'm a danger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;You call me a stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Url-http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mcKq8JCFB-o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sure you guys will love it.Wow. .Imagine me singing this song to a hot,hippie,total stranger(Its a girl.Like Duh-.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's my post.I'll keep you guys updated soon.Byee and have a hippie and happy day (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-7173884002707396367?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7173884002707396367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=7173884002707396367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7173884002707396367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7173884002707396367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/deeply-empty.html' title='Deeply Empty'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Scd6QKmf0zI/AAAAAAAAAHA/LiR62C4-0CM/s72-c/ROCK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-1442653288908915757</id><published>2009-03-14T05:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T06:29:13.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I miss my lil piece of heaven'/><title type='text'>empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sbrdz6J0lzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/PcNaOZNCHZM/s1600-h/94f87dbaa60d4eec3938c40cfc3beb091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312802594290439986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sbrdz6J0lzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/PcNaOZNCHZM/s320/94f87dbaa60d4eec3938c40cfc3beb091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm. . Where do I start. .Yesterday was I really upsy downsy day.Firstly,this week does'nt suck that bad.Secondly,I am currently missing someone soo much till I cried.Lastly,I did something really freaky awkward with my best bitch.If she's readng this,she'd be laughing her ass off and say O-M-G!Hahahaha!But seriously,to add it all up,this week kinda sucked a lil. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to school like usual,met up with Alip,Rizal and Naufal at the MRT station,finnished school at 12,went to the canteen to grab a quick bite and minggled around for awhile,traded PE shirts with a girl name Wan Ting( her shirt size was M and mind was S. Oh!She's hot(: ),went for prayers,afterwards went to Amin's place to change clothes.Had to wait for the faggot to shower and get dressed before going for his CSO.After he went off,I slacked around Nuhyool's block with Nabil,Keisyah,Dickie,Zainul,Pet and Nuhyool.While waiting for Amin to return from his CSO,the rest of us played truth or dare.It was fun.Hehehe^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone had to do stupid things either to the same sex or the opposite sex.I only enjoyed the opposite sex so that proved that Im not gay!Wooohooo!But Pet is,The reason is,Dickie dared him to go to the middle of the road and shout I'M GAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Idiot-.- Hahahahaha! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;When Amin came back from his CSO,we headed to Lot 1 to eat but unfortunately,I had no money,so I was starving al the way.When we reached Lot 1,I saw my old brother.Wr chatted for awhile and afterwards I went back with the rest,but before I could,I saw my bestest bitch(Nurul Mardiah).I miss her soo much!Gaaaah!She was her cousin,I think &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;We chatted for awhile and I introduced myself to the girl who I think was her cousin.She was kinda cute^^ Hehehe. .And just when things were'nt good enough,I saw Faree and Maisarah.I just gave them a smile and I was off.Amin and the rest finally decided where to eat.They wanted to buy the 2 dollar Nasi Lemak at Ananas Cafe.I was like. .Dood. .We went in than now we have to go out again. .Nice-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;As if that was'nt bad enough,they could'nt decid whether they should walk or take the bus back.I was seriousy ticked off by than.When they decided to walk,I was the first to walk away from Lot 1.I don't know why,I was feeling sad and had to listen to the song like a knife by secondhand seranade all the way to the place where we were slacking.I kept telling mysef I missed her almost all the way.I even cried half-way.Sigh. .I don't know what's wrong with me. .I did'nt even turn back to see if Amin and the rest were following me or not.I just felt that I need some alone time. .Sigh. .I'll end my post here by saying this.I'm sorry for all the stupid things I've done.Maybe things would have worked out perfectly if I had'nt done those stupid things. I'd give my heart to you. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;And 1 last random comment. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I KISSED A GIRL AND I LIKED IT! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-1442653288908915757?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1442653288908915757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=1442653288908915757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1442653288908915757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1442653288908915757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/empty.html' title='empty'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sbrdz6J0lzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/PcNaOZNCHZM/s72-c/94f87dbaa60d4eec3938c40cfc3beb091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-2966089314261440289</id><published>2009-03-04T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:19:07.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m everyone&apos;s toy boy right? -.-'/><title type='text'>Tears of Confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sa6IFdjuLCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/18cinVRi89M/s1600-h/TearsOfBlood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sa6IFdjuLCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/18cinVRi89M/s320/TearsOfBlood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309330638131571746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I feel like crying myself to death. .I wish I could cry out blood for all you people to see. .If you guys think I'm creepy,than you guys can just fuck off. .I don't give a damn right now. . If I don't interact with you guys and I'm 'emo-ing' or whatever fuck you guys call it in one corner,just leave me alone,don't bother asking if I'm okay because I'm obviously not okay. .Alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you guys happen to see me at town or anywhere,don't forget to say hi.I may not say hi back,but I'll acknowledge your greeting with a smile.I'll hide behind my 'smiles' and my 'laughter' for the moment.If you guys are truly my friends,than you can see the difference.Don't worry guys,I don't want to bother you guys with my problems.Just go about your business and I'll go about with mind. .But if you guys insists on helping me,than I'll gladly welcome you with open arms.Alright. .That's about it for that topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next is a random topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just realized that I'm like a toy boy to almost all of my ex's.Its like this,girlfriend gets a new toy.Plays with it,cares for it,loves it to death than when a better toy comes up,she leaves the old toy for the new one.I mean,damn. .Heartless bitches. .Sooo suck man. . I should play safe next time.Find a girl who plays a fair role in the relationship.I treat her to dinner than she can suprise me with a dinner of her own the next time we go out or when I hangout at her place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Find a girl that understands me to the extend that she can tell what's my next move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Find a girl that is faithfull till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Find a matured thinking girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Find a girl who has the same whacky attitude I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Find a girl who practically shared all her serious problems with me because she knows I could'nt be bothered with small childish problems which lead to another small childish problem.Unless she needs help in picking out what to wear for our date(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Find a girl who's parents would love me to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wow. .I wish there was a girl like that. .I'm sure there is,but its just soo rare to find girls like that.Most girls just wanna have 'fun' -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hahaha. .(sacarstic laughter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh yeah!One last thing!Advice to all you guys,don't pass your girl's number to your friend,because honestly,you'll get hooked in a love triangle than you can tell the girl to keep her love lockdown and you can be like me!Sad and depressed. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hope I have a hippie-licious dream later^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't wait to go to sleep,but the thing is,I am finding it soo hard to sleep. .You guys know why. .Oh well. .I'll have panda eyes in the morning than. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;If anyone has a problem with this post,bitch about it on my taggy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Byee and be hippie XD&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/2721041285245244544-2966089314261440289?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2966089314261440289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=2966089314261440289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2966089314261440289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2966089314261440289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/tears-of-confusion.html' title='Tears of Confusion'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/Sa6IFdjuLCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/18cinVRi89M/s72-c/TearsOfBlood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-4593031506873004755</id><published>2009-02-28T14:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T14:42:56.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be happy Be hippie'/><title type='text'>The wind cries mary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SajaiTlxR5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/GIlSGLBnFXE/s1600-h/hippie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307732443765229458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SajaiTlxR5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/GIlSGLBnFXE/s320/hippie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah man!That's what I'm talking about.Feeling great!I know..You guys must think I'm wierd..But hey,what's the point of being sad?Just be happy!Be hippie! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307733282152011810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SajbTG0wWCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/taJMvs6u93I/s320/behippie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahaha! xp I've been checking out hippie pictures on photobucket and I find most of them cute(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But there were some posers uploading pictures of themselves.Idiots -.- What's worst than a wanker is a poser.Both of them actually have the same meanings but hey,wanker sounds waaaay cooler than poser.LOL! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So here I am,I haven shower yet because I just woke up like,thirty minutes ago.Hahaha!I suddenly have the urge to blog.I hope I don't become a blog-a-holic.Hahaha!^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll end here.I wanna shower and get squeeky clean(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Byee and tc!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-4593031506873004755?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4593031506873004755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=4593031506873004755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4593031506873004755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4593031506873004755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/wind-cries-mary.html' title='The wind cries mary'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SajaiTlxR5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/GIlSGLBnFXE/s72-c/hippie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-2260551294960328381</id><published>2009-02-28T02:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T02:26:48.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As You Wish'/><title type='text'>My Mnd Is Blank</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I seriously don't get it. .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't kno what to do. .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't pretend to be happy all the time. . Till when must I stop pretending?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well,you've made your decision.So I guess I'll just respect it and go with the flow. .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh by the way,that's not my ring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But enough of this emo crap. .