<?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-3849758154560174235</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:48:38.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backstabbers and Hypocrites</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-4942227899019658812</id><published>2008-11-15T09:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T13:04:18.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a farewell day n a real sad day for all Primary 6...&lt;br /&gt;It was Graduation it was fun quite boring n sad...&lt;br /&gt;Ppl cry...&lt;br /&gt;anyway ppl out there dun cry anymore...&lt;br /&gt;the memories we all had will always be remembered by us...&lt;br /&gt;hope we dun forget each other...&lt;br /&gt;still keep in contact...&lt;br /&gt;n of course everybody hanging out together....&lt;br /&gt;i tell u all everybody must still keep in contact hor...&lt;br /&gt;n hor must hang out together hor...&lt;br /&gt;cannot miss out each other hor...&lt;br /&gt;kay...&lt;br /&gt;later continue bye...&lt;br /&gt;love all of u...&lt;br /&gt;will miss all of u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-4942227899019658812?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/4942227899019658812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=4942227899019658812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/4942227899019658812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/4942227899019658812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterday-was-farewell-day-n-real-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-8086189228075221402</id><published>2008-11-14T21:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:42:44.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Today Primary 6 Graduation is fun n quite boring la...&lt;br /&gt;alot ppl cry but i cannot cry dunnoe y...&lt;br /&gt;i crazy alr..&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;but i down there take pic haha...&lt;br /&gt;today i will post some next time got time den post la of some of other pic...&lt;br /&gt;here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey class picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SR18_cIbmCI/AAAAAAAAABc/cJbPhcp99Bo/s1600-h/P141108_18.33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SR18_cIbmCI/AAAAAAAAABc/cJbPhcp99Bo/s200/P141108_18.33.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268504568418506786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SR19cDOvsMI/AAAAAAAAABk/fhOj4BUZm9k/s1600-h/P141108_18.29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SR19cDOvsMI/AAAAAAAAABk/fhOj4BUZm9k/s200/P141108_18.29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268505059950309570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- Me n my form teacher(Mrs Lau)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me,Shu Hui,Priya&amp;amp;Sandhya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SR1_vNrJt7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/HZAZVvZc2zQ/s1600-h/P141108_18.50%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SR1_vNrJt7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/HZAZVvZc2zQ/s200/P141108_18.50%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268507588194580402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;cannot see the whole face of Shu Hui...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;so sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall be ending putting pictures maybe next time...&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my fellow Yuhliates(dunnoe spell correct)friends n teachers...&lt;br /&gt;hope to meet up again hang out again n keep in contact...&lt;br /&gt;is a must...&lt;br /&gt;bye bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-8086189228075221402?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/8086189228075221402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=8086189228075221402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/8086189228075221402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/8086189228075221402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/11/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SR18_cIbmCI/AAAAAAAAABc/cJbPhcp99Bo/s72-c/P141108_18.33.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-434298672573310469</id><published>2008-11-13T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:45:21.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow...&lt;br /&gt;So long never post...&lt;br /&gt;Hey the quiz next post den do kay?&lt;br /&gt;Haizz...&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the day we bid farewell to all P6 pupils n teachers...&lt;br /&gt;Which is graduation...&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;but there is still arguments...&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;so confusing...&lt;br /&gt;but i hope it could be settled by tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;i hope the argument will not become big arguments....&lt;br /&gt;n causes long faces frowning n black faces...&lt;br /&gt;n causes everyone to be angry...&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;got to go bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-434298672573310469?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/434298672573310469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='html'>Tagged by Adelyn to do it&lt;br /&gt;RULES&lt;br /&gt;1) People who had been tagged must repost and do this quiz on their blog&lt;br /&gt;and if they dislike the questions, they can remake one themseleves.&lt;br /&gt;2) Tag 5 people to complete this quiz and they cannot refuse.&lt;br /&gt;The person must state who they have been tagged by,&lt;br /&gt;and continue it by sending to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETS BEGIN ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 do you have secrets ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course and it is a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 would you fall in love with a boy younger than you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dunnoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 do you enjoy going school ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a yes n no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 what would you do with a billion dollars ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go shopping!