<?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-8761768110789867239</id><updated>2012-02-17T05:44:38.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi i am awei</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>692</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-2999534791776294464</id><published>2012-01-15T00:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T01:08:08.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old friends. nonooo. atok.</title><content type='html'>i don't know if youre reading it or not.&lt;br /&gt;but i think you stop reading it. AHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHA&lt;br /&gt;so, i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;was reading the facebook message between you and me. i know i shouldn't read it.&lt;br /&gt;aaah. miss it when you call me syg. AAHHAAHAHHAAH!&lt;br /&gt;i miss calling you that too. and all those merepek names i gave you.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just be myself when we are in the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;i realise that, yeaaa. when in cames to relationship, iam not like me.&lt;br /&gt;yea. first few months with you, iam me. &lt;br /&gt;i like that feeeeeeling youknow. finally in one relationship, i can be myself. youknow.&lt;br /&gt;and i really want to fb message you that i miss you super super much.&lt;br /&gt;when you tell me that you dont want to message me, kaycool. nolah. i nearly cry.&lt;br /&gt;but maintain ~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you reading it.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you alot. but i don't have the guts to tell you cause yeaaa. rejection.&lt;br /&gt;you somehow reject me once when iam trying to get us back together again.&lt;br /&gt;you doesn't want to hurt for the third time. understand. super understand.&lt;br /&gt;i just want us to be friends back, cause we were much more happier when we are friends.&lt;br /&gt;iam sorry that i fall for you.&lt;br /&gt;if not we are still talking in msn. :'((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-2999534791776294464?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2999534791776294464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=2999534791776294464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2999534791776294464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2999534791776294464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2012/01/old-friends-nonooo-atok.html' title='old friends. nonooo. atok.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-1391025873292355538</id><published>2012-01-08T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T03:01:46.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hola amigos.</title><content type='html'>2012 already! fckyeah. last day of holidays already.&lt;br /&gt;:'( i dont wanna go school laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;i realise 2012 is not a gd year for me. now is 8 of january and alot of things happened.&lt;br /&gt;today, i make mom angry. hahahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;dad was asking me if i wanna get myself a atm card. then i look at mom, i told dad that, mom brainwashed me.&lt;br /&gt;her eyes, O.O cannot be bigger. HAHHAAHHA! sensitive lah my mama.&lt;br /&gt;trying to cut down on malay words.&lt;br /&gt;iam a racist kid. :) no lah. kidding. but my papa, yes he is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. IAM IN LOVE AGAIN. ♥.♥  hamsem nyaaaaa. &lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHHAAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHA!  distance relationship, you see.&lt;br /&gt;victor kim, melt lah :'(( y i no see hamsem guy like you in singapore?!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHA! and iam not what kind of model body's and pretty like celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;jealous :'( and i wanna buy this watch. and and this shirt. guess what. what.&lt;br /&gt;it cost 120$ for that shirt, and 60$ for that watch. :'( no moneylah.&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY. next saturday, karaoke with kwns again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was telling me about her boyfr.&lt;br /&gt;what did i do, to deserve this kind of shyt? &lt;br /&gt;i didn't even action when i was in a relationship &amp;&amp; youre not. i don't go like " you know my boyf. woooooohblahblahblah. "&lt;br /&gt;fckyou. &lt;br /&gt;oi, i no friends to tell how i exactly feel. not even my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;pathetic much eh. &lt;br /&gt;stop it with your life how miserable or whatever, other country outside is worse then your any condition.&lt;br /&gt;if you tell me you have any illness and not curable, or youre worse then those kid can't even have a proper meal in a day.&lt;br /&gt;tell me all your storys, and i will listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;its not that i doesnt want to listen to it, its like it pierce thru my heart when you telling me about those things that remind me of past. kay?! and i bwg about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karthi was doing the 366 days of challenge thingy. I FEEL LIKE DOING TOOOOOOO! but pass 7 days already :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-1391025873292355538?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1391025873292355538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=1391025873292355538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1391025873292355538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1391025873292355538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2012/01/hola-amigos.html' title='hola amigos.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-6096239594716315696</id><published>2011-11-30T18:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T18:04:34.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2xO2rW-dizk/TtX_LX6Ju0I/AAAAAAAAB9w/rZNjT4SxpV0/s1600/P08-02-09_17.41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2xO2rW-dizk/TtX_LX6Ju0I/AAAAAAAAB9w/rZNjT4SxpV0/s400/P08-02-09_17.41.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680727075859315522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-6096239594716315696?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6096239594716315696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=6096239594716315696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/6096239594716315696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/6096239594716315696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2xO2rW-dizk/TtX_LX6Ju0I/AAAAAAAAB9w/rZNjT4SxpV0/s72-c/P08-02-09_17.41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-656854593126130536</id><published>2011-11-22T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T00:21:06.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehllo!</title><content type='html'>i change my url .&lt;br /&gt;but still using this. :O maybelah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe some will say i try to be a hipster.&lt;br /&gt;maybe some will say i really change.&lt;br /&gt;maybe some will not even realise whats going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never change, and i will never be someone who is not me.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna distract myself.&lt;br /&gt;i can't be my friend that can easily tell anyone my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna tell, but who wanna listen? the more you listen, the more i wanna tell. the more i wanna tell, you will get bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know who will read this.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't say gdbye. youre the one who say it.&lt;br /&gt;i give up, but i want you to ask me stay. you didn't. so takpelah.&lt;br /&gt;what is past, is already past. only see me take how long to get over you.&lt;br /&gt;maybe months? or years?&lt;br /&gt;or maybe until i find a new love? i don'tknow.&lt;br /&gt;you change your password. i always wanna see if you leave that group too or not.&lt;br /&gt;but too bad, i can't see it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-656854593126130536?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/656854593126130536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=656854593126130536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/656854593126130536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/656854593126130536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/11/hehllo.html' title='Hehllo!'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-3315010376267105998</id><published>2011-11-21T02:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T02:16:36.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to you, babi ....</title><content type='html'>i miss you .  i miss you badly.&lt;br /&gt;its different from the previous? WHY.  WHY.&lt;br /&gt;IAM SO SORRY THAT I BREAK YOUR HEART . WHYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna tweet. but no one care to ask if iam okay or what.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you . fuck. i miss how we talk. i miss how we were.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;stupid little sis, playing 'the one that got away'&lt;br /&gt;i wanna talk to you :'( i seriously want to talk to you and tell you how much i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;every sentence of you and me, with always end with loveyou.&lt;br /&gt;argh! fuck it. i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i regret. i regret asking you to find another girl..&lt;br /&gt;no regret to ask you for a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou for a wonderful relationship, even though its sucks after ite. but that seven month is (Y)&lt;br /&gt;i seriously miss you :'((&lt;br /&gt;i miss you atok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-3315010376267105998?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3315010376267105998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=3315010376267105998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/3315010376267105998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/3315010376267105998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-you-babi.html' title='to you, babi ....'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-4394718406519595455</id><published>2011-10-21T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T17:28:21.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi.</title><content type='html'>hi today might be the last post for me. and i shall unprivate my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last two days was helping out for siti's group at hougang.&lt;br /&gt;fun but tiring. really had a biggest prank so far. and had really good communication with their crews.&lt;br /&gt;help them cook maggie mee last night. hahah, thanks for who say its nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you, aliybaba.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i didn't asked for it, but i think and think.. that day will come one day if i didn't ask.&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly that day you didn't ask me to stay or ask why. maybe i always say i wanna leave you, and thats why you never ask? &lt;br /&gt;:') i don't know. but really sad to see that you didn't even try to reply my message or telling me more.&lt;br /&gt;maybe you was acting strong? or i don't know, or the feeling of heartbreak cure faster then i do?&lt;br /&gt;thats really fast, and maybe someone help you, a girl that is going to be your next gf? this is all my assumption :)&lt;br /&gt;now, 21 of october. lets not count how many days we didn't talk.&lt;br /&gt;just to let you know, i know its impossible for us to be friends back.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even wanna leave you in the first place, everything backfired. just like what i did to them on the secondary days.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i didn't talk to them, they will talk to me more but nope, everything backfired.&lt;br /&gt;kbestlah. &lt;br /&gt;did you ever read my twitter when we are still together? did you ever care about me when we are still together?&lt;br /&gt;talking is cheap, you did nothing more cheap. i know lah, i also never do anything what.&lt;br /&gt;you know what, i hate myself cause i understanding toooooooooo much. :)&lt;br /&gt;go out with you, still need to see if your family or your schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;you know, all this long i waiting for you to ask me out? you busy on certain day, I MAKE MYSELF BUSY ON THAT CERTAIN DAY TOO. you didn't even make that effort to wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;why you must do everything back to me? talk so many also pointing out all the things that i don't like.&lt;br /&gt;what about you, hating about me for 1year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i fall a sick. and i was hoping if i will get another packet of famous amos cookie from you.&lt;br /&gt;that make me smile :) i miss it when i randomly message you what am i going to do next.&lt;br /&gt;only you can treat me, no other guy can. only you know who is witch iam referring to. &lt;br /&gt;only me can love you, only me you can see. only me is the reason for you smile everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i loike it when i joke and make you laugh, cause you are the only person that is not easily laugh, with me.&lt;br /&gt;i like your fats, they are warm. i always laugh at you when you use knife and fork cause you don't know how to use :)&lt;br /&gt;"i like your brown eyes, can i have it ? " Snap twist , hi five all this stuffs. good memories. &lt;br /&gt;but i realise good memories easily forget then bad memories.&lt;br /&gt;youknow i know, we will not last long forever like we say.&lt;br /&gt;we are too common that, both of us happen to have eczema which is passing to our next generation.&lt;br /&gt;like what your dad say. " your anak will suffer ! " :)&lt;br /&gt;we can't be lovers, but i still hope that we can be goody friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1111. always wish for the same thing over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;talk to you soon, atok :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-4394718406519595455?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4394718406519595455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=4394718406519595455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4394718406519595455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4394718406519595455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/10/hi.html' title='hi.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-5271241412204190338</id><published>2011-10-05T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T01:19:37.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imissyousupermuch :'(</title><content type='html'>i want to go back to springfield secondary school...&lt;br /&gt;at least i know that youre looking at me, then i like shy shy look away. hahaahah!&lt;br /&gt;you know, i always saw you looking at me? :)&lt;br /&gt;i activate my facebook account. sigh, iam so loser.&lt;br /&gt;its not because i need to see my groups. is i want to see if you got say anything again.&lt;br /&gt;but after activate, there's nothing...&lt;br /&gt;are we officially break up?&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself pretending to be so strong, and at the end, end up crying alone.&lt;br /&gt;i tweets, i want you to see :'( i post at your tumblr. i hope one day you will read back.&lt;br /&gt;there's this feeling telling me that youre reading it. nono, youre not reading it.&lt;br /&gt;omg :'( atokatok.. talk to me again can? pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease :'(&lt;br /&gt;but on the second thought. i leaving you cause this reason. &lt;br /&gt;what if we together again, and is the same reason ?!&lt;br /&gt;i need to leave you again?! :'(( i hate you, like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i told you, i told you! i don't like you going to ite! :'(&lt;br /&gt;you change, like seriously change.. or we didn't meet up so long ?&lt;br /&gt;springfield oh springfield. i prefer you.&lt;br /&gt;at least, we are spoon-fed and i get to see you everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-5271241412204190338?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5271241412204190338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=5271241412204190338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5271241412204190338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5271241412204190338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/10/imissyousupermuch.html' title='imissyousupermuch :&apos;('/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-8353839679102819666</id><published>2011-10-04T17:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T17:58:27.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i asked for it :'(</title><content type='html'>hello! today i facebook ask him to find another girl.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, WISH HIM GOOD LUCK SOMEMORE. :'( i don't want to wish him... can i like curse him like how i curse them?&lt;br /&gt;seriously very mean. okay.&lt;br /&gt;last night i wrote this.. but don't dare to post. i saved in somewhere where he know.&lt;br /&gt;but i know he never login. this afternoon, i have my guts to post.....&lt;br /&gt;i want to cry.. but i can't cry.&lt;br /&gt;i want to tell.. but i don't dare to tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i never go to school. cause iam tired. oooohfuck! i cannot liek that anymore :'(&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow need to wake up on time and go to school.&lt;br /&gt;call jariah. call xiaopei's friends. they are RUDE.&lt;br /&gt;RUDE RUDE RUDE RUDE RUDE RUDE RUDE!&lt;br /&gt;fizah say late already cannot. hope thursday jadi. if not , no cast, CANNOT FILM :'(&lt;br /&gt;i don't like this course...&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out drink :'(&lt;br /&gt;oh. i deactivate my fb account.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-8353839679102819666?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8353839679102819666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=8353839679102819666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/8353839679102819666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/8353839679102819666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-asked-for-it.html' title='i asked for it :&apos;('/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-2429665260410176922</id><published>2011-10-04T02:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T02:10:52.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:'( read my blog, or your tumblrrrr.</title><content type='html'>i decided. sorry babe. i really love you. i don't want you to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to eat outside with yt. was talking to her about friends.&lt;br /&gt;haiyoyo. then we went to pasar malam :) &lt;br /&gt;I HOPE MY BOYFRIEND WILL BRING ME RANDOMLY GO OUT EAT! :D love him super much if any guy does that to me.&lt;br /&gt;bought this screen protected and red colored cover with yt . wooooh, best her. she buy 2 for 6$ and i buy 1 for 4$&lt;br /&gt;she treat me eat ji ba :) NICE !honey coated. ohohohohoohmama. ♥&lt;br /&gt;i buy red, instead of green. because i know you like red. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i harsh, rude to you cause i want you to leave me.&lt;br /&gt;but my heart doesn't even want you to leave me. &lt;br /&gt;fuck. what am i doing? if we didn't, things will still be the same.&lt;br /&gt;we will still fight. i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;youre the best thing i never had. thanks for the everything that you gave me.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i could have it more, but it won't happen anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i hope if we see each other outside, you will tegor me and smile and talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;i really wish you will tackle me back.&lt;br /&gt;gd'bye, ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next month, nye 02. then i will un-private my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-2429665260410176922?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2429665260410176922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=2429665260410176922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2429665260410176922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2429665260410176922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;( read my blog, or your tumblrrrr.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-7203295735597197981</id><published>2011-10-02T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T20:56:26.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cdrycdjhkn,khjgfgt</title><content type='html'>if youre really busy . and still doesn't want to find time for me.&lt;br /&gt;that's it okay?&lt;br /&gt;now youre the one that is busy, please.&lt;br /&gt;it seem like you doesn't really love me like last time.&lt;br /&gt;this time round, my 'thorn' to hate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-7203295735597197981?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7203295735597197981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=7203295735597197981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7203295735597197981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7203295735597197981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/10/cdrycdjhknkhjgfgt.html' title='cdrycdjhkn,khjgfgt'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-7117849945850928301</id><published>2011-10-02T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T00:15:59.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohgod. save me.</title><content type='html'>hello, yesterday night went to valerie's chalet.&lt;br /&gt;wooooh! meet yuting, and minyang at bedok. went to singsong and buy absolut vodka.&lt;br /&gt;GOSH. 42$ :'(&lt;br /&gt;k nevermind. then then mingyang came and took 17 to downtown. you know what, SO LONG! :'(&lt;br /&gt;meet huixian at bus stop. and then went to buy durian puff. aaaaaw, mingyang so sweet can ?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;know why ?  CAUSE VALERIE LIKE DURIAN ! :)&lt;br /&gt;okay. then went to chalet, and eat chicken wings with vodka ~ and and and durian puff!&lt;br /&gt;wooooooooh. i must admit. iam like not totally sober and i can't even stable myself after drinking so many cuuups.&lt;br /&gt;its so bitter, FUCKYOUVODKA! i wanna try vodka vanilla next time :) but kinda expensive :'(&lt;br /&gt;67$ ? FUUUUUUCK.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, but after so many cups, i feel like crying :'(&lt;br /&gt;and i cry for two times so badly. went into valerie's room and watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;i feel seriously want to vomit. i went out and have some deep breathe.&lt;br /&gt;valerie came out and talk to me. hahaahahha! i ermember what she say but my breathing serious _|_&lt;br /&gt;i remember, i was like out of breathe :'( and next thing is i throw up.&lt;br /&gt;omg. DISGUSTING CAN.&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW. really suffering. lucky yuting really stop me from drinking and she take care of me. &lt;br /&gt;thanks ! went home, and siap. and get ready to sleep !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohohohohoh! i buy a dress for wingurl.&lt;br /&gt;i know she don't like. I DON'T CARE, I STILL BUYING !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-7117849945850928301?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7117849945850928301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=7117849945850928301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7117849945850928301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7117849945850928301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/10/ohgod-save-me.html' title='ohgod. save me.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-1584180906625121486</id><published>2011-09-30T01:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T01:31:11.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!%@%@!@!!!%@%@5</title><content type='html'>OI ! I ALSO CAN BE ATTENTION SEEKER ONE LEH.&lt;br /&gt;UHUHUHUHUHUUH, BYTCH I TELL YOU. DON'T FUCKING CB COME AND STEP ONE VERY SAD TO ME AH. &lt;br /&gt;HATE THOSE PEOPLE WHO CLAIM HOW SAD THEY ARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuting say, because of that, i may not be that really love him.