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to be hippie if I'm sad all the time.Sheesh -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So let's change the topic.I went to school like normal.After prayers,hang around with MinMin and Alep.Played a few games of poker.I was being such a pain in the ass while playing poker.Everytime someone puts a card bigger than mine,I'll make the owl sound,the'flash' sound or I'll even say."I tell my mother than you know.My mother is mother nature you know!" XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But the funniest part was when we were looking for a place to hang out.I tried being a hippie.I hugged trees,I kissed their leaves,I talked to them,I flirted with them and the funniest of all is when I asked them if they wanted to smoke marijuana with me xp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, had to do something right?Oh yeah!Ayesha said that she missed me and is being totally random.Hahaha!Oh well. . What to do?Tell her I miss her too la idiots!Sheesh -.- But seriously, was'nt flirting around with her,because to be honest,I miss her. . So yeah. .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-2260551294960328381?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2260551294960328381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=2260551294960328381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2260551294960328381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2260551294960328381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-mnd-is-blank.html' title='My Mnd Is Blank'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-6694407975220656792</id><published>2009-02-20T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:10:36.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace my brother -.-'/><title type='text'>Sweeeeet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This week has been really stressfull..First of all,I have lifeguard training on Tuesday,Thursday and Saturday everyweek!Grrr..Worst still,it starts at 8pm,which means the water is damn cold.If the water is warm,than that means its like totally time to get out of the water or move away from the warm area because obviously someone peed.Eww..That's gross..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I guess Saturday's the only day I get to excercise like crazy because I have cross country training in the morning till noonand like I mentioned earlier,I have lifeguard training at night and to make matters worst,its at Clementi -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wow...But lucky for me,I have someone to accompany me after my lifeguard training.Yay!I don't have to go home alone! XD I am soo lucky...Like seriously...The person that's gonna accompany me is..Umm..You know what..I'm just gonna say that the person is a girl (: I still can't tell you guys who the hell she is.If you guys know than keepit to yourself you sons of bitches!LOL!Just kidding (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So tommorow's plan is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-wake up at 7.30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-leave by 7.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-meet Amin at yew tee at 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-reach school by 8.30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-start cross country training by 8.45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-finnish training by 12 plus to 1 plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-slack around for awhile till 6 plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-go home shower,change clothes,packmy lifeguard stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-leave house by 7.30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-reach clementi swimming complex by 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-start training by 8.05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-end at around 10 plus(cpr training after swimming)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-go home by 11 plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-play guitar hero till the next day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-go to the gym at noon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wow..I have a busy scedule..Oh btw,I saw Faree in the bus just now after finnished slacking with Pet and Kaisyah.She still looks the same and her attitude is just asI remembered and the astonishing thing is,she remembers me!So we talked in the bus and I can't believe how much I've missed out.Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lastly...I just wanna say that,I wanna be Hippie!I wanna hug trees and tell them how much I love and appreciate them!I wanna tie myself to a tree and tell the government to stop deforestation!I wanna smoke ganja -.- I wanna dress like a hippie!Love sex,drugs and peace!Everyne is equal!Hahaha!Yeah..When I become a hippie,my girlfriend and I are gonna make out in the garden like these 2 hippie lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304896306724041090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SZ7HFZyRcYI/AAAAAAAAAGI/RX6shGzjRvY/s320/hippie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ahhh...I can't wait!Wooohooo!Hippie look,her I come! 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href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/sweeeeet.html' title='Sweeeeet'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SZ7HFZyRcYI/AAAAAAAAAGI/RX6shGzjRvY/s72-c/hippie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-3060675891917938581</id><published>2009-02-14T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:44:20.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I think I&apos;m Madly In Love (:'/><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This post is about the girl who I did'nt expect to fall for (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Well..We did'nt talk that much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-We had a few awkward momments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-We had a few ups and downs but we eventually resolved them peacefully&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-We almost have the same interests&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-We have diffrent styles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-She's abit slow,caring,lovable and damn friendly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Lastly,I care for her alot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-I plan to take her out to a romantic candlelight dinner(;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeap,that's a lil something about her.Hahaha!I bet Nuhyooooool is reading this and she's aww-ing right now.Hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't worry guys,its not Nuhyooooool.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So that's about it.Hope you guys enjoyed reading ths.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Byeeee(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-3060675891917938581?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3060675891917938581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=3060675891917938581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3060675891917938581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3060675891917938581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-5071947877861970354</id><published>2009-02-08T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:21:43.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love the other one more actually :p'/><title type='text'>-.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey guys!Been a looooong time since I blogged,so I hope I did'nt forget how to write my posts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahahaha! XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been busy with school and friends for the past few weeks but I'm main;y busy with school,soo that means I've been going to school to study! ^^ Un believeble right?Hahaha!Well face it guys,I'm a changed young man.I want to study study study!Hahaha!But let's face,I can't always be studying right?So i'll add a pinch of fun in my scedule (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So valentine's day is next week but I can't celebrate it because my close friend is getting married on that day.Aww...Getting hitched on valentine's day.That's soooo sweeeet! ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I must appolgize to both of my valentine's day dates.I know..I'm greedy,one is not enough.Haha!The first valentine date is non other than my 'sister' &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nurul Fateha&lt;/span&gt; and the second one is &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Fatin Kaisyah Nadia&lt;/span&gt;.Yeapyeapyeap.I have good taste :p Hahaha!I'm soo proud of myself   -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So you guys can be lesbos on valentine's day and imagine that I'm one of you.Hahaha!Otherwise,if I were able to go out on valentine's day,it'd be a threesome XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That seriously sounds soo wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I would like to say to those girls that haven been asked by a guy to be their valentine's day date,don't worry ladies.You guys are just too hot to be asked and the guys all melt at the very sight of you or you're just plain creepy or have a bad history.I sound bad.Well you ladies can just emphersis on the hot and melting at the very sight of you part.Hehehe ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I'm here to end this post by saying,I LOOOOOVE YOOOOOUUUU NURUL AND KAISYAH!HAHAHA!But hey,don't start thinking that I love the other one more than you.Hahaha! XP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's my post.Hope you guys enjoyed reading it (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Byee and take care!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-5071947877861970354?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5071947877861970354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=5071947877861970354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/5071947877861970354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/5071947877861970354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='-.-'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-5692903291611865349</id><published>2009-01-18T02:37:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T03:37:04.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imy You Guys ):'/><title type='text'>weeeeeeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now I wanna blog about the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hat I miss alooooooooooooooooooooooooooot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here they are ladies and gentlem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;en.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIlkVQDeYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_AS_ksMpCss/s1600-h/1_233461763l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIlkVQDeYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_AS_ksMpCss/s320/1_233461763l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292333818223753602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Elly(Elly-phant XD) She makes the lamest jokes that make me laugh :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXImK6koZaI/AAAAAAAAAFA/SKOJ1MG14kw/s1600-h/1_885765820l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXImK6koZaI/AAAAAAAAAFA/SKOJ1MG14kw/s320/1_885765820l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292334481077200290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Aly(One of the people that I'd want by my side when I'm feeling bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIm-K9lTtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/sGWUYyOgKGY/s1600-h/bayoyoyo%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIm-K9lTtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/sGWUYyOgKGY/s320/bayoyoyo%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292335361650151122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hudah(She took this pic personally for me.Now she's MIA.I MISS MY BESTFRIEND)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIn1egAi3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/2mVSeklZAzU/s1600-h/DSC_4288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIn1egAi3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/2mVSeklZAzU/s320/DSC_4288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292336311787621234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;From right to left-Nuhyool,Sheree,Amira,Nuri,Me,Elly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuhyool has been there for me through thick and thin.No matter what,I can always count on her for advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sheree has lead me to some of my mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;st fun times of my life.For example,wild wild wet,sec 2 class chalet and nuhyool's bday.She's a fun g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;irl to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Amirah has always been the one who would make everyone laugh their ass