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 will you fall in love with your best friend ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunnoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 which is more blessed , being loved or loving someone ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 list out 15 favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;-Love story&lt;br /&gt;-Hot n cold&lt;br /&gt;-Feedback&lt;br /&gt;-Remember this way&lt;br /&gt;-That's for you&lt;br /&gt;-Hands on deck&lt;br /&gt;-One step at a time&lt;br /&gt;-I don't love you&lt;br /&gt;-Faster still&lt;br /&gt;-Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(i think i will list 10 can alr rite but still there is a lot of favorite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 if the person you admired is attached , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Dunnoe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 is there anything that has make you extremely happy ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 what makes you angry ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hmm...a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 how would you see yourself in 10 years time ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cannot predict future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 who is currently the most important person to you ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family,friends ai  ya people who are closest to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 what is the most important things in life ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Dunnoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 would you rather be single and rich or married but poor ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Dunnoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15 what is your fav colour ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;All colours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16 would you gave all in to a relationship&lt;/strong&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 if you fell in love with 2 person , who will you pick ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunnoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a person has done to you ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunnoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19 what do you want to tell the person you like ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Dunnoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 what type of person will you fall in love with ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunnoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 person to do&lt;br /&gt;-Shu Hui&lt;br /&gt;-Christine&lt;br /&gt;-Nichole(Chin Yee)&lt;br /&gt;-Denise&lt;br /&gt;-Jing Xuan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-4026688481482075557?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/4026688481482075557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=4026688481482075557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/4026688481482075557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/4026688481482075557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-by-adelyn-to-do-it-rules-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-735661965658275922</id><published>2008-10-18T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:22:40.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow wat a day...&lt;br /&gt;today went out wif Deline to West mall...&lt;br /&gt;ha.ha...&lt;br /&gt;OMG...&lt;br /&gt;life sucks this few this...&lt;br /&gt;i hate life...&lt;br /&gt;horrible...&lt;br /&gt;terrible...&lt;br /&gt;ar indescribable...&lt;br /&gt;ar...&lt;br /&gt;just hate life...&lt;br /&gt;anyway ending here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-735661965658275922?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/735661965658275922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=735661965658275922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/735661965658275922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/735661965658275922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow-wat-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-4670711223003391585</id><published>2008-10-13T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:55:00.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haizz...&lt;br /&gt;i just can't accept reality...&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;i have my reasons...&lt;br /&gt;truly nobody understands me...&lt;br /&gt;i always treat as a glass(very transparent no matter what u do it could not be seen)...&lt;br /&gt;nobody will unerstand...&lt;br /&gt;haizz..&lt;br /&gt;dun have the mood to post byeee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-4670711223003391585?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/4670711223003391585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=4670711223003391585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/4670711223003391585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/4670711223003391585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/10/haizz.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-113566622623019701</id><published>2008-10-11T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T21:36:57.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arrr...&lt;br /&gt;So frustrating!!!&lt;br /&gt;also who will care...&lt;br /&gt;i am just a glass whereby is so transparent that nobody care or exist...&lt;br /&gt;who will care...&lt;br /&gt;being ignored?&lt;br /&gt;Wat to do a transparent glass nobody could see it n answer me...&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;y life is so so so complicated...&lt;br /&gt;so miserable...&lt;br /&gt;so sucks...&lt;br /&gt;Arrr...&lt;br /&gt;anyway congrats to Shu Hui n Denise being back together again...&lt;br /&gt;rite?&lt;br /&gt;so frustrating...&lt;br /&gt;Arrr...&lt;br /&gt;Never mind wat the use to continue who cares...&lt;br /&gt;especially a glass is so transparent n not important...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-113566622623019701?