&lt;br /&gt;what if i say opposite ? is it , because of i really love him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom. I REALLY WANT TO TALK BACK.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ALSO WHAT. AHPEI ALSO WHAT. SHE FUCKING LIE TO YOU AND DAD. &lt;br /&gt;PLEASE , DONT TELL ME YOU DON'T KNOW SHE FUCKING LIE TO YOU GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;and,  I FOLLOW YOU. YOU ALWAYS GO OUT ALSO WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK. WHY EVERYTIME YOU SAY ME, IS ALWAYS LIKE SAYING YOURSELF ?&lt;br /&gt;AH?! SAY I WASTE MONEY. YOU WASTE YOUR MONEY ON GAMBLE.&lt;br /&gt;SAY I ALWAYS GO OUT, YOU EVERYDAY GO OUT. &lt;br /&gt;YOU BIA ! @!%!@!%@%!%@!&lt;br /&gt;i really want to........... esp this FUCKING SHYT WORLD. &lt;br /&gt;UNFAIR NYE WORLD CB .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-1584180906625121486?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1584180906625121486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=1584180906625121486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1584180906625121486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1584180906625121486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/5.html' title='!!%@%@!@!!!%@%@5'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-3331260915706962140</id><published>2011-09-30T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T01:20:32.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohfuck</title><content type='html'>yesterday went to teoheng with the chinese.&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahaha! last minute high you mei you.&lt;br /&gt;cause like. IAM A CHINESE IDIOT AND MY SINGING SUCKS :'(&lt;br /&gt;no confident sia sing in public. and bytch, all jay chou songs?! &lt;br /&gt;ccooooooome oonnnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. tomorrow tomorrow, you coming back to sg. should i go airport take you?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what time, i don't know which date.&lt;br /&gt;message you also never reply. fucka. HOW LAH HOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cb. tio ignore sia. fucking, keep on talking about relationship.&lt;br /&gt;come on, i want to help you right. sua lah. youre just gonna stuck there forever with him that has left. you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;please accept the facts. PLEASE THINK THAT OUTSIDE PEOPLE, MIGHT HAVE THE WORSE SITUATION THEN YOU.&lt;br /&gt;yours? is nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-3331260915706962140?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3331260915706962140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=3331260915706962140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/3331260915706962140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/3331260915706962140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/ohfuck.html' title='ohfuck'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-6594346630945452479</id><published>2011-09-29T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T02:36:27.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wooooh, vodka!</title><content type='html'>hello , i wish i could just un-private my blog.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. its going to be 100post for this and last two months? :o&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAA!&lt;br /&gt;friday gonna drink. hmm, is it a good news that wingirl never scold me for drinking?&lt;br /&gt;she say drinking is better then smoking. i agree much.&lt;br /&gt;sorry syg, i break your promise.&lt;br /&gt;i drink, and i wanna be drunk-dead for many many many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rapping my own compose song. hahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;before eating supper, my gastric pain :'( after eat, MORE PAIN. haiyoh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-6594346630945452479?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6594346630945452479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=6594346630945452479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/6594346630945452479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/6594346630945452479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/wooooh-vodka.html' title='wooooh, vodka!'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-8691851721303457913</id><published>2011-09-28T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T01:38:11.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyday iam go-out-ing ~</title><content type='html'>hi . mom started to nag me cause i like everyday go out. kay, thats soooo sucky can?&lt;br /&gt;its like, going to a high school wearing home clothes.&lt;br /&gt;i can't always be wearing the same shirt, meeting the same people.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. so yea, wasted some of my times on clothing before i really step out of my house, meeting friends.&lt;br /&gt;last week, monday to sunday go out. except THURSDAY.&lt;br /&gt;i forget why i go out :O&lt;br /&gt;monday, went to henderson waves with friends and kbox.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhfuck, i hate it. cause they intend to make fun of it :'(&lt;br /&gt;celebrated jariah's belated birthday. bought a cake and celebrate at herderson wave.&lt;br /&gt;"ohbytch, didn't you said you wanna bring me there? " HAH.&lt;br /&gt;no. cab there, we walk. then cab to cash studio ops hard rock cafe. fuckyou!&lt;br /&gt;then sing sing, brought alcohol and wine along singing session.&lt;br /&gt;Shared with jariah, and she wanna more. but i left 10bucks.&lt;br /&gt;GOSH! I BOUGHT 50$ LEFT 10$ soooo gonna kidding me. :'(&lt;br /&gt;i wanna buy paranoid with shaf one tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today tuesday, actually today go out. but tired. sorry :'( i lie.&lt;br /&gt;but serious. i promise wingurl that i will help me.&lt;br /&gt;helped with her works, chiong for printing. THEN HER FRIENDS SAY NO NEED PRINT !&lt;br /&gt;ok, that's cool, AHAHHAAHHAHAHA! but i enjoy this 7hours helping her :)&lt;br /&gt;ahpei is pissing me off :'( i don't like her fucking attitude now. bytch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-8691851721303457913?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8691851721303457913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=8691851721303457913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/8691851721303457913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/8691851721303457913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/everyday-iam-go-out-ing.html' title='everyday iam go-out-ing ~'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-3936747183793674753</id><published>2011-09-28T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T01:29:05.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>you know, i think before :o&lt;br /&gt;its going to be awesome, if you mix around with my friends. &lt;br /&gt;Girls/ Boys.&lt;br /&gt;or if i mix around with your friends, Girls/ Boys.&lt;br /&gt;you know! coooooool lah uh.&lt;br /&gt;but nah, i know you know.&lt;br /&gt;iam shy towards your friends. hmm, IAM SHY TOWARDS PEOPLE! &lt;br /&gt;i step friendly jer lah. iam not that friendly. everyone in spf should know that iam not that friendly.&lt;br /&gt;look at myself. iam not pretty or popular in school. COME ON LAH.&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaa. i hope iam  :'( i want to run, but cheeebye, cannot runn. no. i lazy :'#$Q^@#^^@##@&amp;&amp;@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. 3days left. should i go airport take you? or your family taking you?&lt;br /&gt;should i tag along too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmine. i was so distracted, from tumblr :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohbtw, this morning i can't sleep, nick also can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;so he called me, and tell me about this girl might like him. &lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING ! like usual, talk until my phone died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;do you know how much i wish it was you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you fucking doesn't even want to text me, woah, call? please. i should stop dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;and he called me a bytch. _|_  and BFF? LOL! seriousllyyyyyyyyy? k, at least i know that he take me as bff, not more then that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-3936747183793674753?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3936747183793674753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=3936747183793674753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/3936747183793674753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/3936747183793674753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-8408846485184603313</id><published>2011-09-27T03:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T03:43:59.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometime</title><content type='html'>sometime i sounds like iam so fucking pathetic, is just wanna get your attention.&lt;br /&gt;sometime i sounds so cool, is just wanna impress you.&lt;br /&gt;sometime i even sounds so dumb, is just wanna you go scold me :'(&lt;br /&gt;even though youre my boyfriend now, for over one year +&lt;br /&gt;still, i need to find sometime and make you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;cause youre not going to do that , you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. iam doing things to make you leave me.&lt;br /&gt;cause i doesn't want to hurt you. i want to hurt myself, HAH! so stupid?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. i just don't have the heart to hurt you , youknow.&lt;br /&gt;even though youre that stupid guy who hurt me :'(&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for next anniversary. it might be a disappointment again?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. tak tau lah uh. am i right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fail to be others gf, did i tell you that?&lt;br /&gt;i realise, i care others more then you. my wrong. you should leave me long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;why youre still holding me? are you waiting for me too. for asking for a ... ahem?&lt;br /&gt;iam not strong enough to face it alone.&lt;br /&gt;all i want is a best friend now. i realise.&lt;br /&gt;dear atok. i miss you and i love you. &lt;br /&gt;i don't think we can be the same as last time.&lt;br /&gt;now, distance, &amp; imaginary is RUINING US.  PLEASE, GOD. PLEASE :'(&lt;br /&gt;WHY LOVE IS SO lovely, and SO SUCKS ?&lt;br /&gt;yes, i will be lying , if i say i never really love this guy.&lt;br /&gt;i do really love him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-8408846485184603313?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8408846485184603313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=8408846485184603313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/8408846485184603313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/8408846485184603313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/sometime.html' title='sometime'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-5513881954888678600</id><published>2011-09-24T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T00:39:46.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this world2</title><content type='html'>if only i can leave this world, without any regrets.&lt;br /&gt;trust me bytchs, i will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-5513881954888678600?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5513881954888678600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=5513881954888678600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5513881954888678600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5513881954888678600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-world2.html' title='this world2'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-2537587258919895096</id><published>2011-09-24T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T00:38:24.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this world</title><content type='html'>this world not only involve loves.&lt;br /&gt;bear that in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why everyone need to be loved? being alone, by yourself. isn't that good?&lt;br /&gt;why this world have loves? haves careers? and future?&lt;br /&gt;fuck future. no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and babe, don't say me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;cause youre also. stop being mad at me when iam saying the right things.&lt;br /&gt;youre having fun, and ops. you forget to reply me.&lt;br /&gt;and you don't have any intention to reply me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;what can i say, boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much, and yet youre doing back to me.&lt;br /&gt;if you love me, you would have not done those things to hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;whatever i said, whatever i do. there's nothing for you and me to be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;cause nothing changes you. not even me..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i wasn't the girlfriend you want anymore.&lt;br /&gt;tell me babe, i will understand and slowly let you go.&lt;br /&gt;just give me some time, and my heart will let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. HAHAHAHAHA. sounds like a song 'yo.&lt;br /&gt;nope :'( its all i wanted to say to you.&lt;br /&gt;okay? byeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-2537587258919895096?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2537587258919895096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=2537587258919895096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2537587258919895096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2537587258919895096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-world.html' title='this world'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-9024941995907683735</id><published>2011-09-24T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T00:33:56.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this those pictures i send for pulau semakau</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F5SeKLTlTqU/Tny07Z1fSPI/AAAAAAAAB60/NMtec1i3YAg/s1600/when%2Bthe%2Bsky%2Bare%2Bgrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I_yLeQNyrZw/Tny0ar4cqdI/AAAAAAAAB6E/MqAgX4rXEL4/s400/Colour%2Bin%2Bgreen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655593602619582930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0mKjm3KKi_c/Tny0ampDhLI/AAAAAAAAB58/TApPwhUvVEA/s1600/Bug%2BLife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0mKjm3KKi_c/Tny0ampDhLI/AAAAAAAAB58/TApPwhUvVEA/s400/Bug%2BLife.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655593601212843186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-9024941995907683735?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/9024941995907683735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=9024941995907683735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/9024941995907683735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/9024941995907683735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-those-pictures-i-send-for-pulau.html' title='this those pictures i send for pulau semakau'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F5SeKLTlTqU/Tny07Z1fSPI/AAAAAAAAB60/NMtec1i3YAg/s72-c/when%2Bthe%2Bsky%2Bare%2Bgrey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-6120832103239759511</id><published>2011-09-23T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T00:11:26.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice one.</title><content type='html'>this is why i don't like to be in this stupid course -.-&lt;br /&gt;btw, thanks ah, stranger that is professional actor.&lt;br /&gt;youre fucking sarcastic, and arrogant about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;i hope one day, you BANKRUPT. KENA CHOP HERE CHOP THERE, BY YOUR ENEMIES. &lt;br /&gt;one of them, is me. WTF SIA.&lt;br /&gt;why am i nervous, and my armpit sweat ?&lt;br /&gt;but its okay. thanks mr pro, you let me learn that this world ain't any kind hearted professional actors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SohTangWei SohTangWei ! ' &lt;br /&gt;"the most difficult things to do is Casting" - Mr nic agree much.&lt;br /&gt;36 seconds ago Favorite Reply Delete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SohTangWei SohTangWei ! ' &lt;br /&gt;he really give me a lesson in advance.so,when i continue this course, i won't get any surprise anymore if some other people being like this.&lt;br /&gt;1 minute ago &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SohTangWei SohTangWei ! ' &lt;br /&gt;nevermind, at least that guy let me know that in this world, there's no any KIND HEARTED PROFESSIONAL ACTORS.&lt;br /&gt;3 minutes ago &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SohTangWei SohTangWei ! ' &lt;br /&gt;i bwg with that guy..&lt;br /&gt;6 minutes ago &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SohTangWei SohTangWei ! ' &lt;br /&gt;that bastard being sarcastic and ask me why ~ WHY ?! fyoulahcb.&lt;br /&gt;11 minutes ago &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is all i tweet about :'( tomorrow going to tell karthi about it . sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i still in a nervous mood..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-6120832103239759511?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6120832103239759511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=6120832103239759511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/6120832103239759511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/6120832103239759511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/nice-one.html' title='nice one.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-5831883683352319940</id><published>2011-09-19T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:08:02.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>atok saya.</title><content type='html'>Hello. I MISS YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-5831883683352319940?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5831883683352319940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=5831883683352319940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5831883683352319940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5831883683352319940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/atok-saya.html' title='atok saya.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-4496917044203803858</id><published>2011-09-18T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T00:44:30.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>manga cakeeeeeeeeeeee :')</title><content type='html'>hello ! :D&lt;br /&gt;on the last friday , went to chinese garden with siti and her friend.&lt;br /&gt;no . its Japanese garden :) hmm okay, nothing much to take.&lt;br /&gt;take water, and their natural light . owoooo.&lt;br /&gt;then went to tamp inter by his rented car :) SHIOK !&lt;br /&gt;wait for that moley moley . and then went to miss raudhah house ! :D&lt;br /&gt;FUN ! :D ahhaahha! one house but stay 2hours plus .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17sep , HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAPA ! :D ♥♥&lt;br /&gt;ONE YEAR OLDER LIAO O! :D but morning went to pulau semakau :'(&lt;br /&gt;AAHAHAHAH. told daddy about it, and 6plus wake up. omg, super sorry to let them wait :'(&lt;br /&gt;took train to circle line then purple line with classmates.&lt;br /&gt;reach hahourfront, and decided to buy mac as breakfast !&lt;br /&gt;FIRST TIME ! order 9 set for them ! it much 53.60 ! :'( AHHA!&lt;br /&gt;then eat harshbrown first, and later burger ~ :D&lt;br /&gt;reach pasir panjang ferry terminal . wait for the boat and dengdeng! we reach pulau semakau !&lt;br /&gt;briefing and we took bus went to this starting point. and walk HALF of the semi circle.&lt;br /&gt;took bus , to a small forest inside there. and take photo.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAHAH! had fun photography :) but sigh :'( friends got problem with me. some little small problems.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, you fly off too. bye.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i should endure or not.&lt;br /&gt;" Love is endure, and tolerant." MEANS ?&lt;br /&gt;no matter what, i love you too.&lt;br /&gt;you didn't want to show it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;you say, we guys need to breathe too. &lt;br /&gt;okay, i let you breathe all the time!&lt;br /&gt;one day, i really stop let you breathe as you want. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;can't you see? i stop love about you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-4496917044203803858?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4496917044203803858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=4496917044203803858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4496917044203803858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4496917044203803858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/manga-cakeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='manga cakeeeeeeeeeeee :&apos;)'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-690980587945710770</id><published>2011-09-14T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T00:26:33.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why syg why.</title><content type='html'>i thought if i never stop giving up, you might change.&lt;br /&gt;but i was wrong. totally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;the more i never give up. the more you trying to ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youre online again.. i dont' know when i will stop online and see you online or not, then go offline.&lt;br /&gt;i always online, and you never even want to talk to me ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-690980587945710770?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/690980587945710770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=690980587945710770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/690980587945710770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/690980587945710770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/why-syg-why.html' title='why syg why.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-2617471070709262592</id><published>2011-09-13T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T00:07:27.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what to do ? :'(</title><content type='html'>last night you called me and stuffs. hmm, i cried. you cried.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i just feel better after calling you? you know? thats why i insist nak talk on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;and another reason is.. i know if we message, i don't know when i can get your reply back.&lt;br /&gt;you say , we keep on fighting.&lt;br /&gt;yeaa. i remember, we were okay in the morning and always.. every night we fight and next day we are okay.&lt;br /&gt;i hope we can do that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i wanna meet you. but you say you sweating and and ask tomorrow can.&lt;br /&gt;you said this coming saturday you flying.&lt;br /&gt;since you ignore me, and i need to let you go. why not we just walk our own way?&lt;br /&gt;i have no heart want to tell you all this . cause i seriously never thought of REALLY doing those things :'(&lt;br /&gt;no matter, how many times i said i wanna leave you. those are lies.&lt;br /&gt;i want you to be afraid of losing me. but its not gonna work on you.&lt;br /&gt;i said, i need to learn not to message you everyday. yup. 2weeks youre out of town.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i will miss you, but i promise you. i won't disturb you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;we won't be fighting anymore, syg. we won't. cause we are nothing anymore..&lt;br /&gt;you say we are still kids. being a teenager isn't about love and rebellious? IAM JUST A TEENAGER, i want a lastlong relationship.&lt;br /&gt;and you promise. your promises, i think i shouldn't have it now..&lt;br /&gt;10 years down the road, what are we? still together? or never contact anymore. &lt;br /&gt;maybe is the second choice? i don't know :'(&lt;br /&gt;like that short film. neither we break up or we get marry.&lt;br /&gt;we already like this, and somemore, your dad is right. our kids will suffer from eczema.