off.She would make t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hose silly faces and deep voices that would surely make Simo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;n Cowle from American Idol laugh(its very hard to make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;him laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Nuri has always been the one&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; who would always accompany me during the june holidays a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;nd talk about our problems.We share problems and we help eachother to r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;esolve them.She's my so called bestie.She would immatate every stupid thing I do and get shocked easily(Try screa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; all off a sudden and see how she reacts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIqS0shyFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ja7ZsLEFP18/s1600-h/DSC_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIqS0shyFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ja7ZsLEFP18/s320/DSC_0076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292339014985173074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;From left-Me,Hannah Maria and Euise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Hannah has always been one of the girls that I turn to for relationship problems.She gives some of the best advice,she cracks the best jokes,she was my bestfriend and we used to always talk about our latest exploits with our guy(for her) or girl(for me) hehehe...She's the best..I just wished we did'nt had that fight.I'm so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;rry Hannah.I really am.Will you ever forgive me?I just want thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ngs to go back to the way it was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Euise is one of the biggest fans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; of Arsenal I have ever met..You disrespect Arsenal,you disrespect her and you don't want to disrespect her.Believe me..She has a huge range of vulgarites,some of them can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; be only heard in the movies.Hahaha!But I miss her and her smartmouth.LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIsl8Iw2TI/AAAAAAAAAFw/tHqu3wukc7w/s1600-h/DSC02139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIsl8Iw2TI/AAAAAAAAAFw/tHqu3wukc7w/s320/DSC02139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292341542423419186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;From left-Maisarah,Faree,Nurul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hmm..Maisarah..Oh yeah!She's one of the people who I can approach to if I had problems &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;with my family.She tells jokes that may seem funny to her,we all start laughing but not at the jokes,at her.Hahaha!Yeah..I miss that bitch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Faree has been involved in most of my 2008.She can be nice,kind and sweet at times but she can also be ruthless as hell,sacarstic and umm..what's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; that word..Nevermind..Forget about it.But listen up guy's...Don't think of her as the bitch who dumped me.You guys don't know the whole storey soo quit talking crap about her.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;o yeah..She's awesome.I thought you mati Faree (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nurul has been one of the most bitchiest girls I have ever met.But we get along like pancakes and maple syrup.Mmmm..Yummy..She insists that I'm gay because every bitch needs a gay best friend.So technically I'm her gay bestfriend.Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIvKtGyuXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jbuZaIcTIqI/s1600-h/DSC00937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIvKtGyuXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jbuZaIcTIqI/s320/DSC00937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292344373067037042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From left-Mathew,Nick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mathew is one of the few people I know that umm..is metro-sexual like me.Hahaha!Yeap..We care what we wear and how we look.Hehe..He also can give great advice about girls,but as you all know,U give better.Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;From what Faree keeps telling me,Nick likes to create cartoon porn or something like that.He likes to imagine stuff happening between me and Faree in 2008.Hahhaa!Sick bastard.He's one of the most hyperactive people I know,always the first to do a stupid act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; that would surely make people laugh.IMY BRO!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIwpIyn8CI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MWA6bFD7tPs/s1600-h/DSC01065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIwpIyn8CI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MWA6bFD7tPs/s320/DSC01065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292345995406340130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Azah and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azah and me are really close.But to be honest,she's a very complicated girl.She's emotional,fun,happy at times and funny.I always have to cheer her upor else she'd do something stupid to herself.Right baybeh?Hahaha!She's a fun kid and a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I think that's all of them.If anyone of you people are reading this,tell what you think or you could blog about what you think at your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better sleep now..Its really late..Byeee and gdnight my fellow readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIlkVQDeYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_AS_ksMpCss/s72-c/1_233461763l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-6967087468015867229</id><published>2009-01-18T00:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:13:58.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This post is for my dearest Alycia a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nd all my sayang-sayangs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alritey than...Hmm..Wonder what should I blog about..&lt;br /&gt;Oh!Now I know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..For starters..I appologize to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;all my fellow readers for not updating for soo long.So yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to cut my hair guys!Hahaha!Now my hair is like Rihanna.Wow...Hahaha!Too bad I don't have a banging body like her.Hahaha!WTF am I talking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Anyways...Here's a pic of me and my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;new hair -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXILkoaSe4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/1zzC-JqH0NM/s1600-h/DSC01218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXILkoaSe4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/1zzC-JqH0NM/s320/DSC01218.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292305236064631682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I look like a freakin typical matrep!Ahhh!Sad you know...Lets go back in time and see how I '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;transformed'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIMJjQOOcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/jaw9njgE5So/s1600-h/candid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIMJjQOOcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/jaw9njgE5So/s320/candid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292305870335392194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I was botak originally but this was after 3 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIMmJChzlI/AAAAAAAAAEg/t4kbZ60m1vo/s1600-h/1_377189772l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXIMmJChzlI/AAAAAAAAAEg/t4kbZ60m1vo/s320/1_377189772l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292306361514839634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;5 Months after botak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXINv1MOMlI/AAAAAAAAAEo/FUmltVyg0U8/s1600-h/1_515347213l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXINv1MOMlI/AAAAAAAAAEo/FUmltVyg0U8/s320/1_515347213l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292307627497108050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 Months after botak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Someone's favourite pic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But in the end..I had to cut it all off..Shit..Stupid...So yeah..Besides on how I look like currently,I'm missing alot of people...But I miss one person the most.Cannot tell,later you guys would say,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Sialah Bayo!Ko rindu orang tu?Kimak kau..Takya bodoh!Buang masa je ko rindu org sial tu!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come on guys...Be nice...I can miss whoever the hell I wanna miss!Bitches -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So yeah..I also wrote a song.It kinda came up to my mind randomly so here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;           &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               I did'nt realise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               How much I felt about you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               I don't know what to do....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               I know that I can't simply tell you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               That I love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               Now I know what I have to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               To show my feelings towards you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               It may take some time but it'll sound soomuch better than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               I-LOVE-YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               It may sound abit awkward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               But at least I'm being straight forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               Than those guys who plan to busted you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               What I'm going to tell you it's all true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               You're the apple of my eye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               You must be an angel that dropped from the sky...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                           &lt;br /&gt;               I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               I must be freaking you out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               There's only one thing you could do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               Go ahead and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               SHOUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               Shout out 'YES I FEEL THE SAME WAY TOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               BUT I JUST DID'NT KNOW HOW TO TELL YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               NOW THAT YOU TOLD ME I BELIEVE ITS TRUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               AND I-LOVE-YOU-TOO!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               Here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               Is where the storey begins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               I just wanna hold your hand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               And I never want this momment to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;               End...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well..That's my song guys...And that's the last thing I'm gonna blog about today.So until next time.Byeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SXILkoaSe4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/1zzC-JqH0NM/s72-c/DSC01218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-5366808899058165077</id><published>2009-01-07T21:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T05:15:59.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I thought you mati XD'/><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SWTL2a8KakI/AAAAAAAAAEA/AqaLJUQjiC8/s1600-h/1_733443263l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288575998244842050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SWTL2a8KakI/AAAAAAAAAEA/AqaLJUQjiC8/s320/1_733443263l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright..I know that its been awhile since last update my blog and at last!After all these months, finally update.LOL!So yeah...I know its too late and stuff but,happy new year!Hahaha!Yeah..I did'nt go for the countdown..Sad sey..Hahaha!So I was stuck at home and watched wth I was missing.When they started to countdown I was shouting withe the crowd.LOL!Woohoooo!New Year!But I suddenly had a bad feeling,a sad one...2008 was one of my best and a pinch of bad year ever in my life.Hahaha!Yeah..Not soo bad I guess.Could have gotten worse but,in the end it was not soo bad.Or so I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a sumary o my 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;2008 I....