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/113566622623019701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=113566622623019701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/113566622623019701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/113566622623019701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/10/arrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-4817096932756119809</id><published>2008-10-10T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T19:16:57.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi guys...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading my blog...&lt;br /&gt;n all the comments n care...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;anyway ya...&lt;br /&gt;i still feel very left out when i feel when i wif all of u...&lt;br /&gt;nvm...&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a glass where is too transparent that no one could see...&lt;br /&gt;i'm only someone who causes trouble for u...&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;nvm...&lt;br /&gt;yr won't understand the feeling...&lt;br /&gt;i realized ppl mind change real fast...&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a transparent annyway who will care...&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;nobody understand me...&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;thanks Christine for listening to me i feel much better...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;thank you...&lt;br /&gt;thank you for reading...&lt;br /&gt;bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-4817096932756119809?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/4817096932756119809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=4817096932756119809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/4817096932756119809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/4817096932756119809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi-guys_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-6322621880368214809</id><published>2008-10-09T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T11:58:11.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi guys...&lt;br /&gt;nobody will read this blog wan la...&lt;br /&gt;just wanting to wish all higher mother tongue ppl out there&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK!!!JY!!!&lt;br /&gt;so late alr...haizz...&lt;br /&gt;anyway i have this feeling that i am transparent to u...&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;yr will not understand wan...&lt;br /&gt;haizz..&lt;br /&gt;feel so left out...&lt;br /&gt;left alone...&lt;br /&gt;always be left out...&lt;br /&gt;wat to do...&lt;br /&gt;i just do not noe how to put in words that  being left out that feeling...&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;anyway i wish Jing Xuan&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDDAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-6322621880368214809?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/6322621880368214809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=6322621880368214809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/6322621880368214809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/6322621880368214809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-1561844514839220491</id><published>2008-10-08T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T13:14:26.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yea!!!&lt;br /&gt;PSLE over yea yea yea!!!&lt;br /&gt;The papers quite hard very hard easy average...&lt;br /&gt;But still got result to take...&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;Wish to get 203,205 or 207(impossible)&lt;br /&gt;Put this aside for awhile...&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Now home alone...&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;Haha later den continue...&lt;br /&gt;Bye....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-1561844514839220491?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/1561844514839220491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=1561844514839220491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/1561844514839220491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/1561844514839220491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/10/yea-psle-over-yea-yea-yea-papers-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-2474042184369065796</id><published>2008-09-28T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T13:46:37.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;There is someone of course commenting about my blog n me...&lt;br /&gt;deleted those comments...&lt;br /&gt;if u were the one say yr name...&lt;br /&gt;y u dun dare to say yr name wan to scold or insult ppl y dun u rite who u r...&lt;br /&gt;no guts?&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;enough about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway who ever reading this pls try to understand n no offense i'm not blaming anyone....&lt;br /&gt;k let's start...&lt;br /&gt;to those ho noe Nichole(Chin Yee)&lt;br /&gt;pls dun blame her for being wif me i am really sorry for that...&lt;br /&gt;i am really sorry...&lt;br /&gt;pls dun insult her or scold or blame her but u can blame me insult me or scold anything but just dun do it on Nichole...&lt;br /&gt;is not she always wif me is i'm the one who is going wif her going to her...&lt;br /&gt;i'm so so so sorry...&lt;br /&gt;so wan to blame insult scold anythong u wan to do to hurt her dun do it on her i dun mind u doing on me because she is not her fault it as my fault...&lt;br /&gt;pls forgive her n be wif her...&lt;br /&gt;i dun mind u dun forgive me but pls do forgive nichole...&lt;br /&gt;she got nothing to do with it...&lt;br /&gt;it is all my fault...&lt;br /&gt;i shall end this message here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Nichole(Chin Yee),&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for causing u to lose so many friends,&lt;br /&gt;friends being angry at u n everything else...&lt;br /&gt;please forgive me...&lt;br /&gt;u dun forgive me nvm i will not blame u...&lt;br /&gt;it is also my fault...&lt;br /&gt;i'm the one who cause it...&lt;br /&gt;n thank you for being there for me i am really happy to have u as a friend...&lt;br /&gt;thank you n sorry for everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-2474042184369065796?