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want . blame me that i fall inlove with you.&lt;br /&gt;if i didn't fall for you, we won't end up hurting each other and crying.&lt;br /&gt;its neither tomorrow i will tell you, or after your trip. bon voyage syg.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-2617471070709262592?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2617471070709262592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=2617471070709262592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2617471070709262592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2617471070709262592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-to-do.html' title='what to do ? :&apos;('/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-1947964433395337649</id><published>2011-09-13T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T00:28:22.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry, iam not strong enough.</title><content type='html'>i cried infront of wing again .. :'(&lt;br /&gt;how useless am i to her? always cry because of relationship..&lt;br /&gt;he still call me syg. and never reply anymore. i don't know what happenn.. &lt;br /&gt;just hope that.. i don't know what to hope now.&lt;br /&gt;hoping that you and me can be friends? hoping that you might change for me? hoping that we might be together again like we used to be?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. i hope you can call me and we talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-1947964433395337649?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1947964433395337649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=1947964433395337649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1947964433395337649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1947964433395337649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/sorry-iam-not-strong-enough.html' title='sorry, iam not strong enough.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-264941135981997090</id><published>2011-09-12T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T23:51:42.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iam waiting.</title><content type='html'>i forever waiting for that "please don't go."&lt;br /&gt;i know iam stupid. crazy cause iam falling in with love, falling deeply in love with you..&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what are you doing now? crying? or pretend nothing happen?&lt;br /&gt;i pretend nothing happen infront of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i miss holding your hand can ?!#!#@! $!@ $@!%!@%&lt;br /&gt;when i say i miss you, i really do.&lt;br /&gt;thats why i repeat and repeat just to make sure that you know..&lt;br /&gt;but now you know already, so what? it doesn't matter anymore right?&lt;br /&gt;gdbye love. find a malay girl instead of chinese.&lt;br /&gt;i love you, and i really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-264941135981997090?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/264941135981997090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=264941135981997090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/264941135981997090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/264941135981997090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/iam-waiting.html' title='iam waiting.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-505935213022697715</id><published>2011-09-12T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T23:31:41.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today is.</title><content type='html'>hi, maybe today is the day we will might be breaking up.&lt;br /&gt;you told me that you never change, but you just gave up on us. WHY! why give up?&lt;br /&gt;hi. i let adek see what i want to message you. she sent :'(&lt;br /&gt;okay. i want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;now, iam just hoping that you will reply and say please don't go :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-505935213022697715?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/505935213022697715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=505935213022697715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/505935213022697715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/505935213022697715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/today-is.html' title='today is.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-5235596734654829668</id><published>2011-09-12T01:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T01:28:20.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iam really really sorry. sorry i broke your heart long time ago.</title><content type='html'>honesty. i miss you super much. but i don't know how to say and i don't know if you want to know or not. you say lets meet. i feel something bad. is it what i thinking now ? please tell me that no. :'( i know i said i will understand if you gave all your time to your school. actually i don't understand that . not us. i don't want to know what happen to us, because i will end up crying? i feel like knowing all the things one shot, but should i go know about it?  i don't understand why you can reply your friends in fb, and not even one message or anything from you. for a girl, its sad. i don't know if this time round you will reply or not. i just feel paranoid, when you never reply me for the whole day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this , those are i wanted to post in our group. but i didn't. as you online.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i should post or not..&lt;br /&gt;now youre online. facebook.msn. i don't know if youre still reading my tweets? and blogger?&lt;br /&gt;i hope so. i feel bad about today meeting if we really meet up.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to start a word.&lt;br /&gt;oh god. i was shuffling my songs, and i ask you.&lt;br /&gt;if he still love me, please shuffle 3 continuously song that i know.&lt;br /&gt;you know what. all 3 songs are katy perry . teenage dream, not like movie and firework.&lt;br /&gt;i said again. if the next song is the song i know, that must be coincidence.  &lt;br /&gt;and yup. its a song that i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need to be preparded, and tell you tomorrow if we meet.&lt;br /&gt;its neither you, or still you. cannot be me. cause you hurt less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i feel like iam a stalker. seeing you online and until you offline?&lt;br /&gt;you don't know how much i wanted to online, and let you know iam awake in this time too.&lt;br /&gt;but so what if i online? you might not talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;like i said before, iam selfish in love. i want you, i can't understand why you need to neglect me.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to understand.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its all my fault. iam sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-5235596734654829668?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5235596734654829668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=5235596734654829668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5235596734654829668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5235596734654829668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/iam-really-really-sorry-sorry-i-broke.html' title='iam really really sorry. sorry i broke your heart long time ago.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-8142530465011088508</id><published>2011-09-10T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T01:20:59.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this will be my last Jalan Raye.</title><content type='html'>hi :) back from Jalan raye, still transfers photos.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why so slow :'( i wanna sleep ! cause iam awake like going to 24hours .&lt;br /&gt;so yes, this will be my last Jalan Raya. somehow i wish i was a malay cause Jalan raye for me will be super super easy.&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE Jalan raya is a normal thing for malays.&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad lying to dad and mom that i going out with my friends whereby iam Jalan-ing raye with them :'(&lt;br /&gt;and i feel extras much. iam a chinese, and all are malay. omg ? :'( i swear this will be my last raya.&lt;br /&gt;today didn't talk much as i don't know what to talk. i wish i can really find a topic to talk with them, but no topic.&lt;br /&gt;i still got that low self esteem you know? i don't know how to make them laugh ah..&lt;br /&gt;its like. they didn't laugh with me :'( but others. okay, don't start again this shyts.&lt;br /&gt;wore mama's shoes, and iam get ready to get scolding. it spoilt . AAAH, FUCK. iam so dead can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you told me you going to pasir ris, i happy until ~~ but no body understand it?&lt;br /&gt;then you told me that your friends meeting at one house. :'(&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shouldn't think that drama. i was think hoping you LIE to me that youre not going , but you come with them.&lt;br /&gt;i hope . and i dream. yes, that will be in my dream later.&lt;br /&gt;you say i didn't ask early. omg. they post in 4D wall okay? i follow only okay? IAM NOT A MALAY THAT CLOSE WITH THEM.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i know malay language. oh! btw, everyone ask where are you.&lt;br /&gt;mr zainnudin asked if we are still together or not and ask why we seperated Jalan Raye.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmm. kaycool.&lt;br /&gt;you know you pushing me away? seeing fizah's boyfriend calling and calling. it make me feel like omg, why he so .. call and call and call . Jariah told me something. and i realised. maybe youre not scare that i might leave you. you not scare that someone will like me, youre not even scare that i might like someone else.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i wanted to ask for a time out just now when i was like fucked up with you.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i step happy with you. i didn't want to step, but if i sad. you will ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, you ignored me cause of your jalan raye. first you say sucks, then you didn't reply me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;okay. FUCK. i have enough of it youknow? trust me, im gonna ask for time out real soon.&lt;br /&gt;i love you but i hate you at the same time. why you must treat me like that? WHY ?! FUCK WHY ?! &lt;br /&gt;i don't want to wait anymore. cause i feel like you like other girls, and youre just tired of me already.&lt;br /&gt;youre like bored of me already. you make me wait . you don't reply back all my messages. WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;i don't want in a relationship anymore. this is suffering . why relationship is suffering. why make me cry?&lt;br /&gt;but you know? i still love you? THEY ASKED THAT QUESTION. do you still love him? of course i love him. if not, i won't tahan for so long. i just wanna meet you at night, and you say see first. i hate you liar. you treat friends way better then me. i don't like this kind of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUT UP PLEASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-8142530465011088508?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8142530465011088508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=8142530465011088508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/8142530465011088508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/8142530465011088508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-will-be-my-last-jalan-raye.html' title='this will be my last Jalan Raye.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-4440189032229513148</id><published>2011-09-03T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T22:29:37.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>02..</title><content type='html'>hi . this few days. i keep on thinking of drinking alcohol to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;i know i always say THOSE ARE BULLYSHYTING . whaat? drink alcohol can make anyone feel better ? YOU GONNA BE KIDDING ME.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i keep on thinking of drinking.. it doesn't make me feel better but be alittle bit sober when iam drunk.&lt;br /&gt;that is good, isn't it ? i no need to think that much, those problems you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think iam just gonna be fierce in quiet way, instead of like shout here and there ~&lt;br /&gt;last friday went go school to have meeting.&lt;br /&gt;i was quite angry cause of my casting. sigh :'( iam just a producer. i hope everything finish fast and can celebrate with my crew members. CREW MEMBERS. please be hardworking and we can have party after everything finish .&lt;br /&gt;loveyouguys. IF YOUGUYSDOAGOODJOB.&lt;br /&gt;izah came at 2, and after meeting. had a good conversation with her.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know i could even had a conversation with her for so long.&lt;br /&gt;she teman me until 445 from 3pm. thanks kak izah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02sep, we suppose to go out celebrate or something.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;i faham that you called me in advance and told me that you got something on.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shouldn't expect to high you know.&lt;br /&gt;getting anniversary's gift from you, out to had our dinner, some place to talk or something.&lt;br /&gt;youknoooow? you plan this and that. but :'( you got something on. so okay, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;THEN i make myself busy. friday, i got meeting, later that went to bugis and wait for wingurl. then went to city hall, IT FAIR.&lt;br /&gt;when i was standing alone in mrt. you ask me to go find you.. is can. but i don't know how you know.&lt;br /&gt;why not meet at bedok? you know. a hug from you is a best present that day? cause its been a long time YOU HUG ME.&lt;br /&gt;i always hug you tight, and you say suffocate . nevermind..&lt;br /&gt;you say you go home cause you can't go out. wait wait. wait a minute. what about your friends ?! omg. you make me think, you make me feels like .. whatever okay? at night, you was so angry cause of your brother.&lt;br /&gt;and you intend to vent anger on me. maybe it was my kakak's word influences me, and i say those.&lt;br /&gt;she say, youre bad towards me by saying those. i told her, its okay cause he always say that to me. i take it as a joke.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to reply K. but i say those. i wait. iam stupid enough to wait for your reply, knowing that you will not reply after that.&lt;br /&gt;you say sorry next afternoon. i don't know if we should continue like this or what. heyhoney, tell me what to do alright?&lt;br /&gt;i can't just shut myself up at twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like going raya with you guys :'( but i doesn't want to anymore.. i don't know why. i want to wear baju kurung again ! but where to get one? i want to say selamat hari raya, and salam your mama 's .&lt;br /&gt;i know chinese.. me chinese...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-4440189032229513148?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4440189032229513148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=4440189032229513148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4440189032229513148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4440189032229513148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/02.html' title='02..'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-8767858488661373509</id><published>2011-09-02T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T00:56:24.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol. find this on my last time phone.</title><content type='html'>☆! 'syg her laah ( shafiqah )&lt;br /&gt;" iam the first to stead with him. then you. again. iam the first one to break with him. then you.&lt;br /&gt;don't sad already shaf..&lt;br /&gt;this kind of guy. Jerk! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☆tangwei): stw&lt;br /&gt;" (1) her family (2) cartoons &amp; songs (3) her phone,mp3 etc. (4)her crazy girls! (5)her friends (6)Jokers! (7)maths (8)papaya☆ apple,etc (9)Thats all \'o'/&lt;br /&gt;,she is sohtangwei.sohxiaowei :DD.&lt;br /&gt;`love mom&amp;dad☆&lt;br /&gt;6years more! &amp;iam old.&lt;br /&gt;`tangwei(: STW!&lt;br /&gt;MotorBiking is what i ask for now&lt;br /&gt;Cool or what!'&lt;br /&gt;Please don't make me fall/ please make me fall inlove with you!&lt;br /&gt;i hate you, abdul qayyum b abdul halid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahpei♥&lt;br /&gt;" SXP - ahpei"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bdk laki cb. satan nye anjing.&lt;br /&gt;-82266834&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy♥&lt;br /&gt;" my daddy and the only one:D "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hidayu&lt;br /&gt; " i didn't intend to be the third party of you and hafiq. infact, iam not in love with him anymore. iam in love with qayyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiyin&lt;br /&gt;-97484779&lt;br /&gt;"she is my best friend that i ever had:) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jariah :} laughing gaas.&lt;br /&gt;" she loves to hang out and hate being at home. favourite band 1 my chemical romance 2 avenged sevenfold 3 good charlotte 4eninem 5 funeral for a friend 6 elliott yamin. her favourite songs. *star* heaven helps us *stars* teenagers *circle* jenny.&lt;br /&gt;She LOVES red.black and white, make joes, like to talk to people. hate to be stressful.&lt;br /&gt;she's my adek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mariam :| kakak&lt;br /&gt; " i know that :) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy ♥&lt;br /&gt; " my mummy and the only one:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nigeltan&lt;br /&gt; " hes the only guy who always be at my side. without him, i got no other place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phoebe -&lt;br /&gt;" she's friendly but irritating. haha " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rocky&lt;br /&gt;"study at bedoktown."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shahrul&lt;br /&gt;"he's funny&amp;&amp;joker. i shouldn't be jealous of you anymore. i know youre better then him but i just like the way he are:)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taaaa'sya(:&lt;br /&gt;"we were friends for 2years&amp;&amp; months.&lt;br /&gt;when i step in this school, youre the first one who i smiled to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;western food. block416 -96788209&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wingurl♥&lt;br /&gt;"wing,wingurl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY I TYPE EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-8767858488661373509?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8767858488661373509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=8767858488661373509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/8767858488661373509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/8767858488661373509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/lol-find-this-on-my-last-time-phone.html' title='lol. find this on my last time phone.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-1959038505718272775</id><published>2011-09-01T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T22:53:26.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know. why everyone have to ask WHERES ALIY WHERES HIM. &lt;br /&gt;and worse, someone say him confirm got you. you confirm got him.&lt;br /&gt;he cannot come. i cannot do anything what.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK LAH. I HATE TYPING,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-1959038505718272775?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1959038505718272775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=1959038505718272775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1959038505718272775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1959038505718272775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-1980461195637968999</id><published>2011-08-31T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T21:40:34.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DSAFDSBHG</title><content type='html'>I WANT TO MIA FROM EVERYONE I KNOW. FUCK SIA SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;WHATS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time feel like dying cause everyone and everything.&lt;br /&gt;and this is a private post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-1980461195637968999?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1980461195637968999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=1980461195637968999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1980461195637968999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1980461195637968999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/dsafdsbhg.html' title='DSAFDSBHG'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-721205901462537430</id><published>2011-08-30T02:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T02:48:35.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will never do that again, to make myself sad.</title><content type='html'>its better off without me if youre happier with your friends,&lt;br /&gt;or i should say . if you rather talk to your friends then me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. i was happy like a fuck. and expecting this will be forever like this.&lt;br /&gt;nah, its a dream only.&lt;br /&gt;"its not a dream , its a memories " - alice in the wonderland.&lt;br /&gt;i quite naive lah uh in relationship, you know.&lt;br /&gt;i don;t know what is love? definition of love ? :O&lt;br /&gt;definition of relationship.&lt;br /&gt;definition of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my friend was very sad that she had to be apart with his boyf.&lt;br /&gt;i mean. yyupyup. break up cause her boyfr thinks that its not a right time for him to have relationship in this age.&lt;br /&gt;lets exchange? if we can.&lt;br /&gt;you two the happy one together forever.&lt;br /&gt;me and him the sad one break apart.&lt;br /&gt;amcm sista?  best kan, this kind of choice.&lt;br /&gt;i mean. why i always need to wait for your message? and youre like i don't know what are you doing.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for my message too ? naaaaah, youre just ~~~~~ i dont know .. whatcha doing when youre not messaging me?&lt;br /&gt;don't terase everything i tweet cause some is not about you. youknow?&lt;br /&gt;you tersase cause you are like this. am i right ?&lt;br /&gt;a person do no anything wont get that mad if someone say someone that is not right about that person.&lt;br /&gt;you know what? i don't know lah, i got this fucking habit of going see your facebook.&lt;br /&gt;kinda sad that you doesnt even want to post something in you me group.&lt;br /&gt;doesn't get your notification ( at least give me a notification when YOUR PHONE IS OFFICIALLY SPOILED)&lt;br /&gt;seeing you comment your friend's post or whatever shyt. and nothing on my wall and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;its sucks to know that your friends, games, and etc etc is important then me.&lt;br /&gt;i can't mirror reflection to you, cause i no balls to do that.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why, i just no guts to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now onwards. i won't see your facebook anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i won't message you first if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;i won't think of you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not that i demand alot from you. &lt;br /&gt;ADMIT it , you changed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-721205901462537430?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/721205901462537430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=721205901462537430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/721205901462537430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/721205901462537430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-will-never-do-that-again-to-make.html' title='i will never do that again, to make myself sad.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-7134503717694774435</id><published>2011-08-28T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T00:09:04.