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-fell in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-had a stressfull time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-became sad and depressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-changed from an indie boy to an emo boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-changed from a typical matrep to decent scene kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-had fights with a couple of my dearest friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-lost a few friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-lost my bestfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-gained a few new friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-had my weekend ruined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-had one of the best holiday trips ruined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-had one of the holiday breaks ruined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-felt like a fool for awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-imagined i had 2 kids :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-became rich for a month (hari raya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-rebonded my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-got beat up alot of times just for doing the right thing or for no good reason at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-skipped alot of my lessons :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-cried like i never cried before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-thought of killing myself more often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-gained a newfound respect for the opposite sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-met a couple of hot aussie babes (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-realised how important religion is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-realised I'm not who I want to be.I'm what you want me to be (Don't get it?Its ok.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-discovered how hard it was to let someone I love soo much go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-have an interest in fashion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-realised that I can't always get what I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-realised that I can't always be the nice guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-went to three diffrent countries for my holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-got hit up by a gay guy while on holiday in one of the countries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-kept seeing the number 18 while I was on holiday at one of the countries(what are you trying to tell me god.It can't be a coincidence)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Alrightey than.Its a long list so I hope I did'nt bore you,my fellow readers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok...Awhile ago I had a chat with Faree.I saw a guy's pic on her dp.So I was curious.So I ask her who the guy was.She said it was her boyfriend.I was like,WHAT?!Serious keper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Afterwards,we chatted seperti biase.Than she said she had to tell me something.She said...Umm...She said...How do I put this in a nice way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;THE GUY WAS'NT HER BOYFRIEND!HAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I got punk'd....Damn..I asked how many people she fooled,she said only me.Wow!I feel sooooo 'honoured'.LOL! -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahahaha!Well..I gtg now.I wanna watch movie and do some thinking.Byeee!Thanks for reading (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yea!One last thing!I thought you mati Faree (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-5366808899058165077?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5366808899058165077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=5366808899058165077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/5366808899058165077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/5366808899058165077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SWTL2a8KakI/AAAAAAAAAEA/AqaLJUQjiC8/s72-c/1_733443263l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-6267892052849577929</id><published>2008-12-05T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:49:01.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I could&apos;nt sleep no matter how hard I tried'/><title type='text'>I could'nt sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;three sleepless nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;this isn't how it's supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;but you're so good at taking your time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;to come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I will wait for you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;if you would just ask me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought that I could change you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;but you changed mebut it doesn't feel right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;holding someone else's hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;together on phone line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;sand living at two opposite end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;it scares me to think that you could find takers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;other than me and better than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;but your head is elsewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;and I'm talking enough for both of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;when will you see it's not so easy for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;you careless and whispere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;dinsulting and bruising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;and I thought that you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;things were improving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;these laces are untied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;but my feet are walking away(I fall from your eyes. Your eyes I trusted. You said forever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I never thought you could say these words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;is this really happening(don't say that we can still be friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;erase my name from this page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;how can you take all these days(what is inside me, what have I done)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;and throw them away,(is this the only way that you will notice me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;as I sit here waiting for you(dead words for closed ears, all this is sung for you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I stay up nights(if you are still pretending this is what's right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;until stars leave the sky(why can you look at me can you only see)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;knowing what my dreams can take away(sides, your side, can take away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;walk away from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;this night is done&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/2721041285245244544-6267892052849577929?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6267892052849577929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=6267892052849577929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/6267892052849577929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/6267892052849577929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-couldnt-sleep.html' title='I could&apos;nt sleep'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-868499170419141229</id><published>2008-12-03T06:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T06:47:19.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I have seriously got to move on and get a life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hello!Guese what my fellow bloggers!I'm lazy to update what happened during the passed few days.So yeah..They will remain a mystery.Ooooo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So umm..Yesterday was boring..Did'nt go out at all..Except out to the backyard,where me and my sister played catch.Hahaha!The lil rascal threw one directly to my pride and joy.Oww..It burns!LOL!So I was holding my lil pride and joy almost for the rest of the day.Hahaha!Watched two DVDs yesterday,Get Smart and a wrestling show which I'm not familiar of.LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Get smart was fun and stupid,not to mention LAME!Haahah!Well..It made me forget about the pain,that is,till the wrestling show was switched on.Ouch..That must have hurt..Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Lights off at 12midnight.I could'nt sleep.Till now I can't sleep.I tried singing myself to sleep.I tried punching myself in the face in hoping of knocking myself out.LOL!I was desperate.So in the end I took out my MP4,played all the folders in my MP4 and put it on loudspeaker.Lalala!Songs passed,folders were played and I still could'nt sleep.Songs from The Used played and I felt sad for awhile.Songs from Simple Plan played and I laughed for awhile.Songs from Secondhand Seranade played and that really brought me down.I was sobbing for awhile.LOL!There was just one song that hit me the hardest,so I just lay my head on the sofa,leaned back,took a deep breathe and let the tears flow.But the artist that really made my night a good one was none other than Katy Perry!LOL!I love her(: Hahahaha!Well..So here I am,with swollen eyes from the crying..Sigh..I'll get over it...So I decided to make a bold attempt to scene my hair.I could'nt find the hairspray so I just used mousse.It kinda did the trick.I was sad and bored.So do the math.Hahaha!YAY!I found somethingelse to do when I'm sad! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So yeah.Here I am..its 7.45am(Aussie Time) and I'm staring infront of the computer,blogging and nothingelse to do...Well..I better bath.Phew!Stank-keh! :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Byeee!I'll end here now.&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/2721041285245244544-868499170419141229?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/868499170419141229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=868499170419141229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/868499170419141229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/868499170419141229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/helloguese-what-my-fellow-bloggersim.html' title=''/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-4228869136741468047</id><published>2008-11-30T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:00:59.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women rock'/><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I went to my friday prayers taht day.Good right?Hahaha!Bayo is a changed person.I haven been smoking.I've been doing aloooot of praying.I've not been smoking ever since I came here.I feel like I don't need to smoke anymore.I've not felt the temptation to smoke.So yeah..I think I got what I wanted.So yeah..I think Australia really changed me for the better..So back to the imam.He talked about women and the things we men should and should'nt do.We should respect them,cherish them,take good care of them,protect them.We should'nt hurt them in anyway.That includes physical,emotional and phycological.I sincerely apologise to all the women,whether you are my mum,sister,relatives,ex lovers or friends..I apologies.I hope you guys forgive me.I really do.Okk den. I stop here.Gotta off the com now.Byee.I'll update Saturday later when I wake up.Byeee.&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/2721041285245244544-4228869136741468047?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4228869136741468047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=4228869136741468047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4228869136741468047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4228869136741468047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-9141639836849571067</id><published>2008-11-28T19:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T19:55:16.