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/2474042184369065796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=2474042184369065796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/2474042184369065796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/2474042184369065796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/09/hi-there-is-someone-of-course.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-7514077196228764237</id><published>2008-09-15T21:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:43:43.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo...&lt;br /&gt;nothing to say...&lt;br /&gt;maybe tomorrow u will noe or not i dun give a dam about it...&lt;br /&gt;i also dunnoe wat i saying...&lt;br /&gt;cazy alr...&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;i HATE my LIFE...&lt;br /&gt;it sucks like CRAZY...&lt;br /&gt;no like HELL...&lt;br /&gt;stupid life...&lt;br /&gt;stupid pain...&lt;br /&gt;i hate you...&lt;br /&gt;u create misery to my life...&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm crazy alr...&lt;br /&gt;who cares anyway...&lt;br /&gt;u care?&lt;br /&gt;what for u related to me?&lt;br /&gt;not even one willing to chat wif me accompany me...&lt;br /&gt;seems like i am not imporant to u...&lt;br /&gt;seems like i'm invisble to you...&lt;br /&gt;am i?&lt;br /&gt;anyway ya...&lt;br /&gt;shall end here soon will update soon or never...&lt;br /&gt;BYE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-7514077196228764237?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/7514077196228764237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=7514077196228764237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/7514077196228764237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/7514077196228764237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/09/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-1992381443967587110</id><published>2008-09-14T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T13:24:47.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night change blogskin...&lt;br /&gt;Tag board new wan...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;lame...&lt;br /&gt;today den add song...&lt;br /&gt;hope noe more song den quickly add in...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;later den continue...&lt;br /&gt;okay...&lt;br /&gt;got to go...&lt;br /&gt;bye guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-1992381443967587110?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/1992381443967587110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=1992381443967587110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/1992381443967587110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/1992381443967587110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/09/yo-yesterday-night-change-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-3368533390383065342</id><published>2008-09-10T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:10:30.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo!guys!anywhere life is quite interesting n miserable...to me is both...&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;anyway this few days smsing ya anyway if the secerts is let out of the bag i will then tell u...wat is the secert&lt;/span&gt; haha...anyway let's yalk about the miserable...i just dunnoe whether to tell her anot or dun tell her...i hate natalie is just because of ...i dunnoe how to put it...anyway y must my other friends fight,argue or quarrel?y must all my friends go wif natalie dun they feel like erm nvm?&lt;br /&gt;y am i saying this anyway hmm nvm...going...bye!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-3368533390383065342?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/3368533390383065342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=3368533390383065342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/3368533390383065342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/3368533390383065342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/09/yoguysanywhere-life-is-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-9131557814823016897</id><published>2008-09-07T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T22:33:35.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo!&lt;br /&gt;Had a 1 week september holiday...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;i only like...&lt;br /&gt;play maple...&lt;br /&gt;some homework haha...&lt;br /&gt;tuition...&lt;br /&gt;ya i tink only like that haha...&lt;br /&gt;how lazy i am....&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;anyway let's talk about life...&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;wat to talk about...&lt;br /&gt;let me recall...&lt;br /&gt;mostly it sucks...&lt;br /&gt;i hate my life it is mostly is miserable...&lt;br /&gt;y must i have this life i hate it i dun like it...&lt;br /&gt;to people i am just a piece of glass which is so transparent that nobody could see...&lt;br /&gt;i hope i would die on the day of september 30 2008...&lt;br /&gt;any day also can...&lt;br /&gt;because living a life like that is like erm...&lt;br /&gt;undescibe...&lt;br /&gt;i just hate my life...&lt;br /&gt;told u that i got to go home...&lt;br /&gt;aask me am i lying...&lt;br /&gt;am i that kind of person to you who lies...&lt;br /&gt;yes i lie sometime but with some people...&lt;br /&gt;am i not a trustworthy person?&lt;br /&gt;y is it so complicated?&lt;br /&gt;y dun all dun fight?&lt;br /&gt;because the more u fight the more i will hate u n it is hard to get back that friendship back...&lt;br /&gt;y dun just kill me den continue fight?&lt;br /&gt;i just hate it..&lt;br /&gt;y is my life full of misery...&lt;br /&gt;did i did something really wrong that is not to be unforgetable?unforgivable?&lt;br /&gt;must i cry beg u to stop fighting?&lt;br /&gt;y can't a world be peaceful?&lt;br /&gt;even if it is not peaceful it coulde be else where...&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe...&lt;br /&gt;what is wrong...&lt;br /&gt;y inside me is full of hate...&lt;br /&gt;nothing is love...&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe y i hate her deeply...&lt;br /&gt;am i invisible?&lt;br /&gt;i just dun understand...&lt;br /&gt;y nobody could understand me?&lt;br /&gt;i just need some care love n some...&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe how to say...&lt;br /&gt;my life i can only say is full of hate no love no glory no faith...