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 more minutes! :)</title><content type='html'>i don't want to tell people about my feelings/problems/story anymore..&lt;br /&gt;its so fucked up. and sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, ♥ suddenly call me and he say he feels like calling so he called.&lt;br /&gt;aaawwww. asshole, now then wanna call. asked him if he's alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;bet he is . haifaa and iylea is at home :)&lt;br /&gt;i tweeted that confirm 02sep he got something on :'( well .. my mouth is a little fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;he say he feel like going out today. sorry babe, i can't cause leg &amp; last day of ghost month .&lt;br /&gt;soooo. sorry :'( and 02sep he busy. &lt;br /&gt;its okay. at least you call and tell me right ? not last minute tell me. i sure get mad at you for that.&lt;br /&gt;serious! SOOOOOOO HAPPY :)&lt;br /&gt;but today wing's years of tarot card say that my relationship wasn't that good.&lt;br /&gt;and i will meet my love rival. RIVAL RIVAL , GO AWAY. DON'T COME IN ANOTHER DAY OR STAY AWAY .&lt;br /&gt;we talk almost one hour ? :')))) HAHAHAHAHA. okay liao you know.&lt;br /&gt;but still , shy ah. HAHAHAAHA one year. still shyy :))&lt;br /&gt;like i always wish to . i wish i will talk to you normal like how i talk to my friend sooner.&lt;br /&gt;ask those bytches stay away from you kaaay? :)&lt;br /&gt;i know we have a no-future-future. i love you , you love me. thats all. we enjoy this moment. and we will settle our shyt after we..&lt;br /&gt;:) i forget to ask you about the camera mug :'( AAAAAH.SHYT.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! you read my twitter :'( happpppy! :) HGHHAHAHHAAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaylah. byebye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-7134503717694774435?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7134503717694774435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=7134503717694774435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7134503717694774435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7134503717694774435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-more-minutes.html' title='5 more minutes! :)'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-5437815114849596258</id><published>2011-08-25T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T01:10:06.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go away eh eh eh eh</title><content type='html'>today went to school . and guess what cb i think is 800am lesson :N &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;( you may wanna tilt your head to right to see the face :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my leg nails cut this morning. FAST . and furious ~ AHHAHAAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;cut cut cut cut , then throw away outside house :') OH! I WEAR SLIPPER AGAIN ! :D&lt;br /&gt;tuesday i wear slippers, cause monday wear shoes was like so fucking tight :N&lt;br /&gt;fake fake wear bandage only. HAAHAHHAHA! its like swollen and really feel no okay with my leg and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;they hate each other ~ &lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY tried to compress that stupid dvd. morning wake up see, 10HOURS REMAINING.&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU KIDDING WITH ME ? you know.. " BASH THE COMPUTER " . i always play that game :)&lt;br /&gt;then cancel it away,cause wing needed for her morning lesson.&lt;br /&gt;then go to school . heard *something.&lt;br /&gt;HAD NLE LESSON without ms raudhah. she is sick , god bless.&lt;br /&gt;ITS LIKE FREE PERIOD ! YOU KNOW. aaaw :'( i miss secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;so many free period. sit at the back then talk to them ~ best period ever.&lt;br /&gt;went out to talk to shaf ffor awhile :') AHAHAHAHA. laugh and talking about guys .&lt;br /&gt;i scan that chinese guy only ~ :) when i walk pass her classroom.&lt;br /&gt;serious i don' know what to do, and i didn't bring any dvd to school . so, :) talk talk talk !&lt;br /&gt;WENT TO CAFE3 eat meehoon and kuey tiao ! :D nice leh their kuey tiao. but that aunty like fuck up one.&lt;br /&gt;i say i want kuey tiao , she say WHERE GOT. *blind*&lt;br /&gt;talking about joashelle's boyfriend thingy.&lt;br /&gt;then had vp2. LEARN LIGHTING . YAY YAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;my lecturer admit himself that he can be more dirty minded.&lt;br /&gt;male connected to female. feel it the hole, then blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAAHAHHAHA! is our thinking dirty too !&lt;br /&gt;DISMISS CLASS ! :D happiest thing ever. ohya. two groups approve :'(&lt;br /&gt;hope tomorrow my also approve. i feel like sucker only .. i didn't help iza that much.&lt;br /&gt;okay. then wanted to take the staff's lift. this lectucer was like youre supposes to take stairs.&lt;br /&gt;i want to take lift, i die die want to take lift. UNDERSTAND? ceh ceh. step fierce only.HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like pointing my leg and "ACTING" difficulties for awhile. :')&lt;br /&gt;my leg is okay! only swollen :'( i have no idea too. whyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;YAY. NEXT TUESDAY BUYING SPEC W BROWN SHADE . HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;but i don't know how much lah. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god bless my leg. oh buddha. :'( i wanna my leg to heal by the shooting date. i don't want like limp like that FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;this sucks. leg swollen , difficulties on walking down stairs. MY LEG LIKE SOMEHOW BEND? ! &lt;br /&gt;gosh :'( gonna put ice water later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard *something from my friend.&lt;br /&gt;bad news. bad news..&lt;br /&gt;i will let go if i was her and move on. i know its fucking easy to say all this shyt.&lt;br /&gt;but what to do ? he don't love you no more? move on.&lt;br /&gt;i know. this going to take months. or year? to forget him?&lt;br /&gt;i shyting took one year to get over him.&lt;br /&gt;like what shes doing now.&lt;br /&gt;crying at night. listening to those sad songs. those songs that related to my fcbkns relationshit. its gonna be difficult to forget him.. overall , she's his first love. he's her first love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;if he's meant to be yours, he will come back :)&lt;br /&gt;if he's meant not to be yours, no matter what you to do win his heart back.he won't come back,or he will still break your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i always told myself now.&lt;br /&gt;you know, karma fated and etc etc. like my lecturer believe in karma.&lt;br /&gt;i really want to raise my hand say HI FIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take note adek, i don't like people take things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;you take my things without my permisson. you use my bag without asking. you ask me to open the door for you when my leg already like that. and you fucking rude to me. now you using my pe shirt for your pj.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why papa and mama never scold you like how they scold me IF I GO HOME LATE.&lt;br /&gt;I FUCKING ATTITUDE MAMA LIKE THAT. SHE SAY SHE THREATEN ME BY DON'T ALLOW ME GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK. you waste money, papa also never say anything. i say i want to buy this this this, he start to scold me already.&lt;br /&gt;you go with malay, papa never say anything. i go with malay, he start to say alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR MALAY ENGLISH IS WORSE THEN ME OKAY?!&lt;br /&gt;its okay to use all my things. but you used it, you don't even thankful for it .&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeh? i don't know is it me or ITS REALLY WHAT I SAW .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-5437815114849596258?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5437815114849596258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=5437815114849596258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5437815114849596258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5437815114849596258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/go-away-eh-eh-eh-eh.html' title='go away eh eh eh eh'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-2307084411705026500</id><published>2011-08-23T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T23:02:59.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>question</title><content type='html'>you say iam always free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, i stop everything to message you.&lt;br /&gt;i will . stop everything for you.&lt;br /&gt;cause i know you won't. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-2307084411705026500?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2307084411705026500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=2307084411705026500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2307084411705026500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2307084411705026500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/question.html' title='question'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-2441774889254520929</id><published>2011-08-23T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T23:00:45.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck up blog. fuck up post. fuck up everything.</title><content type='html'>joashelle telling us about her and her boyfri :'(&lt;br /&gt;actually.. i wanted to tell her that she's not alone .&lt;br /&gt;me, alot of people in this world kena this kind of shyt ! relationshit .&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to cheer her up, all i can do is listen and listen and listen.&lt;br /&gt;don't forget, and goodbye . this two song (Y)&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to say anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today saw fathin and phoebe. hug her :) &lt;br /&gt;one of school lecturer ask if wanna take lift instead of walking stairs.&lt;br /&gt;my leg is fake. i put bandage one.&lt;br /&gt;wore slipper to school, fucking scare kena caught.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't eat today in school .&lt;br /&gt;bag fucking heavy.&lt;br /&gt;manage to concentrate in NLE lecture.&lt;br /&gt;one cast fly away.&lt;br /&gt;still waiting for your message.&lt;br /&gt;i bet youre gonna to say neither phone no batt, tak perasan, or sleep. or youre just busy to bother.&lt;br /&gt;you don't read my blog anymore, do you ? :O&lt;br /&gt;don't you feel that our relationship like kns? or youre pretend to be strong?&lt;br /&gt;i pretend to be strong! why don't you ask why pretend to be strong .&lt;br /&gt;why don't you ask why smile when youre crying.&lt;br /&gt;why iam upset because of relationship? no i shouldn't be..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i always say i give my relationship. i mentally broke up with my boyfr. he sucks and etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;yes, he is busy with his school that he can't message me.&lt;br /&gt;iam not his first priority anymore. he have no time to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;we got nothing to talk anymore. we are like back to 2008 classmates.&lt;br /&gt;we both got phone. but never message each other only.&lt;br /&gt;its okay, if he didn't reply my message. its okay he have no time for me. as long as DON'T CHEAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;" don't cheat. if youre not happy, just leave. " - TUMBLR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, iam stupid . i admit iam stupid in love.&lt;br /&gt;i forking choose to fall in love, = i choose to be hurt.&lt;br /&gt;i don't expect much from him anymore. its so hard to make him laugh at my message .&lt;br /&gt;we didn't have a date, nor he ask for meet up.&lt;br /&gt;i can't give up this forking relationshyt . i can't tell him how i feel , how iam that forking sad anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i told them " i thank god that he reply . "&lt;br /&gt;we care too much that we will hurt each other by our words. we upset so easily by our words. we get more sensitive in relationship then friendship. we get all those unnecessary jealousy. doubtful.fuckup by empty promises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-2441774889254520929?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2441774889254520929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=2441774889254520929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2441774889254520929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2441774889254520929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/fuck-up-blog-fuck-up-post-fuck-up.html' title='fuck up blog. fuck up post. fuck up everything.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-1674958867988789838</id><published>2011-08-22T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T20:33:50.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the reason why i fat :'(</title><content type='html'>today came back home earlier.&lt;br /&gt;and mami saw me. she was like WHY YOU SO FAT . like the whole body fat!&lt;br /&gt;what you eat ! you confirm go out with your friends eat flour !&lt;br /&gt;you know why iam fat ?&lt;br /&gt;cause after this stupid leg. i eat, i sit , i sleep , i wake up and eat again ! FUUUUUUUCK.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow fast in school ah, come back home STAY AWAKE AND wait for dinner ttime. &lt;br /&gt;knn, takleh tahan my fats.&lt;br /&gt;later i take 210421491289412 degree and burn my fats. sure slim one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-1674958867988789838?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1674958867988789838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=1674958867988789838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1674958867988789838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1674958867988789838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/reason-why-i-fat.html' title='the reason why i fat :&apos;('/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-5005708849105939525</id><published>2011-08-22T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T16:47:25.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kpop!</title><content type='html'>hi . this morning, a little difficult going to school .&lt;br /&gt;but my leg is okay already. i mean i keep on walking, and feel loose.&lt;br /&gt;so yea, walk and walk and walk .&lt;br /&gt;mrs dylan and babydoll was holding my hand .&lt;br /&gt;PAISEH! HAAHHAHAHA. but aaaaw :')) thankyou! i don't know how to say thankyou in person. but thankyou :')&lt;br /&gt;seriously i can't concentrate in lecture :'( i change seat with karthi .&lt;br /&gt;actually i also don;'t know why ? :O&lt;br /&gt;i and sit was talking on the paper, when lecture start and beforeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;was talking about her group :'( i hope they won't get conflict.&lt;br /&gt;okay. this fucking bytch make my blood go up. cbcbcbcbcbcbcbcb.&lt;br /&gt;eeeh, MUST YOU BE THAT RUDE TO ME ?  you watch out ah. _|_&lt;br /&gt;ceh ceh, fierce uh. ahHHAHAHAHAHA. iam a good girl :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaylah bye lah bye lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is random, and hahaahhaha. waited for so long. its worth to see/hear that :')&lt;br /&gt;i nak step shy pulak when i get that message.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to ask you why youre random! but nah, i just send a *shy* face.&lt;br /&gt;IAM NOT SHY. I HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-5005708849105939525?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5005708849105939525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=5005708849105939525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5005708849105939525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5005708849105939525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/kpop.html' title='kpop!'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-8221166099978476692</id><published>2011-08-21T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T23:21:48.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow step bandage wear slipper to school :D</title><content type='html'>i claim how much iam so busy . but iam not. &lt;br /&gt;i don't want myself to be so busy . now for who?&lt;br /&gt;whattttt? iam just lazy doing those paperwork ~&lt;br /&gt;i do 5 PAPERWORK only then went to mami's room and slack.&lt;br /&gt;wooooohooo. best place to slack.&lt;br /&gt;ohya. fizah wanna lepak but guess what? dad was like "YOUR LEG LIKE THAT ALREADY STILL WANT TO GO OUT? YOU SURE OR NOT?" iam sorry . hope she's not mad at me for telling her last minute.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want any friend think that "why she like that! this and that.&lt;br /&gt;sorry . if i can , i really wanna go lepak with her.&lt;br /&gt;stay home, and do paperwork. GOSH IAM NOT FINISH YET. CB, NOW WHAT TIME ALREADY STILL ONLINE FACEBOOK, BLOGGING.&lt;br /&gt;:') relac lah babe. i hope iza tak marah marah. by wednesday i shall do all finish !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read one of my friend's post that she didn't celebrate her 5th month.&lt;br /&gt;is it all guys is getting lazy and lazier ? or they have their real reason . busy?&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i shouldn't say people's boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;iam a girl that @!$!@!$@!$@!%@! i always think how people think of me. i'm not perfect. iam sorry..&lt;br /&gt;i hope i could communicate well with your families. you know~ when go out, i go with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;when visit nenek you, i also follow. Hari raye, i follow you and families go visit.&lt;br /&gt;for you, i wish i was born malay. &lt;br /&gt;but what if iam a malay? i mean, you will never notice me in class. HAHAAHHAHA. maybe i was hatred by you. &lt;br /&gt;you know lah, how much you dislike our classmates .&lt;br /&gt;for me, i hope you could go chinese new year with us. my family. and officially said, that one my boyfriend ! to all my relative.&lt;br /&gt;then waaaaaah, maybe one week a couple of times, come my house eat DINNER ~ :D&lt;br /&gt;for me, i wish you were born chinese.&lt;br /&gt;i always hope that youre chinese. maybe you get annoyed? :o &lt;br /&gt;you know what? i seriously happy that you say you willing to learn chinese if i teach you.&lt;br /&gt;first word i taught you in secondary school is your own name, although its not right. but pronounce is right ! ah- li .&lt;br /&gt;when i shyting , i browse thru my photo album again.&lt;br /&gt;i wear uniform, you wear home clothes. why ah? :O HAHA. with mariam.&lt;br /&gt;we took pictures. aaaaaaw. sweet. why can't we be that way forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you realise ?! i always post all this fucking shyt . &lt;br /&gt;i don't want to continue this shyt :'(&lt;br /&gt;will you randomly sing sunshine to me again ? :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-8221166099978476692?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8221166099978476692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=8221166099978476692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/8221166099978476692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/8221166099978476692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/tomorrow-step-bandage-wear-slipper-to.html' title='tomorrow step bandage wear slipper to school :D'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-4010451928098947479</id><published>2011-08-19T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T00:12:09.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>atok saya.</title><content type='html'>hi . read the script of "atok saya"&lt;br /&gt;what can i say? SAD. TOUCHING. AND i will fucking work hard to get this short film done better then anyone in class.&lt;br /&gt;i mean.. maybe we recuit the worse of worse people. ( including me)&lt;br /&gt;but let's prove to people that , we may be the worse, but we can be the best too.&lt;br /&gt;this is a choice that we want or don't want.&lt;br /&gt;i raise my hand for WANT. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i going to do is .. done all the paper work by 3rd week.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents is not our enemy.&lt;br /&gt;they are fierce to us, but at the end they do something to show their care.&lt;br /&gt;dad say iam a troublemaker , iam the one who always be the first to happen all the time.&lt;br /&gt;did i blog out? he blame himself for me having eczema. he say he wish he's the one to get.&lt;br /&gt;he don't say out. he show.&lt;br /&gt;i mean which parents don't care their kids? no matter what we did, how badly done it was .&lt;br /&gt;its never a forever grudge for them .&lt;br /&gt;i get pussy infection. i remember dad was so angry and ask why didn't tell him and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;the next day, ask mom to bring me to doctor.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i was your burden in our previous life. :'( iam still your burden. sorry dad, sorry mom.&lt;br /&gt;i try not to be those rebellious kid. i mean, i don't do bad things . i try not to do bad things to provoke you two :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-4010451928098947479?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4010451928098947479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=4010451928098947479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4010451928098947479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4010451928098947479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/atok-saya.html' title='atok saya.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-967437535838952372</id><published>2011-08-18T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T00:04:58.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its my fault .</title><content type='html'>woah. kinda angry when my friend was saying about this guy lah, go say stupid things on mac's page.&lt;br /&gt;say that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hi, i would like to raise a question . why are the macdonald outlets playing muslim chant during the dinner time in the restaurants? Cant i request to play buddism chant on vesak day? please advice."&lt;br /&gt;OI CB, don't disgrace buddhist can or not ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was reading their comment. the mention "they" NONONO. not all buddhist ? :O&lt;br /&gt;then i go twitter, i saw this .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u6QHDRvJOLI/Tk01SC2-bDI/AAAAAAAAB4U/P1qfnpYrVRM/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-08-18%2Bat%2BPM%2B11.45.00.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u6QHDRvJOLI/Tk01SC2-bDI/AAAAAAAAB4U/P1qfnpYrVRM/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-08-18%2Bat%2BPM%2B11.45.00.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642224492286471218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAH. i say thankyou! ~&lt;br /&gt;and another thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shouldn't happily message you. cause everytime i happily message you, the next thing is you slowly and slowly no reply anymore. just now i see you online. i don't know you didn't get my message or facebook that stupid heart shape.&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY WANT TO DELETE IT AWAY, AND ASK MYSELF WHY I GO FUCKING POST ON YOUR WALL .&lt;br /&gt;you no like no nothing. i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;" its like everyday with them and then nothing to talk about it anymore."&lt;br /&gt;oone of my friend told me this. something to that.. is it our relationship also ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song " i don't care " by 2ne1 ..&lt;br /&gt;" From now on, do as you want, I’m going to stop caring&lt;br /&gt;For some time I really loved you but oh "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another song. " Don't Cry "&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i should post the whole lyrics here or not. hahahahahahaha. just go listen to it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;♥&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a heart shape ♥ is easily found everywhere on internet. a true love is difficult to find.&lt;br /&gt;a broken heart shape&lt;s&gt;♥&lt;/s&gt; is difficult to find on internet .but always see a broken heart everywhere in st.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-967437535838952372?