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I found my future Aussie wife :D'/><title type='text'>Fun Aussi Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Wow!I had fun yesterday.Thanks to my family.Hahaha!Well..My uncle bought me a fedora hat from cotton on an a pair of black and white converse shoes.Hehehe.I was'nt suppose to buy anything from Australia because I spent like alot on my Cultural Night outfit in Hong Kong.Remember that trip guys?Hahaha!Great trip..I really enjoyed myself there,looking for your souveniers.LOL!You see guys!All of the gifts are sincere and came from the heart(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;After awhile at the shopping mall that's called Carosel(an Aussie version of Vivo),I walked around the mall and I got myself in a Surf/Skate shop.This is how the storey began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I was minding my own buisness walking around,checking out the hoodies in the shop(they have great looking hoodies there) when I caught a hot/sweet/cute Aussie babe eyeing on me.As soon as I turned around to look at her,she blushed and she smiled at me.Of course I smiled at her back and we just stared at eachother for about 5 minutes.Her eyes were soo..Wow..Sweet girl.But her boss had to ruin our momment.So I went out to get my mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me-Mama!Follow me now!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mama-Where to?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me-Follow me into that shop(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mama-I'm not buying anything for you there you know!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me-Don't worry mum.I just wanna show you this girl that I like :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mama-Why did'nt you tell me so?!Let's go!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me-XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mum followed me into the shop.I was glad because the girl smiled at me again(: Hahaha!But I became embarressed because my mum asked her to take a picture with me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mama-Can you please take a picture with my son?He would like to show off to his friends in Singapore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aussie Babe-Umm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me-Umm..Mum..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aussie-Ok sure:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me-O.O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So we took the picture in the end.Gosh..I can't stop looking at the picture.So I guese that the dare is over right Mean?Hahaha!Don't worry..I'll post the picture soon.Ohohoh!Ika!I told her about you too.So yeah(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You got me speechless.Over the edge and just breathless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I never thought that I'd catch this lovebug again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahaha!Yeah...But hey..Let's get down to buisness here..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of course I still want us to be friends.You forgot isit..Here are the initials..IDWTLY ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember now?Sigh..I'll text you when I come home.Please don't repeat June again.Promise me you won't..Oh yeah..Its up to you now who you wanna believe..I have tried soo hard to convince you.I guese I did'nt try hard enough..Its up to you now..Btw..Mean can't wait for us to go out together.The 3 of us.LOL!Ok than..Try to figure out the initials..Enjoy the rest of your holiday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Byeee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-9141639836849571067?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9141639836849571067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=9141639836849571067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/9141639836849571067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/9141639836849571067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-aussi-day.html' title='Fun Aussi Day'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-4650488966876661494</id><published>2008-11-25T17:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T18:43:13.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What makes you think its you'/><title type='text'>What makes you think its about you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You assume too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;FIRST OF ALL,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;must everything I blog about me being emotional about the opposite sex be you?For goodness sake..Its not you..Its about my ex.Can't I randomly miss her?Wanna write about you for what?Nothing better to do?You did'nt even ask WTF i was blogging about.Like I said before,you assume too much.Here's a storey for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My ex-Halina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Me-Myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Her adik angkat-Fitri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Its gonna be a short storey so freakin pay attention.These are the facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Me and my ex,we were celebrating our 6 months.Than she had that look on her face.That uneasy look.I asked her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Me-You,what's wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ex-Umm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Me-Just tell me.You know you can tell me anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ex-I'm..Umm..You understand that what I'm going to tell you may break you're heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Me-Umm..Ok than.Tell me.I want to know dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ex-My feelings..Umm..Their not there for you anymore..You see..I've been secretely contacting my adik angkat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Me-So..Umm..That's it?You just contact your adik angkat.What's wrong with that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ex-I also went out with him and did..Stuff with him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Me-Ohh..Like what we did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ex-Yeah..Like what we did...I've fallen for him sadly...You..I'm sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Me-....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ex-You?I know its alot to take in but please..Just try to let me go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Me-Ohh..Ok..Wait..Your adek angkat 13 right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ex-Yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Me-Oh..Umm..Ok than..Bye..Don't bother texting me or asking about my whereabouts anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ex-I'll come back to you when all of this is over.I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me-Ok...Lets hope that you do come back..I love you..I really do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Well..That's the storey.If you think that cultural night incident has scarred your memory..Try mine..I fuckin remembered the whole conversation.You think that cultural night incident was on purpose?I thought I explained to myself already..I did'nt see you.Mathew said that you guys went off first.Boys will always be boys..Always trying to impress one another..That's what I tried to do..Did'nt mean to hurt you...Sorry..Been awhile since I said that..Goddammit I said I was sorry!I still am sorry!Now that you mention about the things I did..Lets see what you did..Nah..I not soo busted wanna ruin your 'image'.Right?I guese whatever bad things you did to me will forever be a mystery..I'm sorry for all the bad things I did to you..I'm sorry for being a waste of your time..Sorry for being a USELESS piece of garbage that's always in your way..I'm sorry ok..You don't want to forgive me..Than..I won't force you..Its all up to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I miss the old days...Sigh..I really do..Well..Can't have everything right?Sorry for the misunderstanding..You don't need me to ruin your holidays anymore..Enjoy the rest of it..Bye..&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/2721041285245244544-4650488966876661494?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4650488966876661494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=4650488966876661494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4650488966876661494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4650488966876661494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-makes-you-think-its-about-you.html' title='What makes you think its about you?'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Technology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What is your wallpaper on your computer?Shut that bitch up(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;How many television do you have in your house?I have 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Are you right-handed or left handed?Right baby(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Have you ever had anything removed from your body?Umm..Snot!LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What is the last item you lifted?A cup of tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Have you ever been knocked down?Yes):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;BULLSHITOLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;If it were possible,would you want to know the day that you will die??Yes.So that I can enjoy my life to the fullest till that day comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;If you could change your name,what would you change it to?Chuck Bass XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What colour would you think looks best on you?Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Have you ever swallowed a non-food item?Lip Stud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;DAREOLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Would you kiss a member of a same sex for $100?If I'm desparate..Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Would you allow one of your little fingers to be cut of for $200,000?If cut,you mean chopped off,then NONONONO baby):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Would you never blog again for $50,000?Nooooo!I won't give up the one thing that I can express my feelings to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Would you posed naked in a magazine for $250,000?You think you can handle me?(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?Yes.I've done it before.Easy money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Would you,without fear of punishment,take a human life for $1,000,000?Noooooooooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Dumbology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What is in your left pocket?Gum wrapper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Is napoleon dymainte actually a good film?Umm..Never hurt of it.But the name is DYNOMIGHT!:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Do you have hardwood or carpet in your house?Carpet.I love rolling all over it(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Do you sit or stand in the shower?I lay down o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;How many pairs of flip-flops did you own?1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Last body who texted you?Azah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Last person who called you?Nobody called me before I left..Sad siaaa..Bastards(Kidding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Person you hugged?A HOT Aussie beach babe XDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;Favouritology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Number?13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Season?Summer and Spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Currentology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Missing someone?Kinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mood?Confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Listening to?Katy Perry-Hot and Cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Watching?Hindustan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Worrying about?Will people not layan me when I get back from Australia.I know a few who will):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Wearing?Fitting black top,faded blue jeans,black studded belt,geek specs and sex bands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;Randomology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;First place you went this morning?Umm...Kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What can you not wait to do?I can't wait to scene my hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Do you smile often?Most of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Are you a friendly person?Yes I am(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Now that you answer all the questions,list three other people to complete this quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I pick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;1.Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;2.Siq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;3.Azah&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/2721041285245244544-5605926178048257530?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5605926178048257530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=5605926178048257530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/5605926178048257530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/5605926178048257530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-3914398048974702</id><published>2008-11-24T14:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:12:04.