&lt;br /&gt;i laugh i smile be cheerful some is fake some is real is just a little of it is real...&lt;br /&gt;the rest is fake not real...&lt;br /&gt;all this causes could be because of the backstabbing betrayed...&lt;br /&gt;so pls understand when i can't forgive her...&lt;br /&gt;did u even notice me...&lt;br /&gt;saw me when i need help...&lt;br /&gt;care for me?&lt;br /&gt;nvm...&lt;br /&gt;tomoorow continue...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-9131557814823016897?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/9131557814823016897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=9131557814823016897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/9131557814823016897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/9131557814823016897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/09/yo-had-1-week-september-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-3227401036470516557</id><published>2008-08-31T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:18:22.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo!&lt;br /&gt;anyway this few days keep playing maple...&lt;br /&gt;oh o....&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;anyway friendships problems is fun n not fun...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;anyway september holiday is tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;still got supp...&lt;br /&gt;nvm...&lt;br /&gt;teacher do this is for us...&lt;br /&gt;cause of PSLE...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;That day teacher's day haha...&lt;br /&gt;fun?&lt;br /&gt;yup!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;going bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-3227401036470516557?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/3227401036470516557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=3227401036470516557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/3227401036470516557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/3227401036470516557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/08/yo-anyway-this-few-days-keep-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-1812709232277486168</id><published>2008-08-26T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T17:34:37.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm...Hi guys!&lt;br /&gt;i hate having friendship problems it sucks la...&lt;br /&gt;anyway if u go with her den y still say dun have...&lt;br /&gt;and it is real real dam obivous man...&lt;br /&gt;watever man...&lt;br /&gt;The world is all lie...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but lie...&lt;br /&gt;when i trust a friend in the end is also a end...&lt;br /&gt;i am so stupid to trust people so fast...&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;whatever la...&lt;br /&gt;in the end wan to go with her y must give so many excuse...&lt;br /&gt;if to u think is not excuse then i do not wat is it...&lt;br /&gt;i think i can trust i am with or maybe not...&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe...&lt;br /&gt;All is lie in the world...&lt;br /&gt;nothing is real...&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-1812709232277486168?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/1812709232277486168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=1812709232277486168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/1812709232277486168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/1812709232277486168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/08/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-5954720071950944698</id><published>2008-08-25T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:16:57.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo!&lt;br /&gt;anyway ya finish all prelims paper yea!!!&lt;br /&gt;yea...i got back English,Mathematics,Science...&lt;br /&gt;hmm...i got 59/100 for science...&lt;br /&gt;and Mathematics i only got to noe MCQ only 11/20...&lt;br /&gt;shoot...&lt;br /&gt;English did not did well haha...&lt;br /&gt;anyway not in the mood really very erm not in a good mood talking about friendship in school problem dam erm u noe ya...&lt;br /&gt;maybe tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;k guys got to go...&lt;br /&gt;bye...guys...&lt;br /&gt;stay happy;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-5954720071950944698?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/5954720071950944698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=5954720071950944698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/5954720071950944698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/5954720071950944698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/08/yo-anyway-ya-finish-all-prelims-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-1258337486591970715</id><published>2008-08-23T10:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T10:50:27.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Good Morning!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Rise n Shine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ok i think i'm crazy...haha...today my PC(computer)nowis fixing in frint of me now yea hoo...my brother got computer to use alr yea haha...lame...nothing to do ma so early in the morning nothing ma...haha...so bored...the man fixing the computer very nice i think...i have not even start talking haha...hahahahahahaha...so bored...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-1258337486591970715?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/1258337486591970715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=1258337486591970715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/1258337486591970715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/1258337486591970715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-good-morning-rise-n-shine-ok-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-492159915836325510</id><published>2008-08-22T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:56:24.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo guys i'm back again but not in school home!come to me when fight wif her angry wif her den later she say a few things go backs wif her,wan to go wif her go la den come fine me for wat...ok ok ok enough...haha...got so many new things yea!haha i love my parents they rox i love them more then anything MUMMY!DADDY!I LOVE YOU!!!haha...ya i dun care alr la the friendship of those ppl liao la wan to be wif her go la come find me for wat...heck care alr...bye guys out there!