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/967437535838952372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=967437535838952372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/967437535838952372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/967437535838952372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-my-fault.html' title='its my fault .'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u6QHDRvJOLI/Tk01SC2-bDI/AAAAAAAAB4U/P1qfnpYrVRM/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-08-18%2Bat%2BPM%2B11.45.00.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-1959569807848928571</id><published>2011-08-18T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T17:01:13.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi. iam so hungry i want to drink bubbletea.</title><content type='html'>do you know, i got this fear. fear of needles.&lt;br /&gt;i took 23 minutes to walk to the chinese doctor place for message and treatment.&lt;br /&gt;and took the same timing back to hhome.&lt;br /&gt;she ask me to lie down and i nervous and scare.&lt;br /&gt;I SAW THOSE NEEDLES, GOSH. my eyes watery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how it happen neh? yesterday went to crystal after renting dics.&lt;br /&gt;i was like playing with valerie and.. we play "catching" around crystal's sofa.&lt;br /&gt;behind the sofa, got hx's cable connected to powerpoint.&lt;br /&gt;you know. around knee length , i jump over, and CRACK!&lt;br /&gt;sprained :(( pain, fucking pain.&lt;br /&gt;iam a person who LOVES to walk .. :O i can't sit still ! soo.. hahhahaha, walk a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;wait until they want to go home i go home also :')&lt;br /&gt;daphne cb! she say wait, we got limp people ! HAHAHAHAHA. sucker!&lt;br /&gt;i say " iam fat, not limp ! " message wing when iam at crystal's house. but no reply. walk slowly back home.&lt;br /&gt;dad saw already, scold me and shout at me. i don;t know why but i feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;i hate those feeling. being scold,being this and that. &lt;br /&gt;wing ask me to go wash leg. papa ask me to don't walk. OKAY, WHICH ONE YOU WANT ME TO DO FIRST ?!@#$%^&amp;%*^$@#&lt;br /&gt;" you got alot of problem " you think i want ? HOW I KNOW I JUMP LIKE THAT WILL HURT MY SOLE ?!&lt;br /&gt;really.. feel like crying . then wing was like .. no need those attitude. &lt;br /&gt;worse! really cannot take it anymore. but tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try to sleep at night. &lt;br /&gt;i sleep, then wake up. those feeling make me cannot sleep .&lt;br /&gt;massage and wanted to take ice. you know, i have no stength to walk anymore..&lt;br /&gt;mom don't have the intention to make fun of me being like this,but its hurtful and i wanted to cry.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i did cry. and i hate it. my nose is so dry after it . FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;cannot sleep, leg pain like a g6. decided to watch cartoon. lol , HELLO WHAT TO EXPECT? IAM STILL A KID !&lt;br /&gt;wing came in, and i fall asleep after a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, wakeup by the lights was on. i think.. i heard papa's voice and checking out how is my feet.&lt;br /&gt;then sleep back. AHHAHAHAHA. wanted to go school today. but its like i can't even lift up my whole feet up!&lt;br /&gt;so bathe, and told papa that i want to go see doctor later.&lt;br /&gt;you know what. mom come out and dad say " later you bring ahmei go see the doctor at blk 412 "&lt;br /&gt;you know what? mom say " i ask you to ask your dad bring you go. you ask him to ask me to bring you go ! "&lt;br /&gt;i was like .. I DIDN'T EVEN TALK OAKY ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that place was fucking creepy can ? i swear iam not going there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i got two days mc, and tomorrow tomorrow is saturday and sunday. 4days off.&lt;br /&gt;monday then go back to school . hx message me, valerie message, karthi also tweet me :')&lt;br /&gt;thanks people . xoxoxoxoxoxox. haahhaaahahhaahhaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-1959569807848928571?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1959569807848928571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=1959569807848928571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1959569807848928571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1959569807848928571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/hi-iam-so-hungry-i-want-to-drink.html' title='hi. iam so hungry i want to drink bubbletea.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-2764366869243381723</id><published>2011-08-17T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T21:59:22.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@$#%$^%&amp;^$%#$@</title><content type='html'>i know, and i can hear what you say.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to hear and dont want to know only.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS HOW I THINK OF MY VP2 PITCH.&lt;br /&gt;who don't attitude -.- okay. i keep on farting. cb, stomach pain lah.&lt;br /&gt;ONE SAY GO BATHE, ANOTHER SAY DON'T WALK . HOW ? TELL ME. ALWAYS LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;when i say, ignore me. PLEASE DON'T IGNORE ME.&lt;br /&gt;when i say, gdnight don't talk me , PLEASE TALK TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;iam not smiling. IAM NOT SMILING -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-2764366869243381723?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2764366869243381723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=2764366869243381723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2764366869243381723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2764366869243381723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_17.html' title='@$#%$^%&amp;^$%#$@'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-955220728828208767</id><published>2011-08-17T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T21:24:20.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shh, OKAY?`</title><content type='html'>best. i sprain my vien inside my feet -.-&lt;br /&gt;feel like crying when dad say : YOU ALOT OF PROBLEM "&lt;br /&gt;ilike , wtf. you like i want it ?&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-955220728828208767?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/955220728828208767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=955220728828208767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/955220728828208767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/955220728828208767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/shh-okay.html' title='shh, OKAY?`'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-373386937555163836</id><published>2011-08-16T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T22:03:11.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i was wrong to make that "mind"</title><content type='html'>i know , i will regret for my decision .&lt;br /&gt;i will regret leaving you behind . i will regret. i going miss everything we do together, and gonna miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if you start realise things around you.&lt;br /&gt;my blog&amp; i change my relationship status to single.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't say anything, so don't assume anything okay?&lt;br /&gt;still . i . can't . let . go . of . it .&lt;br /&gt;whyyyyyyyyy? whhhhhhhhhhhy stw.&lt;br /&gt;but everyttime i think about your bad things. but everytime after i think about your bad things.&lt;br /&gt;i feel angry and sad. and then feel so .. really can't forget about it .&lt;br /&gt;one year leh..&lt;br /&gt;is it worth it ? all the things, ALL the problems i can't tell you.&lt;br /&gt;seeeee. you see that? after saying you " stupid! go see lah"  you no reply.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go in your facebook again . but nope, don't worry. i didn't do that. just look at your profile picture only.&lt;br /&gt;you said you forget to bring phone ? can i believe you that? i late reply, no message replied anymore.&lt;br /&gt;ask you to go see doctor, tak nak. you rather be sick forever then eating those medicine for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;maybe we are friends better then lover. i don't mind loving my friend.but in a friendship.&lt;br /&gt;hope youre not ignoring me, because you see my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like people ignore me. WHO LIKE? &lt;br /&gt;can't you see? OPEN YOUR EYES BIG BIG CAN ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to school , fuckingshyt fucking tired and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;NLE lesson so sleepy and not concentrate. movie " that thing you do "&lt;br /&gt;Meepok for lunch . soccer for S&amp;W .&lt;br /&gt;so nice to touch people's hair, especially people no hair " BOTAK "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next thing, is excited for school's holiday! :)&lt;br /&gt;total will be 810$ , for any hotels.&lt;br /&gt;300+ for foods. can't wait! &lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-373386937555163836?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/373386937555163836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=373386937555163836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/373386937555163836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/373386937555163836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-was-wrong-to-make-that-mind.html' title='i was wrong to make that &quot;mind&quot;'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-1313291266071118552</id><published>2011-08-15T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T00:57:37.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i made my mind.</title><content type='html'>iam sorry, but yes i went to your account just now.&lt;div&gt;i don't wanna see those, cause i have your trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now? nope, everything is gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;youre busy? youre being thru shyt? what can i say more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i was wrong about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this, this let me see that youre STILL the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;family and friends and game is way too important then me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;so, why need me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;youre so happily mapling, and iam here CRYING FOR YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woah. being single, and being in this kind of relationship.. no different?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you understand? go date with your friends better, go date with your maple MUCH BETTER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought giving you that camera mug that you always want, can make you change to a person that i used to know. what? yes,iam too dumb to think that. that, only tv dramas will come out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;you have no rights to mad at me,cause you broke my heart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you always mad at me , always. i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;i was wrong to think that you read my blog like how you always read it when we are in secondary school. " guys love chasing period." i was your only option when youre bored.&lt;br /&gt;i was your only option when you and your friends fight? tell me all iamm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;you don't bother to explain to me, cause youre lazy.&lt;br /&gt;" WE ARE NOW, WE ARE NOT LIVING IN SECONDARY SCHOOL. " you will say that to me? i think ..hmmm,maybe? i seriously super super super happy when i remembered that necklace is i randomly picked. but its your sister found it . big differences if you found it. iam imperfection. my relationship are imperfection. but this make me hurt for so many weeks yet i doesn't wanna let it go. aw,thinking that you might change for me. WHO WILL DOES THAT? iam not wrong to say "everyone think of themselves only"&lt;br /&gt;if you does, i won't get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;you choose not to open my facebook messages.&lt;br /&gt;you choose not to MESSAGE me when i don't .&lt;br /&gt;a guy can tahan me for months, a guy can tahan me almost a year.&lt;br /&gt;a guy who somehow like me for years. a guy who somehow love me for almost a year.&lt;br /&gt;what would happen if we didn't met each other?&lt;br /&gt;what would happen if i went to na?&lt;br /&gt;what would happen if my attitude is the same as them?&lt;br /&gt;what would happen if i didn't call you to ask you something,&lt;br /&gt;what would happen if you didn't assume that iam phoebe?&lt;br /&gt;what would happen if i didn't start talking to you in msn back?&lt;br /&gt;what would happen if you still hate me after the first relationship?&lt;br /&gt;what would happen if i didn't develop feelings for you?&lt;br /&gt;what would happen if we are in friendship instead of relationship?&lt;br /&gt;what would happen if.. we broke up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my letter, asking you to be my very best guy friend after we broke up.&lt;br /&gt;alot of people say the feeling is different.&lt;br /&gt;i know. i imagine it.we can't be the same. how stupid am i asking you to be my best guy friend back when iam still have feelings for you?&lt;br /&gt;you can call me selfish bytch. annoying asshole. stupid girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;i realise, i just need a hug-able friend when iam sad.&lt;br /&gt;contactable friend when i need a talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;i realise you don't need me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-1313291266071118552?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1313291266071118552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=1313291266071118552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1313291266071118552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1313291266071118552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-made-my-mind.html' title='i made my mind.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-8867670029777800560</id><published>2011-08-15T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T00:23:49.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY CHEMICAL ROOMANCE.</title><content type='html'>listening to 2006-2009 mcr 's song.&lt;div&gt;i remember jariah likes them so much ^^^ now? haha, i don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2days, what happen to you?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;faint? or youre just lazy to talk to me again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;classmates wanna go break fast together tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't feel like going anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna save up 150$ - 250$ for my new spec. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they are not close to me .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i start to be anti social with them better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;black rain? " i don't love you like i do , yesterday "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are the coolest band that make songs soo... :) you understand. just love them can ?!@!#!#!@#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no guts to tell you what i wanna tell you .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eveytime i saw you, i smile and my heart change to better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but everytime after meeting you, my heart slowly change, change to a bad feelings that you doesnt wanna know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why? why youre so fuck up that you can do this to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, okay?? i don't like how you treat me like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if this offend you. you should not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i give up messaging you first.if you really care, you should have already message me for this past 2 days. i always look out for my phone, hoping you message me. if the past you, you will find a way to contact me. what happen to those? both of us should be prepare to expect something will happen. its either you or me who ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you say don't compare and stuffs.i demand alot. yet you compare me with your boyfr 's girlfr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont want to tell people things anymore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't ask me anymore. cause i avoid. i dont want to know the answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you reflect your ownself, you should know we don't feel the same as we begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why? you should know it better then anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-8867670029777800560?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8867670029777800560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=8867670029777800560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/8867670029777800560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/8867670029777800560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-chemical-roomance.html' title='MY CHEMICAL ROOMANCE.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-4180886006406491890</id><published>2011-08-13T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T23:25:26.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today &amp; yesterday.</title><content type='html'>1 2 a u g u s t 2 0 1 0.&lt;div&gt;went to telok karau with crew members .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEXT WEEK GONNA BE SO BUSY BUSY BUSY :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yknow, i didn't expect that producer will be that hard yknow? yknow?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'( nevermind, i hope i will have fun in this group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fun is fun, but work is work . forgive me if i scream at one of you guys kay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAAH. okay. after that, went to fizah's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aaaaw, met my boyfr :) HAHHAHA. HE SO CUTE CAN. BUT HE ALWAYS forget my name :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nah, he doesnt want to be my boyf as i ask him. he say " tak nak "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please irfan please. HHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHA. despo much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that make fizah ssoooo ~@!#$%&amp;amp;$#%#@$! hahahahahaaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause irfan is my distraction when she's talking to me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to meet him. last night.. sigh.. i keep on imagine alot bad things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be strong stw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have that feeling that, he might wanna break up with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but when i saw him, i smile? he smile too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;turn, turn. WHAT ?! haahhaahha. he wanna put something inside my bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ter forget my bag got present for him too. like finally i give him already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" go home then open hor " nope, i open once i get downnnnnnnn. HAHAHAAHAHHAHA! ops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was like WHY GIVE ME NECKLACE. I DONT WEAR NECKLACE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walk and walk and walk and walk . i remember, that is the necklace that i randomly pick for him, for another girl that he pretend to like. even that box. HAAHHAAHAHHAA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how funny is it ? " i hate you! :'( " sorry. but now, no message no nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to library with fizah. okay, why we go library? :O HAHAHAAHHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mariam say she's not breaking fast with us :'( sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAAHHAAHAH. things happen so funny :) HAHAHAHAAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we let god to decide if wanna meet this guy friend of fizah. NO x3 . :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE SAW HARIZ ! HAHAHHA. WE THOUGHT IS THAT GUY WHO WANT TO ASK US GO IN EAT. HAAHHAHAAHHAHA. FIZAH'S REACTION ! HAHAHAAHHA! she wanted to run :D HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don;t know where to eat. so we had mac for our dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we wonder.. why come over bedok inter to eat mac. her house there got mac also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.. i can just stay at fizah house and PLAY WITH IRFAN ! :@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;sorry , i too boring :'(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 3 a u g u s t 2 0 1 0&lt;br /&gt;meet valerie outside, and bought sim card.&lt;br /&gt;sorry papa :'( make you so angry because of sim card.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to explain anymore cause i think its kinda no point for saying.&lt;br /&gt;i bought this number, is because its for school , casting and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want my number anyhow let people know and call . you know, its like PERSONAL use and WORKING use.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;then valerie help me with MANDY.COM. i seriously my eyes was like ~.~&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand what they say, and iam like blind . so striking ! ~ out of sudden.&lt;br /&gt;okay. then went to mac. had mac together at home with sisters.&lt;br /&gt;watch tv, and laugh . HAHAHAAHHA. " wahlao , so high uh " wing say that. HAHAHAHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;okay. then send her home, had mocha chip. is SUCKS. then slack at her downstair talk talk for awhile then went home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG. IAM SO EXCITED ABOUT IT. YOU KNOW YOU KNOW YOU KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;me and valerie was like. planning for resort world hotel :D:D:D:D HANGOVERRRRRRR ~ HAAHHAAHHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHAHAH. i hope we have some fun when celebrating karthi's and joashelle birthday in resort world.&lt;br /&gt;you know, we going celebrate. wooohoooo ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-4180886006406491890?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4180886006406491890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=4180886006406491890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4180886006406491890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4180886006406491890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/today-yesterday.html' title='today &amp; yesterday.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-3603864150684082074</id><published>2011-08-11T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T22:23:57.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woah</title><content type='html'>hoping youre online, but also hoping youre not.&lt;div&gt;if youre not online, at least i will lie to myself that youre busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but youre online, and you didn't even wanna message me .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you rather facebook then message me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what could i say more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things getting worse, day by day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please god. one shot come, and next day go away please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cannot take it anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't wait for our one year. sorry i couldn't teman you for this year hari raya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" when youre free, then i talk to you "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO STUPID. how i know youre free ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headache headache. i know if i told you what happen today. you will say "nothing worse then mine"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ask you yesterday " you wanna get rid of me is it ? " you say "maybe"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do you know what is that meaning ? GET RID. GET RID!