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From Yesterday'/><title type='text'>I went to the beach yesterday</title><content type='html'>I&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; went to the beach yesterday.It was'nt as hot as I thought it was.It was cold and sunny and freakin windy.Hahaha!I wore my shawl there.Hahaha!I looked like a japanese,with my hair and my outfit.Hahaha!There were loooots of hot beach babes in their bikini.I should be happy,but I was'nt.Suprisingly,I had a random thought of us.Yes..You'd be shocked.But its random and probally wear off soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Alright,you'd love to hear this Mean(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Afterwhile,a group of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; Aussie beach babes approach me.At first their intention was to complement how I looked,but after they saw the look on my face,they knew that something was stressing me out.So i told them this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that I was'nt her type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that I was'nt good enough for her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that I let myself fall soo deep for her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that I was I was just another one of her guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that we were not meant for eachother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that I lost to someone waaaaaaaay younger than me.( The asked how old was I.I answered 16.They did'nt believe.Then they said I was too hot to be 16.Hahaha!I'm sure you're loving this part Mean,but there's more(; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that she was just saying those stuff just to make me feel happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that there is a small chance that she even meant what you said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that I'm really missing her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that I seriously have gotta move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that she's probally not coming back after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that I do regret what I did for almost a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that I don't wanna lose her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that we were better of as friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that I'm all alone now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that I don't need her to survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realised that I'm better off without her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;After I told them this,they gave me that sad look.Aww...Some were reduced to tears and some just stone at my face.Hahaha!Well..All of them hugged me one by one in the end.Hahaha!I told you that you'd like it Mean.Held them by the waist too(: Oh yeah..Mean..I did'nt kiss them on the cheek.They kissed me on the cheek.So does that count?Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Moral of the storey.Australian girls are waaaaaaaay better than Singaporean girls.Hahaha!They are nice,sweet,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;,understanding,cool and open people.At least they open in a good way siaaa..Hahaha!At least they bother to ask whats wrong,unlike in Singapore,most people would just look at you one kind and think,'What is wrong with that emo kid?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hahaha!Its true..I've had that once..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No wonder my mum asked me to marry an Aussie.Hahaha!I think I will.But lets see if I can stick to that idea once I go to France.Hahaha!Bon'jour(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'll stop here now.Byeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PS:Australia Rock! XDDDDD&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/2721041285245244544-3914398048974702?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3914398048974702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=3914398048974702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3914398048974702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3914398048974702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-went-to-beach-yesterday.html' title='I went to the beach yesterday'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-3045341150977663352</id><published>2008-11-22T18:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:52:25.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mum told me to get an Australian wife -.-'/><title type='text'>Australia Rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hello mate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I've only been in Australia for a day and I caught the accent already.LOL!No lah..Kidding..People would miss the way I talk.I know one person who will miss me saying 'siiaaaalsss'(: My blood brother's cousin,Asuatika.She's the girl that's been bullying me in class.Hahaha!Well...She was there for me when I needed her.So I'm lucky to have a friend like her.Its just my luck.Hahaha!She was actually suppose to meet me before I went off to Australia.But she could'nt sadly she could'nt turn up because she had to take care of her niece.I'm going to meet Aussie babe and she's taking care of 'Oww-see'(Her Niece) Cute baby(: Don't worry Ika..I understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Luckily my blood brother was there.So we spent time together before I went off to the airport and took the plane to Australia.My flight was at 3.30pm.Otw up to the plane,I saw a cute girl.She was hot.Hahaha!But she was taken.Congrats to her guy.Lucky bastard -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;When I thought my day could'nt get any worse,it got a whole lot better.There was an even cuter girl on the plane,and to make it a looooot better,she was one of the air stewardess.Hahaha!It was like heaven on the plane.Just a lil piece of heaven but it was worth the wait for the plane to land.Gosh..It took like,umm...Almost 4 hours for the plane to reach Australia.Hahaha!Loooooong siiiiaaaaalssss!My Aunt and Uncle fetched us(me and family) from the airport and brought us back to their place.They live in a community like the show Desperate Housewives.I don't know how to spell it but I know it starts with the letter 'S' and ends with a 'burb'.Hahaha!Yeah..Its really cool.I loike it alooot.But I love the girls here.LOL!Its true guys..Their hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Alright..Let me cut to the chase.Revealing outfits suits the Aussie babes better than Singaporean babes because its like the Aussie's culture and for Singaporean babes,its like sending a message to the opposite sex that their available or their bound to give you a good time if you know what I mean guys.Maybe some Singaporean girls can work it,but not that many...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hahaha!Well..Bottom line is...Australia is awesome!Hahaha!Yeah..Can't wait to go to the beach...Wait for me my hot Aussie beach babes!Hahha!Alright..I'll end here for now.I'll be sure to update you guys soon and don't worry Mean,I'll upload the pics that I took in my blog soon.Byee and tc guys!&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/2721041285245244544-3045341150977663352?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3045341150977663352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=3045341150977663352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3045341150977663352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3045341150977663352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/australia-rocks.html' title='Australia Rocks!'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-7468034744525786153</id><published>2008-11-20T22:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T01:01:39.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I wanna meet a hot Aussie beach babe'/><title type='text'>Fieldtrip(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Wow..What a day..Mum woke me up at 12 noon..I was half awake..My mum started to scream at me,telling me to wake up.After awhile,she gave up.Hahaha!I woke up eventually,because I could'nt take her screaming anymore..Early2 wanna scream..Haiyoyo..Mad woman(kidding).I love my mama!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;At around 1.10 I made my move to my commonwealth to meet my friend,Azah.I asked her to accompany me to buy The Used band t-shirt.So we made our move to Peninsula.I was a noob..Hahaha!It has been awhile since I've been there.So I totally forgot..She drag me into the hotel to make a fool out of me-.- Paisei sia...LOL!An emo kid and a metalhead in a hotel..There's bound to be trouble.Hahaha!Well..We eventually got into the shopping mall.We walked like tourists in a lost jungle.Just looking for that perfect shop.Hahaha!We did stumble onto one shop.It's called,*drumroll* LA VANITA!LOL!Azah spotted that shop.Hahaha!Cool shit man.We laughed our asses off,and we were on the escalator when the incident happend.So we eventually got to the shop,picked out the new ban-tsirt of the used.Goddam its nice.Hahaha!Azah picked it out for me(: Than all of a sudden,she said that she wanna sponsor me another one.I was soo happy!I picked out a Silverstien band t-shirt.Azah loved the shirt!Hahaha!What a great friend I have..A friend that just loves to sponsor me stuff.Idk why..Hahaha!The funny thing about her is that she loves my hoodie.Hahaha!She can't take her eyes off the hoodie for just a second..Hahaha!What can i say..I picked it out myself.So I quickly wore my new The Used band t-shirt.I just can't resist..I love them!Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Afterward we walked to the Esplande.We talked about life.Let me break it down for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-size:100%;" &gt;.breakups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-size:100%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;current situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;.family problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;.personal problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yeap..That's life..Life's a bitch..Hahaha!There's nothing we can do to change it.Actually have..But hard la..Hahaha!Or I just plain lazy.Hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Afterwards we went to Marina Square.That was the place where we became confused.Me,an emo kid singing the song low,and Azah followed through.LOL!Afterwards I continued with another song,Hot and Cold by Katy Perry(she's hot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Some of the lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;You're hot than you're cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're yes than you're no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in than you're out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;You're up than you're down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;You're wrong when its right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its black than its white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;We fight we break up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kiss we makeup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Hahaha!The song's hot!I like it alot(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;We went to Topman/Topshop.Bad idea.I tend to go crazy over the clothes there.Sorry Azah :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm a metro-sexual guy.Deal with it(: After all that,we went to meet my Aunty and her daughter(Alisha).She soo cute.Hahaha!Actually,I went to meet Azah with y sister at Commonwealth.So i passed on my sister to my Aunty.She's all yours.Hahaha!So we met up with my Aunty again but at Fareast Plaza this time.We went up and ate at one of the indonesian fast-food places.It was delicious.Hahaha!After we ate,my sister said that she wanted to treat me to anything I wanted.I told her I wanted a pair of geek specs.So we looked high and low for the shop,till my sister got bored and lazy.So she went home.Busted lil sister): But thank god my uncle gave me money.Ooops!I forgot to mention that he was there when me and Azah met up with my aunty.Hehehe!So instead of going home,we stayed and looked for the shop.We went up and than we went down,left abd than right,front and than backward.Woah..Sounds wrog...Hahahaha!We eventually found the damn shop and it was all thanks to my superior memory.Hwahwahwahwa!Afterward,we went home,feeling satisfied that our 'fieldtrip was a success'.Hahaha!We took the train home.It was a looooong ride.Torture man..Had to stand up all the way till Woodlands because we were soo lucky that there were two seats for us.LOL!She could'nt stop holding onto my hoodie,and no..I was'nt wearing it.She's crazy about my hoodie.LOL!Time passed and soon I had to alight at Yew Tee..Really wished I could spend more time with her.Nevermind baybeh..After I come back from Australia.Ooops..I forget to mention that too..Yess..I am going to Australia.I'll be away for two weeks.So let me just say this,to all my sayang-sayang out there,miss me..If you don't wanna layan me after I come back,fuck off..I don't give a damn,maybe a lil but I'll get over it.I always do.And to my ex blood brother,I guese this is good news because you don't have to hear any new about me for two weeks.Is'nt that great?Hahaha!Gd for you! -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;That's all folks.I hope you enjoyed reading this post that i slaved on the keyboard for you readers.Hahaha!Here's a pic of Azah and me outside Esplanade(confession area)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SSWW9Tp37pI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sFbzXH1gMGA/s1600-h/DSC01064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SSWW9Tp37pI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sFbzXH1gMGA/s320/DSC01064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270784918899125906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;The Used Band T-shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SSWVa7gj1hI/AAAAAAAAADw/YzKtALD4V0A/s1600-h/DSC01065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SSWVa7gj1hI/AAAAAAAAADw/YzKtALD4V0A/s320/DSC01065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270783228790429202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;There she is(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-7468034744525786153?