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-492159915836325510?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/492159915836325510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=492159915836325510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/492159915836325510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/492159915836325510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/08/yo-guys-im-back-again-but-not-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-7865276604762069333</id><published>2008-08-22T10:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T10:23:29.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Yo!guys out there...i am using school computer...haha...lame...nothing to do...hmm...just got science prelim...shit...hard leh...last question i was doing than halfway stop wa lao so i s write halfway die...i got half half confident pass n fail...ar ar ar...so....ya...ar ar ar ar ar ar ar ar ar ar ar...haha lame ya watever hahahahahahahaha....so happy i dun believe i got a LAPTOP!!!so HAPPY!!!ar ar ar ar ar...in my school one of my friend say one girl just come out from mental hospital den i think she should stay there la she fits there she is INSANE,CRAZY....hahahahaha...she stay there the best haha...anyway got to go cher(teacher)shoutting say close close haha bye got to go recess haha bye guys out there later then continuse to update haha bye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-7865276604762069333?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/7865276604762069333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=7865276604762069333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/7865276604762069333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/7865276604762069333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/08/yoguys-out-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-4297945401713156306</id><published>2008-08-20T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:01:55.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey!Yo guys reading out there.this week having prelim omg tomorrrow is chinese compo n paper 2 wow i not sure can pass or not but i think can la try la.haha...anyway i feel real happy today real happy i got a laptop haha i love my parents more than anything i shall do my very bast in my prelims n PSlE i will not disappoint them i love them haha...today mathematics paper ok ok ok like that i think haha...anyway bye guys wish u ppl out there good lucks in your prelim n PSLE n everything...haha...wish me luck!bye:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-4297945401713156306?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/4297945401713156306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=4297945401713156306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/4297945401713156306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/4297945401713156306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/08/heyyo-guys-reading-out-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-6649840749909809335</id><published>2008-08-10T22:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T23:08:34.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Poem 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You call me your friend But, really am I?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me again and tellMe what a true friend is…&lt;br /&gt;Cause in the past year I&lt;br /&gt;Haven’t found nothing&lt;br /&gt;More than back stabbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are and will be the last I hold on to and call a friend&lt;br /&gt;Cause really a friend does not&lt;br /&gt;Say “hi” and five seconds later takes off&lt;br /&gt;And leaves her so called friends&lt;br /&gt;Lonely when times get rough&lt;br /&gt;Just go and be gone and out&lt;br /&gt;Of my life cause in friends no longer, I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poem2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Look at us now,&lt;br /&gt;And how much we've changed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And it's not the same...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Best friends once,&lt;br /&gt;But why no more?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we be,&lt;br /&gt;The way we were before?&lt;br /&gt;Late nights talking on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;Laughs, secrets, and tears,&lt;br /&gt;Sharing all with each other,&lt;br /&gt;Hopes, dreams, and fears...&lt;br /&gt;I think we were from the day we changed&lt;br /&gt;We were no longer best friends&lt;br /&gt;Is it?&lt;br /&gt;Or are we still best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poems shall end here...&lt;br /&gt;      Thank You!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-6649840749909809335?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/6649840749909809335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=6649840749909809335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/6649840749909809335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/6649840749909809335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/08/poems.html' title='Poems'/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-7875812399359590109</id><published>2008-08-01T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:02:26.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good Evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Obviously, someone has been commenting on my tagboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Firstly, I got to put it across that I am please with the way I look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I would not let people's comments put me down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because I believe that I have strong support from my family members(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I learnt not to put people down, calling them names just to make myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;feel better and make myself feel greater. Let me say they are just immature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will never follow the crowd and listen to people like you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because I know that I deserve someone better than you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friends are there for each other through thick and thin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but never backstabbing each other and fighting everyday are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;friends? I don't really think so? ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know how people like you act, ha typical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am actually at my wits ends and I don't really want to do this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;technology is advance now and I got your I.P address and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know who has tagged my chatboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So if you are smart, you should know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;before I take further action. Thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-7875812399359590109?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/7875812399359590109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/7875812399359590109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-1047548624510108346</id><published>2008-07-30T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:50:34.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha...my cousin in the same school as me has a lover haha but so sad she dun wan him must help them...hmm...must think how to help them  together haha...today P.E so fun captain ball so fun until so sweayt...haha...win 2 only...haha...so sad:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i am serious now who ever want to be wif Natalie i will stay far far far away from u even if is my cousin...haha...so if i see u wif her or talk to her or watever i will still stay away from u haha...anyway i die also dun wan to be wif Natalie wan to be wif her stay far away from me... i dun wan to noe anything about her too... haha...ya that all...&lt;br /&gt;BYEEE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-1047548624510108346?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/1047548624510108346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=1047548624510108346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/1047548624510108346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/1047548624510108346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/07/haha_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-6418861779052150660</id><published>2008-07-27T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T12:34:55.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yea!!!yesterday i watch the dark knights again haha it is awesome how i wish i can watch again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it is the same if u wan to go wif NATALIE forget about me n the memories i and u had...i die also dun wan to go wif her...u wan go ahead i am not stopping u...u go wif her dun go wif me...anyway i am just a real transparent glass which cannot be seen...u go wif her go away from me u seem happier wif her den u r wif me nvm it dosen't seems that we will be like together like last time or maybe there will not be a chance anymore cause it is all so obvious that u r going to be wif her...i noe u will think i am jealous or something yes is true that im jealous or even being petty but i just hate that u ppl go wif her or something i dunnoe how to describe...i'm not important to anyone anyway i am just the extra wan like Shu Hui said at the skate park...ya...i dun think i am fit to be wif u all because when im wif u all i feel like i am just a transparent glass which cannot be seen...so wanna be wif NATALIE away from me nut at least tell me...this world is soon............&lt;br /&gt;anyway same line again wif NATALIE,away from me...anything happen to her or something i dun wan to noe...&lt;br /&gt;goodbye ppl wif NATALIE...&lt;br /&gt;ALL IS A LIE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-6418861779052150660?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/6418861779052150660/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-6480031250036446467</id><published>2008-07-26T14:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T12:35:53.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fine u wan to be wif Natalie go ahead fine la go wif her lor...everytime when i saw u wif her play wif her chat happily wif her i feel jealous angry i dun noe how to describe it seems that she is very important to u like this it seems that u n her have been friends or even best friend fine den go wif her i am nothing but just extra or even who comes between u n her fine den u seem happy wif her go wif her u wan to be wif her u could forget about me den no matter wat i juz dun wan to be wif her u wan to be wif her dun be wif me or u could juz forrget about me or the memories anyway wat the use to remember about the memories we had go n create a new memories wif her forget about me n the memories we had together wats the use for remembering the memories wif me in the memories now it seems she is more important ha to me not so if u wan to be wif her go wif her n forget about me n u can treat me as enimes or normal friend i die also i DO NOT want to be wif her...i seems nth to all of u anyway...everytime u talk to her or wif her chat wif her happily or play wif her i always thought that is just being pretending but slowly slowly it seems that she is even more important to u...all seems like a LIE...u wan to be wif her go away i dun wan to be wif her...but tell me first or show me by yr action...all is a LIE LIE LIE...to u she is even more important...go away if u wan to be wif her....ALL IS A LIE...&lt;br /&gt;U think others is more important den u but im just nothing fine den...i am nothing which is not important to anyone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-9043327854639815283</id><published>2008-07-19T18:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T19:10:23.