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't even know whats happening. okay, how i know when youre not telling me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IAM NOT YOUR WORM IN YOUR STOMACH. IAM NOT EDWARD, READ PEOPLE'S MIND. IAM NOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iam the one that make you suffer, you think youre the one who make me suffer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;best decision ? you know. no girlfriends, no problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe this is the last gdnight i say to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i give up, not cause i like another boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i give up, cause of everything , everyday that make me sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i get more and more emotional. i don't want to be that weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope you get a better malay girl , or a chinese girl that understand you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-3603864150684082074?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3603864150684082074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=3603864150684082074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/3603864150684082074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/3603864150684082074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/woah.html' title='woah'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-2954212028006300838</id><published>2011-08-11T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:08:59.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAGSASSAGASAWHAHA</title><content type='html'>i don't know what will happen later in school .&lt;div&gt;is she still going to ignore me ? i don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just hope that karthi and joashelle will still talk to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope things are not going to happen again .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-2954212028006300838?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2954212028006300838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=2954212028006300838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2954212028006300838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2954212028006300838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/fagsassagasawhaha.html' title='FAGSASSAGASAWHAHA'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-2431306405446550266</id><published>2011-08-10T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:23:03.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>_|_ FUCK YOUUUULAH. CB KNN KNN KKNNN.</title><content type='html'>fuck can . EVERYTHING SUCKS TODAY!&lt;div&gt;having this stupid thinking on relationship , then I SAY OUT. WORSE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TWO PROBLEMS. FRIENDS, ONE MORE PROBLEM , ECZEMA COME BACK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOW MY EARPIECE ALSO GOT PROBLEM . FUCKLAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CBCBCBCBCBCBCBCBCBCBCBCBCBCBCBCBCBCB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KNN LAH. HOW AM I GOING TO LISTENIG TO MY SONG WHEN IAM ALONE ? WHEN I FEEL SO NOISY? DAD WAS RIGHT, I TRYING TO EXPERIENCE WHAT DEAF WAS FEEL LIKE. I WANT MY EARPIECE TO ALIVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOU KNOW, THAT DEVICE EARPIECE DEVICE JUST HIT ON THE CHAIR, AND LIKE THAT! :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;worse day ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IGNORE ME LAH, EVERYONE. BETTER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-2431306405446550266?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2431306405446550266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=2431306405446550266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2431306405446550266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2431306405446550266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/fuck-youuuulah-cb-knn-knn-kknnn.html' title='_|_ FUCK YOUUUULAH. CB KNN KNN KKNNN.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-5866314587727397958</id><published>2011-08-10T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:39:53.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u</title><content type='html'>i remember. this is common lah.  google or anywhere you can find but..&lt;div&gt;you said.  "&lt;b&gt;abcdefghijklmnopqrstvwxyz . i think i miss U ?&lt;/b&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAAHAHAHAHAHAH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i can't find that anymore from you :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I THINK I KENA SUNBURN! :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iam sorry, your "shyt" i think youre referring to your illness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't want to start a fight.. i still wanna talk to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-5866314587727397958?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5866314587727397958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=5866314587727397958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5866314587727397958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5866314587727397958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/u_10.html' title='u'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-8441555048932775679</id><published>2011-08-10T19:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T19:32:53.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>call me crazy but its true.</title><content type='html'>hi . days by days, problem alot :'(&lt;div&gt;i have a problem with him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a problem with my BODY , MY SKIN AND ECZEMA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now. i have a problem with my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know, they told me that youre upset with me . cause i never go in your group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please :'( don't mad at me or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be in kak izah's shoes. her groupmates ? i don;t know what to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope you understand you know. you say you don't like when i tell them that i ASSUME that youre angry. actually iam really thought youre angry with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was so happy cause you get selected. but meanwhile, sad cause i thought my story was good enough . but nope. gonna buck up stw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you ALMOST roll eyes on me, you stare at me. what should i do next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like crying when you and izah choosing. tell me what to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, iam the producer of " atok saya"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanna share this news with him, but still waiting for his message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. now busy busy . bye..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-8441555048932775679?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/8441555048932775679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=8441555048932775679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/8441555048932775679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/8441555048932775679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/call-me-crazy-but-its-true.html' title='call me crazy but its true.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-2795033282930317420</id><published>2011-08-08T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T21:16:17.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should i private my blog ? :O</title><content type='html'>HAAHHA! i lazy wanna blog out what happen today.&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind. i shall blog it, and maybe few years back i will read. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY SINGAPORE. YAY YAY.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow going to cry while watching firework :'( HAHA cause its our money! :'(&lt;br /&gt;today went to school at 830 , but stupid show started at 9plus. &lt;br /&gt;whaaaat the fuck. k, nevermind ! then watch halfway went to see ahneh's performance! yayayayyayay!&lt;br /&gt;HAAHAHAH. i hope she don't mind i call her that :) ♥ &lt;br /&gt;but she say my face like angry. nooooo! iam not :) i was like, no smile then i turn and smile. lol, funny right. i know.&lt;br /&gt;after going up, its too late to know that it end. OMG. SO FAST! @#$@%#^$&amp;%*^%$#@!&lt;br /&gt;wanted to wait for karthi , but nah. she say drag. then HAHA go home! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the morning, he message .&lt;br /&gt;but after "i go rest " , no reply / messages anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i should be the one who always message him first or not.&lt;br /&gt;can i just let god decide everything in my life? iam a person that don't decide things. i mean, i can't decide.&lt;br /&gt;i scare to be blame actually. if people help me decide,i still can blame that "people" if i decide, no one to blame you know.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to delete away my facebook . missing in action from everywhere! from you.&lt;br /&gt;facebook , twitter, blogger , tumblr , handphone.&lt;br /&gt;don't you miss something when i didn't message you or something?&lt;br /&gt;WHO AM I WRITING TO? :'( youre busy to message me, you know.&lt;br /&gt;don't worry, this blog no one see. only me, and me. always me reading back those old post and smile like an idiot. :)&lt;br /&gt;IAM HAPPY TO BE ONE IDIOT YOU KNOW? :) idiot no need to think :)&lt;br /&gt;i like my bass ear piece. i can't hear you when iam listening to songs. hmm.. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YES iam deaf .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-2795033282930317420?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2795033282930317420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=2795033282930317420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2795033282930317420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2795033282930317420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/haahha-i-lazy-wanna-blog-out-what.html' title='should i private my blog ? :O'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-7315541237276405231</id><published>2011-08-08T02:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T02:07:15.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>next time would you sing with meeee ? :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpzD800LbGk/Tj7T5CMBX_I/AAAAAAAAB4M/JcJjx-sY2W8/s1600/tumblr_lnsb09YGyu1qab87po1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpzD800LbGk/Tj7T5CMBX_I/AAAAAAAAB4M/JcJjx-sY2W8/s400/tumblr_lnsb09YGyu1qab87po1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638176760307736562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sing "talking to the moon" while looking at the moon and thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;how silly am i ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In hopes you're on the other side ,talking to me too&lt;br /&gt;Or am I a fool who sits alone,talking to the moon"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-7315541237276405231?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7315541237276405231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=7315541237276405231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7315541237276405231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7315541237276405231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/next-time-would-you-sing-with-meeee.html' title='next time would you sing with meeee ? :)'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpzD800LbGk/Tj7T5CMBX_I/AAAAAAAAB4M/JcJjx-sY2W8/s72-c/tumblr_lnsb09YGyu1qab87po1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-187418585204912142</id><published>2011-08-08T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T01:40:59.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now i know my abc.</title><content type='html'>i will go with you alone, if youre going on tuesday.&lt;div&gt;you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY SINGAPORE :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TUESDAY IAM WATCHING YOU, FIREWORKSSSSS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i doubt so, your family is first priority . you say that before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-187418585204912142?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/187418585204912142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=187418585204912142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/187418585204912142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/187418585204912142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/now-i-know-my-abc.html' title='now i know my abc.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-5522082013832086660</id><published>2011-08-07T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T18:03:59.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>z</title><content type='html'>i will seriously drink and get drunk and die instantly.&lt;div&gt;youknow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" i wish i got the power to ignore you, like how you ignore me. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@!%#@#%##$@$!@##$!!Y!@#@#!!@$@!$@$@!%%@!@!%@!@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@!$@$$@!!%^#$&amp;amp;%$&amp;amp;*^&amp;amp;*%*#%#@@#%@#$@#@^$^@#@#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#@@%@%$%&amp;amp;$&amp;amp;%^%*#&amp;amp;&amp;amp;#$^@#%@#@#$@@#@#@#^@#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@^@#^#@@^^@&amp;amp;$&amp;amp;&amp;amp;$&amp;amp;$&amp;amp;*#**#&amp;amp;#$@$&amp;amp;@^@#!@##%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FYI, those are bad word. not meant for 18 years old and below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if youre like @!@!@!#@!#ing 18 years old and above, you know what it means.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thankyou thankyou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-5522082013832086660?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5522082013832086660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=5522082013832086660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5522082013832086660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5522082013832086660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/z.html' title='z'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-4157154924263525992</id><published>2011-08-07T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:54:41.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>y</title><content type='html'>i wanna braid my hair . &lt;div&gt;guys to know who to braid ! aaaaaw. meltzxcxzxzczc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guy to willing to learn how to braid and braid on his girlfriend's hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meltzxzczxczxvzxzxcxzczx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-4157154924263525992?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4157154924263525992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=4157154924263525992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4157154924263525992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4157154924263525992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/y.html' title='y'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-3315187033982419809</id><published>2011-08-07T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:52:12.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x</title><content type='html'>hi. i see this starbuck picture. aaaaaaaaaaawwww. i feel like drinking now :'(&lt;div&gt;why starbuck is so addictive eh? :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beat me, i don't know too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahhahahahaahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MOCHA. MOKA. seriously, tangwei. seriously ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-3315187033982419809?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3315187033982419809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=3315187033982419809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/3315187033982419809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/3315187033982419809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/x.html' title='x'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-5615462762131648737</id><published>2011-08-07T17:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:45:40.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>w</title><content type='html'>why seri yuhanis is pretty?&lt;div&gt;why she has red hair ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why people are so pretty in anything, in lousy clothings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its okay, stw. youre nice enough :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I TALK ALONE. YAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I JUST WANNA SAY. SHE HAS A NICE RED HAIR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IF I WANNA DYE, I GOING TO DYE DARK GREEN. :):):):):):):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-5615462762131648737?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5615462762131648737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=5615462762131648737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5615462762131648737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5615462762131648737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/w.html' title='w'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-261690678615958077</id><published>2011-08-07T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:44:03.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>v</title><content type='html'>i need to sing loud abcefg then i know whats my next alphabet .&lt;div&gt;:) AHAHHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY CAN'T YOU JUST ASK. whats wrong with you? :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is it us who demand alot or you guys changed to be someone that we don't feel the same as the beginning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't you guys wanna us to be more caring or more anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why push us away? you guys only how to ask us to stop caring and stop being like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whyyyyyyy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-261690678615958077?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/261690678615958077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=261690678615958077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/261690678615958077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/261690678615958077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/v.html' title='v'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-2621439327099856525</id><published>2011-08-07T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:37:37.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u</title><content type='html'>let's play scissor paper stone &amp;amp; take one step front.&lt;div&gt;let's see who make a first move . let's see ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-2621439327099856525?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2621439327099856525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=2621439327099856525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2621439327099856525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2621439327099856525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/u.html' title='u'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-7968766440952549140</id><published>2011-08-07T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:36:08.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>t</title><content type='html'>am i a person that easily get bullied?&lt;div&gt;i mean being used?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know why people can use on other people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel bad, and soft hearted .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TO CERTAIN PEOPLE ONLY. AHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moley moley? NO! :D HAHAHAHHA! but sometime i feel bad for her :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-7968766440952549140?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7968766440952549140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=7968766440952549140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7968766440952549140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7968766440952549140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/t.html' title='t'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-6860762254710228047</id><published>2011-08-07T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:34:44.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s</title><content type='html'>MY SURNAME! ssssss.&lt;div&gt;whatever? whatever?? whatever ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anything. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know what happen. tingdongggggg. tingdonnng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just wanna have a goooood laughter with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't let me think that wing's word are true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-6860762254710228047?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6860762254710228047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=6860762254710228047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/6860762254710228047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/6860762254710228047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/s.html' title='s'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-1211417449439207351</id><published>2011-08-07T17:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:32:53.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R</title><content type='html'>i don't know why sit suddenly message me and ask me to help her.&lt;div&gt;she told me that, she wanna buy birthday present for her friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahaahahaahhaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-1211417449439207351?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1211417449439207351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=1211417449439207351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1211417449439207351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1211417449439207351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/r.html' title='R'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-4768109877574973280</id><published>2011-08-07T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:31:12.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q</title><content type='html'>eeeeew, amelie tak senor-nor !&lt;div&gt;this is m18 or R21 show , i think :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously.. tak senoooornoooor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-4768109877574973280?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4768109877574973280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=4768109877574973280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4768109877574973280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4768109877574973280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/q.html' title='Q'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-6655326074230357365</id><published>2011-08-07T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T01:51:06.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>p</title><content type='html'>you know? i was near your house, last friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-6655326074230357365?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6655326074230357365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=6655326074230357365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/6655326074230357365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/6655326074230357365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/p.html' title='p'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-1161612778202653769</id><published>2011-08-07T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T01:50:24.