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7468034744525786153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=7468034744525786153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7468034744525786153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7468034744525786153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/fieldtrip.html' title='Fieldtrip(:'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SSWW9Tp37pI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sFbzXH1gMGA/s72-c/DSC01064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-8294804061897620526</id><published>2008-11-16T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T04:46:58.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What A Fun Day'/><title type='text'>Wow..What a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hello my fellow bloggers!I'm back and guese what?I have a new entry for you guys to read!LOL!Enjoy(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Today was soo much fun.14th November 2008 was the day that my good friend,Nurul,turned 16!Yeah man!Congrats babe!So we celebrated the next day since she celebrated with her family on her birth date.So went out around 12.45.I was in a hurry btw.But I still mannaged to get my hair done.Haha!Yeah...As you all may knw..Hair is my top priority.LOL!So yeah..Got my hair done.So I was overjoyed just because of that.Hahaha!So I went to meet Nurul and the rest at Choa Chu Kang Interchange.I was'nt sure who the rest were but i intend to find out.In the end..I found out that I was the only guy there.The girls included Nana,Amirah,Elly,Sheree,Nuri(NURIAMAK) and the one and only...*DRUMROLL* NURUL!Hahaha!So I was a pimp for a day.Like real only la Bayo...Hahaha.First we went to Marina Square.We ate at Swensens.Mmm..Yummy(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Afterwards,we went to the steps outside Marina Square and we CAMWHORE!Hahaha!Yeah..But blame it on Nana!She's the one with the camera!Hahaha!Like seriously..She could'nt stop taking pictures with her camera throughout the whole trip.Did I forget to mention that earlier?Ooops :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But yeah..She did..We did'nt mind at all.Because we just love to camwhore.Hahaha!So afterward we went to the esplanade.We sat near the sea.Yeap..I'm serious.Actually..We were next to the sea.Lol.So we sat at the benches and the steps.I can't believe I'm saying this..But ILY Sheree..Because you On my favourite song by Pink!SO WHAT!LOL!Me and Nurul were dancing and doing stupid acts!Hahaha!Like a free show for all!Hahaha!But we enjoyed ourselfs..That was the main thing.So..Umm..SO WHAT?!I'M STILL A ROCKSTAR! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It was fun..So afterwards guese what we did..Yes..If you guesed that we camwhore.You're veryveryvery smart!LOL!We did!Till Nana's boyfriend Syak came.The last time I saw him was on Cultural Night.Yeah..What a great guy.Hahaha!The camwhore sessions continued and eventually the camera's battery went low...Aww..I was just about to strut my stuff):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;LOL!Well..We can't all be winners.Sigh..So we improvised.We chatted till another guy showed up.Guese who?My bro,Din!AHHHH!Been a long time since I saw him):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;LOL!Well..Afterwards Nana and Syak had to go off and eventually,so did me,Amirah and Elly.We went off leaving Nurul and Din alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Aww..So sweet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;In the end I had to go meet my family at Siam's Kitchen at Jurong West.Waaaah!Very the tired siaaaaalss...Afterwards I went to my granny's house,which is where I am now.So yeah.That's about.Hope you enjoyed reading.I wanna play DOTA now.Byeee(:&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/2721041285245244544-8294804061897620526?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8294804061897620526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=8294804061897620526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I think I&apos;m going to be gay O.O'/><title type='text'>I'm feeling abit gay</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hey there!Thanks to Faree..I'm thinking that I could be gay..Sigh..Yeeaap..You heard it..But hey you know what..I'll just be the other meaning of gay(HAPPY).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL.I feel soo gay right now and Faree..I hope this pic cheers you up(;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268538084527135410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 10px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SR2beVXbWrI/AAAAAAAAADg/t4ymg2ipD30/s400/thumb_E7E1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268537952630814146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-7459535627252330493</id><published>2008-11-14T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:44:09.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I feel like burrying myself alive'/><title type='text'>Burried Myself Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alright..I'm back and I'm just here to put in the lyrics of one of my all time favourite songs.Its by The Used.The tittle of the song is Burried Myself Alive.Its my favourite song because this is just one of the songs that I can relate my life to.So here it is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You almost always pick the best times&lt;br /&gt;to drop the worst lines&lt;br /&gt;you almost made me cry again this time&lt;br /&gt;another false alarm&lt;br /&gt;red flashing lights&lt;br /&gt;well this time I'm not going to watch myself die&lt;br /&gt;I think I made it a game to play your game&lt;br /&gt;and let myself cry&lt;br /&gt;I buried myself alive on the inside&lt;br /&gt;so I could shut you out&lt;br /&gt;and let you go away for a long time&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's ok I puked the day away&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way&lt;br /&gt;and if you want me back&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna have to ask nicer than that&lt;br /&gt;I think the chairs broke away&lt;br /&gt;and I felt it the day that I had my own time&lt;br /&gt;I took advantage of myself and felt fine&lt;br /&gt;but it was worth the night&lt;br /&gt;I caught an early flight and I made it home&lt;br /&gt;With my foot on your neck&lt;br /&gt;I finally have you right where I want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268522105482451698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 2px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 8px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SR2M8OyTGvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/E9M7BN_iINs/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-7459535627252330493?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7459535627252330493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=7459535627252330493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7459535627252330493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/7459535627252330493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/burried-myself-alive.html' title='Burried Myself Alive'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SR2M8OyTGvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/E9M7BN_iINs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-1583109732103351948</id><published>2008-11-14T01:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:06:45.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I hate you and you and you and deffinitely you'/><title type='text'>I'm used to it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The things I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; most are listed down here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.I hate fucking liars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.I hate people trying to piss me off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.I hate people saying one thing but meaning another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;4.I hate people who can't just tell me straight up to the face and tell me how the feel about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5.I hate people making me feel like I'm the one who did wrong when they're in the wrong to begin with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;6.I hate those busted types&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;7.I hate those 'oops!so what?you're going to do sumtin about it?'(what a fucked up thing to say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;8.I hate getting my heart broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;9.I hate it when a girl that I'm really interested in being in a relationship with is giving me false hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;10.I hate it when a girl tells me she loves me but actually she does'nt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;11.I hate those kinda girls that seriously go for looks.Like seriously go for looks(there's a limit)I mean..What for if the guy's good-looking when his attitude sucks to the core.Idiots -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;12.I hate people taking advantage of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;13.I hate pretenders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;14.I hate people looking down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;15.I hate people not appreciating all the good stuff I did for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;16.But what I really hate is when somebody's being a bitch all the time.A prissy bitch if i might add.Like..Umm..WTF are you trying to prove?You cn get any guy/girl you want than just throw them one side till a better more good-looking guy/girl comes along?Well..Listen up..There's a saying of what goes around comes around..So umm..I suggest you watch your back alright?Because who knows..One day you might really fall for that guy/girl,but that guy/girl turns out to be like you.LOL.Well..Serves you right than.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sigh..I'm soo glad I got all that out..Sape2 terase gasak korang la.If you think I'm referring to you.Than be a good boy/girl and ask 1st.Sheesh..Bitches nowdays..They come in both sexes!WOW!O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&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/2721041285245244544-1583109732103351948?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1583109732103351948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=1583109732103351948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1583109732103351948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/1583109732103351948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-used-to-it.html' title='I&apos;m used to it'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-3860196842666178707</id><published>2008-11-14T00:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:11:38.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confused'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxdVnZ_o1I/AAAAAAAAACo/WDbssnO8xII/s1600-h/Wooooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxdVnZ_o1I/AAAAAAAAACo/WDbssnO8xII/s320/Wooooo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268188290053284690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hey there guys.I'm don't know why..But i have a random feeling to write a poem.I hope that its good.So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm feeling this way&lt;br /&gt;Life just seems to be incomplete without you&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound crazy&lt;br /&gt;But what else can I do?&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm still in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I think I'm missing you&lt;br /&gt;Goddammit what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;Should I move on?