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>N</title><content type='html'>i don't know is , you "pushing" me away?&lt;div&gt;or you stand at the same spot . but no matter how fast i walk, or how fast i run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't catch you. i can't be close with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forget it can't find in my friend's tumblr. my friend say this " we are like in a boat that was holes. instead of doing nothing and let it sink . let's solve the problem for fixing it ! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boat? apply to relationship too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-1161612778202653769?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1161612778202653769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=1161612778202653769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1161612778202653769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1161612778202653769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/n.html' title='N'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-3918126284456702935</id><published>2011-08-07T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T01:41:16.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>m</title><content type='html'>my alphabet got problem!&lt;div&gt;should be a b c d e f g i h j k l &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt; n o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had second round of steamboat ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-3918126284456702935?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3918126284456702935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=3918126284456702935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/3918126284456702935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/3918126284456702935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/m.html' title='m'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-90878299767963867</id><published>2011-08-06T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T22:13:36.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O</title><content type='html'>gonna get myself a thumbdrive :D&lt;div&gt;for my personal use lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;movies and stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-90878299767963867?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/90878299767963867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=90878299767963867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/90878299767963867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/90878299767963867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/o.html' title='O'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-5462838242309356604</id><published>2011-08-06T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T22:09:33.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>l</title><content type='html'>you gimme no time to entertain you.&lt;div&gt;i never feel lazy to entertain you.NEVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish iam in my world, like how my story is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-5462838242309356604?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5462838242309356604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=5462838242309356604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5462838242309356604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5462838242309356604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/l.html' title='l'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-3632754237543082639</id><published>2011-08-06T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T22:07:27.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>k</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;" Even if i have a millions reason to leave you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i would still look for ONE to stay. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/8761768110789867239-3632754237543082639?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3632754237543082639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=3632754237543082639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/3632754237543082639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/3632754237543082639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/k.html' title='k'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-6372089587264404545</id><published>2011-08-06T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T21:59:15.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>j</title><content type='html'>you won't see my blog one day cause i private it.&lt;div&gt;or youre not reading it at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i smile when you say you read my blog like in 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why what? my attitudes? i don't know. you never let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-6372089587264404545?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6372089587264404545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=6372089587264404545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/6372089587264404545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/6372089587264404545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/j.html' title='j'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-403980114840510632</id><published>2011-08-06T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T21:57:38.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;shiok can my ear piece! hi, so long long sloong time i never touch yooouuuuououou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i no hear anything when iam listening to . ( maaaax volume. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-403980114840510632?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/403980114840510632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=403980114840510632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/403980114840510632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/403980114840510632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/i.html' title='i'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-7147985912361220019</id><published>2011-08-06T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T21:55:27.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>h</title><content type='html'>hi. had steamboat! ayayayayyayayaay!&lt;div&gt;like wing said, its a random dinner :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LATER SECOND ROUNDDDDD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-7147985912361220019?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-7709524473627619027</id><published>2011-08-06T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T21:54:14.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>g</title><content type='html'>i almost wanna cry.&lt;div&gt;cause this stupid pimple near my eye , close to my eyebrow hurting me when i want to squeeeeeeeeeeeze out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-7709524473627619027?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7709524473627619027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-7097114110909513839</id><published>2011-08-06T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T16:05:55.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>f</title><content type='html'>my story twisted a little.&lt;div&gt;instead of deaf. she living in her world something like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG. sister haven't download for me my "Amelia" .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mr nic ask me to watch that movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-7097114110909513839?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7097114110909513839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=7097114110909513839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7097114110909513839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7097114110909513839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/f.html' title='f'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-4916845409409210797</id><published>2011-08-06T16:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T16:04:17.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e</title><content type='html'>ITS TIME TO DO VP2 POWERPOINT!&lt;div&gt;but iam so lazy and games are attracting to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;repel repel repel please. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-4916845409409210797?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4916845409409210797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=4916845409409210797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4916845409409210797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4916845409409210797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/e.html' title='e'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-2832745217587429885</id><published>2011-08-06T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T16:03:38.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d</title><content type='html'>died*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sister wanna have blackberry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to change phone too. but let me buy i rather buy a 13inch macbook for my future use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;glad that you realize :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but sooner, you don't reply back. so.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-2832745217587429885?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-2792843696960137486</id><published>2011-08-06T01:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T01:16:50.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>c</title><content type='html'>i wish iam die..&lt;div&gt;iam good for nothing in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-2792843696960137486?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2792843696960137486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=2792843696960137486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2792843696960137486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2792843696960137486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/c.html' title='c'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-7440624399543846096</id><published>2011-08-06T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T01:16:06.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>b</title><content type='html'>iam awake for more then 12hours.&lt;div&gt;i guess.. lets count. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iam awake for 18hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-7440624399543846096?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7440624399543846096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=7440624399543846096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7440624399543846096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7440624399543846096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/b.html' title='b'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-1010862388196778377</id><published>2011-08-06T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T01:14:57.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a</title><content type='html'>what did i do wrong or what did we went wrong?&lt;div&gt;what did i do wrong to let myself being sad like that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-1010862388196778377?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-200509724292398177</id><published>2011-08-05T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T00:33:59.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:'( iam not okay with you.</title><content type='html'>sabar kay tangwei ?&lt;div&gt;everything is fine and you know that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-200509724292398177?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/200509724292398177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=200509724292398177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/200509724292398177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/200509724292398177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/iam-not-okay-with-you.html' title=':&apos;( iam not okay with you.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-5846174048067024489</id><published>2011-08-03T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T01:29:07.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vp2.</title><content type='html'>hi . had NLE and VP2 .&lt;br /&gt;nle is like , woaaah to me now . haha. cause i know how to edit. and i use a song that follow the beatszcvzazcxzczxc!&lt;br /&gt;VP2 was fooling around , and not listening to their pitch. i mean like.. certain people only i listen to :')&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! my wokey character . karthi help me think for an idea :) ♥&lt;br /&gt;i want final cut pro now now now now now now now :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god, i just sigh so loud. i don't know why :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care of yourself. don't get sick.♥&lt;br /&gt;oh, yes. i find dylan is a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; " the more you want to spend time with me , the less i want to spend time with you. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU LAH HOR. NBCB. YOU THINK YOU WHAT. I SEE ONE DAY YOU BEG JOASHELLE NOT TO LEAVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;KNN.CANT YOU JUST FUCKING APPRECIATE WHAT SHE DID FOR YOU?&lt;br /&gt;TOO CLINGY? FUCK LAH. TWO DAYS / 7 DAYS ONLY . FUCKING ATTITUDE JOASHELLE, JUST BECAUSE YOU PMS?&lt;br /&gt;you should be very happy that she's your girlfr now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabar tangwei, sabar. now malay fasting , i need to learn how to "sabar" like them also ..&lt;br /&gt;i get angry easily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1AM bathe, and this is how i look like :)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ! i love you. blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zKDIJ37kWNQ/TjmFRJ7TiwI/AAAAAAAAB4E/owKLPHzRfPc/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-04%2Bat%2B01.27.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zKDIJ37kWNQ/TjmFRJ7TiwI/AAAAAAAAB4E/owKLPHzRfPc/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-04%2Bat%2B01.27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636682938399820546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-5846174048067024489?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/5846174048067024489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=5846174048067024489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5846174048067024489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/5846174048067024489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/vp2.html' title='vp2.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zKDIJ37kWNQ/TjmFRJ7TiwI/AAAAAAAAB4E/owKLPHzRfPc/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-04%2Bat%2B01.27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-6139926868349366216</id><published>2011-08-02T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T23:09:10.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why are we waiting.. why are we waiting! why is me waiting? :'((</title><content type='html'>okay. just. my sister is watching this show.&lt;br /&gt;she say " her accompany and comfort can't compare our years relationship "&lt;br /&gt;something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if her, always by his side and she's the one who listen to all his problem.&lt;br /&gt;that girl who say . if you, who always care about your stupid acting career and you told others people that your boyfr is your friend only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course that guy will take that girl who always by his side . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could just leave my class's groups?!&lt;br /&gt;I HATE IT, CAUSE IT ALWAYS MAKE ME EXPECTING IS HIM !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-6139926868349366216?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6139926868349366216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=6139926868349366216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/6139926868349366216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/6139926868349366216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/why-are-we-waiting-why-are-we-waiting.html' title='why are we waiting.. why are we waiting! why is me waiting? :&apos;(('/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-62036043542522425</id><published>2011-08-02T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T22:59:21.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you forget?</title><content type='html'>hi . i didn't know today was 2nd until i realise that 1st is fasting date, and after 1 is 2 .&lt;br /&gt;i guess he forget about it ?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. i keep on wondering if i should say first or i wait for his message.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of waiting, but can't wait no longer. i say first. but no reply .. and i ter ingat , he message me saying that phone flat now.&lt;br /&gt;okaaaay? :I&lt;br /&gt;trying to talk to him in facebook . but i think he's busy? until now, nothing from him.&lt;br /&gt;and he went offline when i was cooking :'((&lt;br /&gt;IS THAT HARD FOR YOU TO TALK TO ME. omgomgomgogmomgomgomg.&lt;br /&gt;please :'( i need to sabar like muslim already. this few days, WHATS WRONG WITH ME?&lt;br /&gt;tired lah, bad mood lah. anyhow scold bad words, anyhow show temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Happy 11 months with you :') , one more month and equal to YEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know,its like pointless to tell me " happy 11months! " cause you say it in your heart, can already.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know :'( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when Joashelle was telling me about Dylan's .&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking . after waiting , and expecting. expecting things will never happen.&lt;br /&gt;disappointments, hurting. all this, feel nothing to me already.&lt;br /&gt;cause this is like, what i used to do. waiting, dreaming , expecting things that will never happen.&lt;br /&gt;even last minutes backout , saying that doesn't want to meet me. its okay with me anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi , i cook pasta. &amp; aglio oglio IS SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;i bought chicken from NTUC and i swear I WILL NEVER BUY IT ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;cause i don't know how to cut :'(&lt;br /&gt;my aglio oglio is tasteless, but lucky have cheeeese. then nice.&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-62036043542522425?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/62036043542522425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=62036043542522425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/62036043542522425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/62036043542522425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-forget.html' title='you forget?'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-7929594597724020467</id><published>2011-08-01T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T20:43:31.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why you no reply? again.</title><content type='html'>hi. i message you no reply. facebook you also no reply. k.&lt;br /&gt;" K= CONVERSATION IS OVER "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school ,reach school around 8. nice one, 830 then start! :@&lt;br /&gt;lecturer, god bless. lucky teach abit only :))) then watch this sherlock holmes.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED SUBTITLE! &amp;&amp; i sleep :)&lt;br /&gt;i try to keep myself awake, but i can't :'( HAHHHAHA. sleep sua.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday is ghost hungry and today is malay's fasting month! &lt;br /&gt;iam so sorry to my friends that i eat infront of you :'( &lt;br /&gt;HAAAHHAHA. if secondary school , malays like.. HAHAHAH! buy water! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat pepper lunch express at CS.&lt;br /&gt;went to kiddy palace and toyrus.&lt;br /&gt;you know, my friends all bad mood out of sudden? :O&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS ALL BECAUSE OF RELATIONSHIP! actually, i like lol . my boyfr never reply me at all . AHHAHAHHAAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;i act like i don't care anymore. iam acting......&lt;br /&gt;after PM1 , went to nex ! :) meet mariam and went home with her by bus.&lt;br /&gt;okay. i fucking lazy wanna blog now.&lt;br /&gt;its like. yes.. ohbuddha, he online but no reply? *CLAP HANDS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I should stop giving a fuck. Is that what you’re saying. Or am I too demanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iis not we demand alot. is THIS IS ALWAYS WHAT WE WANT FROM YOU.&lt;br /&gt;once in a while , received a call from you. its like receiving .. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, you won't know , forget it . BLAHBLAHBLAH.&lt;br /&gt;WE WANT TO KNOW LAH.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, stranges. why iam so that angry?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-7929594597724020467?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7929594597724020467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=7929594597724020467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7929594597724020467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7929594597724020467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/08/why-you-no-reply-again.html' title='why you no reply? again.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-1491133802685130562</id><published>2011-07-31T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:37:18.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@!$#%$^%&amp;%*&amp;^%$@#!%!%@@!%@%!%!!%!%!%%!@V!@V%</title><content type='html'>I CAN GO REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY CRAZY BY WAITING FOR IT.&lt;br /&gt;WHY YOU KEEP ME WAITING AND WAITING AND WAITING?&lt;br /&gt;I WISH I CAN USE CAP ALL THE WAY.&lt;br /&gt;BYTCH LAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-1491133802685130562?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1491133802685130562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=1491133802685130562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1491133802685130562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1491133802685130562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_31.html' title='@!$#%$^%&amp;%*&amp;^%$@#!%!%@@!%@%!%!!%!%!%%!@V!@V%'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-4827023392716125590</id><published>2011-07-31T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:32:36.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCKLAHCBCBCBCBCBCBCBCBCBC. I FEEL SO SHYT .</title><content type='html'>We stopped spending time.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; I’m more jealous of your friends cos they get to spend more time with you then I do. &lt;/span&gt;I wish you’d come by my school when you finish early and surprise me and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ask me out to grab a snack just to spend that moment with me. I wish you’d ask me if I wanted to grab something to eat. I wish you’d talk to me more. I wish I was special to you. I wish you’d whisper in my ear you love me. I wish you’d kiss me on the cheek just because. I wish you’d skip hanging out with your friends once in a while to spend time with me.&lt;/span&gt; I wish you know how I feel like you don’t care. I wish you know how I’m afraid to lose you.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; I wish you would be afraid to lose me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no intention of breaking your heart. Cos even if that’s the only thing left to do, I wouldn’t. But you make me wonder if I even mean anything to you. Do you need to lose me just so you can figure that out. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you need me to ignore you just so you can realise if I mean anything.&lt;/span&gt; Do you need me to be on my last hour just so you know how you should have spent time with me. I kind of feel like a nothing to you right now, but to me, you’re everything.