&lt;br /&gt;Or should I stick with these fe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;elings I had for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo confused&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo confused&lt;br /&gt;WTF should I do?&lt;br /&gt;How could I just let it go after all we've been through&lt;br /&gt;On a second thought,I'm glad that we're through&lt;br /&gt;After all you put me through&lt;br /&gt;After all I've put up with you,this is what you do?&lt;br /&gt;I think your decision was best not only for me but for us&lt;br /&gt;I somehow feel that I've lost your t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;rust&lt;br /&gt;Why of all the times I'm feeling like this&lt;br /&gt;Why here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Why now?&lt;br /&gt;I just can't take this anymore&lt;br /&gt;I need a way to drown my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope I even make it ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ll tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2721041285245244544-3860196842666178707?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxdVnZ_o1I/AAAAAAAAACo/WDbssnO8xII/s72-c/Wooooo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-6432453296714453588</id><published>2008-11-12T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:30:03.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Wow..What a week...Fought with 2 of my blood brothers.One of them told me yesterday that he wanted to meet me and give me a good beating.I said you can do what you want to me.I won't fight back.He was surprised and said I'll see you tomorrow.So this afternoon I went to meet up with him.He was with his girlfriend(my ex).He was surprised that I even dared to show up.I told him to take your time,make full use of the time I'm giving you.My ex kept begging him not to give me a beating.He was mad and asked her if she still had feelings for me.I was touched by her action.She still kept begging him not to give me a good beating.I smiled.The next thing I knew,he gave me a hook to my ribs,and I think the rib that I almost broke for Faree is busted now.I won't know for sure.It just hurts like hell now.The next punch went to my temple.It totally knocked me out.I was out cold for almost half an hour.I remembered asking Faree for help.Than I tried to get back to my feet.Man..I had to gather every last inch of strength i had in me.When I finally got back to my feet,I remembered my mama..I love her soo much.I just told myself I had to go home to see her face..It took me quite a while to reach my house as I could barely walk.I felt soo bad..Don't worry Amir..I'm not blogging about you.I won't make stuff up just because we fought.I'm soo sorry bro..Could you ever forgive me?I wish we never had that fight..I hope you forgive me bro..IMY alot dude..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Sigh..Ok..I think I'm done..I'll stop here for now.Till next time.Take care guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-6432453296714453588?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6432453296714453588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=6432453296714453588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/6432453296714453588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/6432453296714453588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/ouch.html' title='Ouch'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-4427663173683321283</id><published>2008-11-09T01:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:52:02.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombie-ish Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow..Ytd was a rush.Firstly,I did'nt sleep at all last night,Secondly,I failed someone last night,thirdly,I had a craving for durian(I know I should'nt but it's addictive XD),and lastly,I'm feeling like a zombie..Oooooh..Hahaha!But yeah...Its was quite an adventure today.I met up with Azah because she was soo kind to buy me lip rings and a lip stud.Aww..Thanks Azah(:&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting my guy friend's parents were in Malaysia.Hahaha.You know what that means..PARTY TIME!WOOOOHOOO!Yeah..It was fun..He also wanted to pierce his lips.So i pierced for him but he was being soo picky/He said he wanted to pierce on the right first because if he were to pierce on the left,he would look like a Matrep..Dood..Everybody knows you pierce your left side first..Bitch..He was irratating me..Grr..Irratating noob..So when it was time to pierce his lips,I did'nt hessitate.I was brutal on his lip.He had no chance to react.Hahaha.Idiot...But he's still my blood brother.Sorry bro.You were irratating me(:&lt;br /&gt;After that dramatic scene,I went home and boy oh boy..I was restless.I did'nt want to sleep at all.Wierd huh?But I did'nt know what was going on with me.Probblly something happened last nught,but I just can't guese what.Nevermind..I'll figure it out soon.I hope I get to sleep tonight..Ouhh...I'm feeling zombie-ish..Hahha!Well...One last thing...I wanna say thank you Azah for being there for me through thick and thin this year and I appreciate all your help(:&lt;br /&gt;We go on our get-lost-at-town fieldtrip after your Os baybeh?Hahaha!And on that note..I end my post here.I wanna continue playing DOTA.Hahaha!And to all the bitches out there..Its not a nerd game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cya guys!GOD BLESS OBAMA!WOOOOHOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266356096677597890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRXa97MuUsI/AAAAAAAAACI/PcYUmG6vYCQ/s320/I_Was_Bored.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks Azah For The Lip Ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&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/2721041285245244544-4427663173683321283?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4427663173683321283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=4427663173683321283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4427663173683321283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/4427663173683321283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/lip-piercings.html' title='Zombie-ish Day'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRXa97MuUsI/AAAAAAAAACI/PcYUmG6vYCQ/s72-c/I_Was_Bored.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-8647291679745512228</id><published>2008-11-07T02:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T02:30:55.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m sorry but it&apos;s not you'/><title type='text'>DOTA/Family/My Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh wow!Just finnished playing DOTA with my cousin.I'm soo irratated.I picked the wrong character and kept dieing.BOOOHOOO!BULLY ME ONLY):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahaha!Well..It is only a game.Hahaha!I have more important things to wry about than that.I recently made a promise to myself.I will try to be more focus in my studies,I won't do any hanky pankying with both sexes.Just to point out that I'm straight.Some people insist I be gay -.-"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want to make my family proud.Firstly my mum,she gave me life,she clothed me,fed me,nourished me from the day I was born.I will forever love you mama and I will forever be your Bambino(Spanish for baby boy) Secondly my dad,he is setting a good example and its best I realised that I follow it,I will try to change for the better dada,and lastly my sister,I want to set a good example to her.Me being the elder brother,it is my job to help my parents direct her to the right path.I do not wish for her to be like me.I was bad brother,I intend to correct that and change for my family.No more distractions.No more girls.Well...Only those girls who understand me,want to change me for the better,want me to succeed,not self-centred,not flirty,faithfull,not bitchy(there's a limit to how bitchy a girl can be),motivate me to study and turns me on.Hahaha.Yeah..That's my dream girl.I will be the happiest teenager in the world if I ever get a gerl like that.I bet that's what every guy would say when he starts imagining his dream girl.Hahaha!Well,one things for sure,its deffinitely not you,or you,or you or you or you.Hahaha!(Sape2 terase mintak maaf ye)Well....That's about it.Phew!I'm relieved to get that of my chest.I feel much better now..Ahh...Much better..Good night my fellow bloggers and readers!I'm gonna sleep now and think of my dream girl.Too bad the durian effect wore off.Hahaha!Tc now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-8647291679745512228?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8647291679745512228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=8647291679745512228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8647291679745512228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/8647291679745512228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/dotafamilymy-future.html' title='DOTA/Family/My Future'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-2110281892760674618</id><published>2008-11-07T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T01:43:52.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Truth Kinda Hurts A Lil'/><title type='text'>Oh So True</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Phew..Just got off the phone with Hudah and afterwards Faree.Missed talking to Hudah.Its been awhile.Hahaha.But for Faree...I still enjoy talking to her.Hehehe.Well I did'nt give her my full attention and for that I appologies.I was playing DOTA with my cousin.Its really addictive.Been killing my cousin seens just now and vice versa.Hahaha!Its a fun game.Faree was getting annoyed.I could tell from the tone of her voice.Oh no..I'm in deep shit.So I gave her my full attention for awhile.She asked me to read something on her blog.So I read it and boy oh boy I was shocked.Her classmate wrote this on their class blog.So here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Once, there was guy, who was in love with a gal.She wasn't most Beautiful But for him, she was everything.He used to dream about her, about spending the rest of life with her.His friends told himWhy do you dream so much about her, when you don't even know if she loves you or not?First tell her your feelings, and get to know if she likes you or not'.He felt that was the right way.The gal knew from the beginning, that this guy loves her.One day when he proposed, she rejected him.His friends thought he would take wrong decision and ruin his life.To their surprise, he was not depressed.When they asked him how is that he is not sad. He replied&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;why should I feel bad?I lost one who never loved me &amp;amp; she lost the one who loved and cared for her.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahaha.Its kinda true.I don't know about the last part though.Tell me different then but now the story is abit altered.I'll just laugh about it.&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/2721041285245244544-2110281892760674618?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2110281892760674618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=2110281892760674618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2110281892760674618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/2110281892760674618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-so-true.html' title='Oh So True'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-3839050180388400081</id><published>2008-11-06T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:23:45.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Long Lost Besfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My long lost besfriend(Huda) called me.At last!After many weeks of lost contact she finnally called me!Hahaha!I hope she does'nt know that I'm currently in the mood and I'm high right now.Hehehe...But don't worry..I'm a master at disguising my voice.Hwahahaha!K gtg!She's waiting for me on the phone.Would'nt want to keep her waiting.I'll be back(;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2721041285245244544-3839050180388400081?l=fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3839050180388400081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2721041285245244544&amp;postID=3839050180388400081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3839050180388400081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2721041285245244544/posts/default/3839050180388400081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fragilealmostshatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-long-lost-besfriend.html' title='My Long Lost Besfriend'/><author><name>People Call Me Bayoyoyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11111635962488009663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QT4zZpRWK3I/SRxgu7Zrd9I/AAAAAAAAACw/scu9qV-p4eM/S220/Can+see+my+hair+colour.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2721041285245244544.post-2240944742630104852</id><published>2008-11-06T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T02:19:55.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Durian is like Ecstacy to me'/><title type='text'>Ooops!I ate durian tarts just now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well..I don't feel too good...I just ate a durian puff..I forgot that I'm not supposed to eat durian because as strange as it is,durians make me HORNY.Hahaha.Yeap..They put me in the mood.So as I'm typing out this post,I'm feeling hot and high r