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; I don’t want to think negative, but you prove me otherwise. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH! this is what i saw in tumblr. kinda sad yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend time with you. But if you’re busy okay. Don’t give me the option to squeeze in your time with your school stuff. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cos if you wanted to, you would make time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH HAH! this is what i saw in tumblr too . seashell's tumblr actually :)&lt;br /&gt;yes. that sent , i told her.&lt;br /&gt;iam like ITS TRUE. if you really wanted to spend time with me, you would make time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-4827023392716125590?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4827023392716125590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=4827023392716125590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4827023392716125590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4827023392716125590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/07/fucklahcbcbcbcbcbcbcbcbcbc-i-feel-so.html' title='FUCKLAHCBCBCBCBCBCBCBCBCBC. I FEEL SO SHYT .'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-1471407890902436090</id><published>2011-07-31T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T20:40:00.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling so shyt right now.</title><content type='html'>OKAY. I WANT TO BATHE NOW, AND SO LAZY TO DO SO! !@#$%$^%&amp;*$#@&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night fizah call me, and ask me to see something.&lt;br /&gt;actually i was like okayokay. but the more we talk, the more i also like wtf.&lt;br /&gt;YOU MUST SAY UNTILL LIKE THAT MEH? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;" totally wasting my time &amp; my message.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never see you say that when i call you and cry then i fucking put down my phone.&lt;br /&gt;and you being sarcastic, she sarcastic back to you.&lt;br /&gt;you type this, she type back, and you type back .. &lt;br /&gt;DEAR FIZAH. she say she's not referring to you . ( but i doubt so )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"-_- . then i don't know ar... " &lt;/span&gt;ohmybuddha, must you do that face? must you with that ah?&lt;br /&gt;what happen to you? i seriously wanna know. being the old you isn't not good? youre okay what!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU WANNA CHANGE BAD?&lt;br /&gt;that thing you post, doesn't make me wanna talk to you. like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;SINCE YOU AND YOUR ITE FRIEND IS WAY BETTER HAPPIER THEN YOU AND US.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DELETE ME ON YOUR FACEBOOK CONTACT FIRST. I WANNA BE THE FIRST THAT YOU DELETED AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;what kind of people are you, what kind of friends are you?&lt;br /&gt;i just hope that fizah will sabar after reading those.&lt;br /&gt;i hope she calm herself down . I CAN'T I TELL YOU. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;chill lah babe :) she.. YOU CAN FIND A BETTER FRIEND THEN HER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-1471407890902436090?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1471407890902436090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=1471407890902436090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1471407890902436090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1471407890902436090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/07/feeling-so-shyt-right-now.html' title='feeling so shyt right now.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-4934474145117649258</id><published>2011-07-31T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T02:11:31.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope you want to go that day.</title><content type='html'>hi. today thought of watching movie, yes. we watch a best 20minutes short film.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;wake up late, as i dream that mami's bag kena stolen at genting. and i chase those people!&lt;br /&gt;sleep until 1plus wake up and play ipod games.&lt;br /&gt;time change to 330 . aaaaaaand, i 210 go cook maggie mee.&lt;br /&gt;when i wake up, i smell this instant dry meee. AHHAAHHAAH then wake up cook two packet! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet valerie at 300 . then take train, meet karthi.&lt;br /&gt;mrs dylan and sit come after that. handsome lah sit wear :D HAAHAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;they both look like couple sia. :) Jealous~ AHAHHAAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;then went to bugis st and penni .&lt;br /&gt;crystal and dap came. woah, everything is like fun? :)&lt;br /&gt;their jokes you know. dap is like a joker. she make everything laugh. even her laughter!&lt;br /&gt;after teman karthi to buy her ndp clothes. suddenly someone say later 8pm go watch firework.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even remember we wanted to watch movie today. HAAHHAHAAH !&lt;br /&gt;we go burger king and eat. :)&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE 7TEEN AND WE DON'T BEHAVE LIKE ONE. we behave like secondary school :)&lt;br /&gt;had this burger king hat :) seeee !smile smile with blue eyes , people like. haAHHAHAAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;disturb them, and i smiled. they knew its a joke. they tackle my armpit :'( AHAHHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;this bytch chocolate, i wave at him he look at valerie they all :'(&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW LAH, CB I NOT PRETTY AS THEY DO. PLEASE, RESPOND ABIT TO ME CAN?! !@$#%^%&amp;*&amp;^%$ KNN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to esplanade, the riverside. get prefect spot. woooooooh! :)&lt;br /&gt;i no camera, so i relac and enjoy the firework .&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaw, its so fucking sweet and  :D HAAHHHHHA! imagine you and your girlfr/ boyfr is watching firework together.&lt;br /&gt;i never get that feeling :'( me and sit relac :D while they all busy take photo! :D HAAHHAHAAH!&lt;br /&gt;my phone sucks lah kay, all blur blur :'( ITS NOT A CAMERA PHONE! :@&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;my head lean on her shoulder, she lean her head on my head.while watching firework.&lt;/span&gt; " &lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm. lesbian much. HAHAHAHAHHA! &lt;br /&gt;every tuesday , we will be going again ! :D with cameras! :D&lt;br /&gt;i hope babe can go with us :'( i know its fasting month. 8pm start, after that we can our late dinner together with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;went home , take train. HAHAHA. funny things happen :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY. i don't know if i should go if the malays have Jalan Raye again or not :'(&lt;br /&gt;its like.. iam not malay . i can't salam their parents . i never fasting.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna to have fun with them . &amp;&amp; duit rayeeee. HAHHAAHHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;if i buy baju kurung. i wanna to wear my very first baju kurung that i buy .&lt;br /&gt;i want to wear high heels again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-4934474145117649258?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/4934474145117649258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=4934474145117649258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4934474145117649258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/4934474145117649258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-hope-you-want-to-go-that-day.html' title='i hope you want to go that day.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-7099132794925233598</id><published>2011-07-30T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T00:52:43.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" he's not fated to be with pretty girls "</title><content type='html'>hi . before i off laptop .&lt;br /&gt;i want to say that YAY! TODAY. HAPPY! HAHAHHAAHHHAHA ! &lt;br /&gt;like finally can meet him? OMG! okayokayokayokayokay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, went to school as usual people . with mrs dylan and babygirl.&lt;br /&gt;then had our NLE lesson . SUCKS, I NEVER EVER WANT TO BE A EDITOR YOU KNOW ?! !?! &lt;br /&gt;i feel angry , cause mrs dylan dont want me to touch the mouse :'(&lt;br /&gt;AAHAHHAHAA! had meehoon in school :) babygirl say, "i think ah, tangwei will still feed her children even there are like 10years old" OF COURSE, OMG SIT HOW YOU KNOW.HAAHHAHHAHAAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;i like kids, not teenagers. 12years old, then they are teenagers :)&lt;br /&gt;i remember we were talking about babys, and i tell them that i want a angmor baby or got blue eyes baby.&lt;br /&gt;karthi say " wear your blue contact lens, at night " LOL! AAHHAHAHAAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it works? !AHHAHA she say " the god think that ah,you blue eyes then later he mistaken he give you a baby got blue eyes"&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE! :D HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;after school , randomly saying that " want me to fetch you ? " and he said just come here.&lt;br /&gt;actually i was just saying! and my heart was like want or not yes no yes no yes no.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to babygirl :) she say follow your heart. my heart wanted to go home.&lt;br /&gt;she say " if i was that person ah, if i say just come here, actually i want you to come"&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaw, THAT MAKE ME REALLY WANT TO GO! :)&lt;br /&gt;thanks again , she teman me text and talking to me when iam seriously nervous .&lt;br /&gt;i told her " i cannot alone walking or something .. i scare of people . "&lt;br /&gt;i really scare of people , especially STUDENTS .&lt;br /&gt;so went to tampines ite, and saw him. previous post! i say i swear that straight away hug him? nah,i didn't HAAHAHAH! cause his face was like ... :@ i cannot call you. " CAUSE IAM TALKING TO SIT ! " :)&lt;br /&gt;SO PAISEH CAN, MY HAND ARE SWEATING, STRANGERS EVERYWHERE, SITTING ALONE WAITING FOR FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;its like , the wife spying on his husband in work you know that kind of feelings? :O&lt;br /&gt;thanks to his macbook , got internet! twitter, facebook AND TUMBLRRRRRRRRRR ! :D&lt;br /&gt;smiling alone and ohya, watch halfway insidious with one of his two classmates. cooooooool.&lt;br /&gt;LEPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK. i hope we can talk like this everyday. you know, like seriously shyt random talks. you tell me about what happen in your school , i tell you what happen to me too. talk and talk and talk . i doesnt want to say gdbye :'(&lt;br /&gt;but he wants. so , took bus and went home :) IAM HAPPY! :D &lt;br /&gt;OH! fizah came back home, and we meet and talk for a while. wahwah, the feeling like our talks never ending like that ! HAHAAHAHAH! i hope she's doing fine in her work :) SMILE FIZAH SMILE !HAAHHAAHHA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy is only temporary?  he never reply me in phone &amp; fb. but he was online?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-7099132794925233598?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/7099132794925233598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=7099132794925233598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7099132794925233598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/7099132794925233598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/07/hes-not-fated-to-be-with-pretty-girls.html' title='&quot; he&apos;s not fated to be with pretty girls &quot;'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-1481709102292338547</id><published>2011-07-28T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T20:28:18.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wear cl , i shampoo nicenice, wore skirt. for nothing. hahahahaahhaahahahahahahahahaha.</title><content type='html'>i was happy this afternoon until you told me youre no in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;seriously sad. no kind of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY! i went to school with zeelah, afternoon lesson.&lt;br /&gt;karthi say my number :'( okay! iam seriously nervous . okay, who don't ?&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHAAHHAHAHAHA! i told karthi that, i senaje type bytch in my presentation slide :)&lt;br /&gt;YES, I DID IT ON PURPOSE ! HAhahahahahaah ! everyone laugh leeeeh! :)&lt;br /&gt;my teacher say something and i say thankyou to him . good thing :) HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;but i forget.&lt;br /&gt;he want me to improve it :'( i don't want to be director laaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;okay. blahblahblah. :))))))&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE IZAH'S ! atok saya.&lt;br /&gt;i almost, nearly cry :'( shhhhhhhhh. keep it a secret !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why everyone have relationship problems neh?&lt;br /&gt;zeelah, and her boyfr :'( actually i always feel sad, whenever my friend having this kind of problems.&lt;br /&gt;:'( i don't know how to cheer her up. i just smile only.&lt;br /&gt;halfway thru pitching . she went to the toilet. &amp; i can see that she cried :'(&lt;br /&gt;karthi say she wanna hug her. but can't . cause iam the one tell her!&lt;br /&gt;she will get a better guy who accept who she is .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-1481709102292338547?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/1481709102292338547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=1481709102292338547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1481709102292338547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/1481709102292338547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-wear-cl-i-shampoo-nicenice-wore-skirt.html' title='i wear cl , i shampoo nicenice, wore skirt. for nothing. hahahahaahhaahahahahahahahahaha.'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-3078077795038431728</id><published>2011-07-27T19:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T19:28:45.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHAAHHAAHHAHA!</title><content type='html'>hi. my right index finger skin tore :'(((&lt;br /&gt;iam not using that finnnger ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today NLE so sleepy so i sleep for awhile and joashelle was editing the mov.&lt;br /&gt;:) 11am end class, and we decide to go toast box and eat before go print. PRATA. STANDARD.&lt;br /&gt;i ate this sausage n Cheeeesessss that cost me 3.50$ for one . :'(&lt;br /&gt;expensive rigggggght. fuck sia . HAAHHAHAHAHA. but its okay.&lt;br /&gt;after eat , went to tampines printing . guess what , ♥ saw me , and i thought he is huixian !&lt;br /&gt;HAAHHAHAAH. i don't know why , but i was shivering when i enter the shop!&lt;br /&gt;almost two months we didn't meet each other. i didn't expect that i will saw him.&lt;br /&gt;few days back, i wondering what would happen if i saw him . i think until woaaah, big picture.&lt;br /&gt;hug him , straight away xoxoxoxoxoxo like bollywood :) haahhahaahha! but nope, i feel paiseh! :'(&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hug him, but his friend was there too. iam a fuckup girlfr . i scare of what people think of me.&lt;br /&gt;end up i didn't hug :'(&lt;br /&gt;went to school , while waiting for bus i was whining why i didn't hug ♥ :'(&lt;br /&gt;joashelle make me cry . HAAHHAHAAHAHAHA ! i swear, next time we saw each other at random places, i will straight away hug you.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling you know, feel like running back to cs just to hug you.&lt;br /&gt;if iam his friend, i will think that, eeee your girlfr not sweet!&lt;br /&gt;if i really hug, maybe his friend and them will goes aaaaaaw :') HAAHHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;my emotional change fast. i was mad at joashelle's boyfr cause he did that to me too.&lt;br /&gt;but after i sawww him . aaaw :'( i miss him, I WANT TO HUG YOUR BABATS.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna blog this :) cause toooooo happy. HAHHAAHHAAHHAAHA!&lt;br /&gt;for almost two months , we meet one time . its like woah. thankyou god :))&lt;br /&gt;i ♥ you! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-3078077795038431728?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/3078077795038431728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=3078077795038431728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/3078077795038431728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/3078077795038431728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/07/ahhaahhaahhaha.html' title='AHHAAHHAAHHAHA!'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-2152339581500012367</id><published>2011-07-25T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T22:11:21.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDS..</title><content type='html'>hi, just wanna blog out a short post. maybe long? :) HAHAHAHAHAHA. i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;my poster is not done yet, my treatment also not done yet. FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt wing let me taking to school tomorrow if i haven't finish my treatment. &lt;br /&gt;so i need to be done by tonight and tomorrow bring my own laptop ♥&lt;br /&gt;once again, this is the third time iam blogging saying that iam so angry about joashella's boyfr.&lt;br /&gt;WHY YOU HAVE TO CHANGE YOUR FUCKING ATTITUDE AFTER CHASING FOR 4MONTHS. &lt;br /&gt;SHE JUST WANNA GO HIS HOUSE WITH YOU ONLY WHAT. FUCK YOUR ATTITUDE LAH.&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS, YOU, SHE'S ONCE YOUR BEST FRIEND OKAY? JUST BECAUSE YOU DOESN'T WANT TO BE THE OLD YOU, AND THAT DOESN'T MEAN SHE'S NOT YOUR BEST FRIEND ANYMORE. you wait, karma punch your face.&lt;br /&gt;i really want to tell you that just no balls to tell you only.&lt;br /&gt;why every body become so mean , after this year . everything changed.&lt;br /&gt;joashella is a girl that share her problems out, she get advise. what about me? :'( its okay, stw..&lt;br /&gt;i can't control my stupid mouth, i say things that i should not say it out.&lt;br /&gt;i was really angry at joashelle's boyfr :'(( she's defending her boyfr. i will do that if i was her too. infact, i did it once when i was whining to my friends about relationship. my friend and i agree that he's a good boyfri .&lt;br /&gt;maybe he's a good friend to me, but i don't know about boyfr. haaaaaai :'(&lt;br /&gt;hope you read this. i don't mind having the same thing with you. shoes? same desgin, same color also can. same color shirt and stuffs. some wristband? :'( we missing all the sweet stuffs over 10months.are you waiting for my message? cause iam waiting, that why i stop messaging you first :'(. those feelings that you can't stop feeling it. you know those feelings?&lt;br /&gt;k stop it.&lt;br /&gt;BYE ,I NEED TO DO MY TREATMENT NOWWWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS GUY, THE MACHO MACHO. WOOOOOH, HE USED TO BE MY FAVORITE WRESTLER! :D&lt;br /&gt;johhny the rock wayne :D HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA . i love you♥ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QCqztPkSfyo/Ti114ZwTNlI/AAAAAAAAB38/4wqDoMbPeyI/s1600/the-rock-is-samoan-he-is-an-afatasi-as-well-half.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QCqztPkSfyo/Ti114ZwTNlI/AAAAAAAAB38/4wqDoMbPeyI/s400/the-rock-is-samoan-he-is-an-afatasi-as-well-half.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633288320756954706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-2152339581500012367?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2152339581500012367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=2152339581500012367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2152339581500012367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2152339581500012367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/07/friends.html' title='FRIENDS..'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QCqztPkSfyo/Ti114ZwTNlI/AAAAAAAAB38/4wqDoMbPeyI/s72-c/the-rock-is-samoan-he-is-an-afatasi-as-well-half.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-2108277517477758504</id><published>2011-07-24T18:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T20:26:46.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ ♥ ♥</title><content type='html'>hi . just now help mama cooking halfway, i go fed mom's turtle! &lt;div&gt;you know. indian star turtle! :) in the zoo also have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom's turtle how old? :O i don't know, i ask her she say more then 5years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kinda sad, my heart suddenly sore when he/ she doesn't want to eat my food that i fed him/her :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did i tell you about yesterday? yesterday i wanted to try auto tune.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sing alot of songs to macbook . the laast song is "who you are" .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK. the macbook ask me to shut down :'(( sad sia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAAHHAHAHAHA. and yup, i watched this "capcom exposed" . saying about capcom 's game is insulting muslim :O! that 17years old kid is just bullshyting can? i don't see any insulting in there -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to go mak's place again to buke :) i swear iam wearing normal instead of dress --, AHHAAHHAHAHAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, i go shyt. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-2108277517477758504?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/2108277517477758504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=2108277517477758504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2108277517477758504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/2108277517477758504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/07/hi.html' title='♥ ♥ ♥'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761768110789867239.post-6577646427920297073</id><published>2011-07-24T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T01:00:35.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye is the only thing ..</title><content type='html'>why only tv has those romantic love storys going on. and not in real life?&lt;div&gt;until now, i still see no one love story same like the story in TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i won't tweet about her anymore, i won't blog about her anymore. i swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by my side- david choi . its a nice song to me . i don't know why, but its nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;youknow, waaaah. why tv is invented? why filmmakers create a love story that make us goes waaaah, and let us expect in our world too. too much drama, and really will make me think that ohgod, that maybe will happen in my life too. NOWAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuck , i don't believe anymore. still, iam still emotional to those drama, but don't believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TV PROGRAMMES CHEAT MY FEELINGS. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TELLME WHY YOU DRAMA SERIES DIRECTOR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know, its like every love story is common . i wanna make something different from them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't want to wait for her message anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761768110789867239-6577646427920297073?l=smellmyfoot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/feeds/6577646427920297073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761768110789867239&amp;postID=6577646427920297073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/6577646427920297073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761768110789867239/posts/default/6577646427920297073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellmyfoot.blogspot.com/2011/07/goodbye-is-only-thing.html' title='goodbye is the only thing ..'/><author><name>xdahmei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11734413637035678681</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/_zJMKV12A-vM/St19j5giekI/AAAAAAAABbo/diDWWGOWYnE/S220/DSC01703.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