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SIHInqcAKJI/AAAAAAAAABA/6NShcb0qMB0/s1600-h/257424709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224677626458679442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SIHInqcAKJI/AAAAAAAAABA/6NShcb0qMB0/s200/257424709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SIHIntqlOoI/AAAAAAAAABI/LZHVRqkhgng/s1600-h/685363058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224677627325135490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SIHIntqlOoI/AAAAAAAAABI/LZHVRqkhgng/s200/685363058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SIHIn12o0-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/0SRW-Bl8AQg/s1600-h/2110995338_e86d3eba8e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224677629523186658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SIHIn12o0-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/0SRW-Bl8AQg/s200/2110995338_e86d3eba8e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha...Finally i get back my money back...hahahahaha...went to catch a movie with my sister guess wat show?of course is that show The Dark Knight this show rocks alot wonderful marvellous show (etc)it rocks next time want to watch this show call me along i also want to watch i love this show i love this show alot...wanna know about this story ask me...but den yar nvm...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway friendship problem still have not settlee but then still blur dunnoe wat to do...haha...i dun think u wanna noe wat happen actually nothing haha...nvm la...anyway gtg...i loveee the dark knights wanna see call me i want to see but den depend got time first...haha...later continue update maybe...haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-9043327854639815283?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/9043327854639815283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=9043327854639815283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/9043327854639815283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/9043327854639815283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/07/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SIHInqcAKJI/AAAAAAAAABA/6NShcb0qMB0/s72-c/257424709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-1008750560654664819</id><published>2008-07-15T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T20:22:28.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems i just nothing why does friendship problem seems to be really a problem...why friend dun friend i am confused who to be with or be myself or wat i just wan to alone and not alone i am confussed somebody pls help me pls i dunnnoe wat to do wat have i done to have this happening to me help me pls...wat is happening to the world or something...somebody help me or guide me give me some advise tell me wat to do...why does friendship happens like this?how it happens?what causes it?...so wat is it?wat is means?...why why why...wat i done not enough or wat i have to deserve this...wat???help me ...i dunnoe anything somebody tell me something or help save(etc)me...i really dunnoe anything...am i somebody who i dun deserve to be friends wif?why am i the wan who losses everything no matter wat i willl lose something i dun wan to losse anything...am i a friend who u want to be wif?do uwan to be friends wif me?i just dun understand a thing...wat is happening somebody tell me pla tell me something...why is trust so easily breakable almost everything is easily breakable why somwbody tell me...nobody wans to be friend wif me...argh argh argh...why why why................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-1008750560654664819?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/1008750560654664819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=1008750560654664819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/1008750560654664819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/1008750560654664819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-seems-i-just-nothing-why-does.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-8734135265912250476</id><published>2008-07-11T19:08:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T17:08:14.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SHdAQ_rO8FI/AAAAAAAAAAg/0ivoqQ2ZrUw/s1600-h/DSC00946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221712953674231890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="189" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SHdAQ_rO8FI/AAAAAAAAAAg/0ivoqQ2ZrUw/s320/DSC00946.JPG" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Yucks,gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;You would also be grossed out of you say it yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;I pity the birde, may it rest in peace, and boo to the inhuman thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;who killed it ):&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, life isn't so great as I hope it would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Things never seem to be running smoothly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;and I am very tired facing all my problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;However, I will continue on living each day to the fullest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Personally, I think what we had in the past is impossibe to get back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;I am tried of going through the same process all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;I tried to be there for you as a friend, but you kept pushing me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Coming to me only when you need help, but even so I am happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;because you are my friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;oh, let's say, used to be friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;However, I had enough of this because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;I can't continue taking that attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Let the past remain as the past, because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;I am facing the present head on, with or without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;I am going to focus on my studies and not you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Because I don't deserve, the way you treat me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;So goodbye my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;I still love you, you can always come to me if you need help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always be beside you cheering for you.&lt;br /&gt;but not the same as before, because you changed.&lt;br /&gt;and I have change.&lt;br /&gt;I think you know what I am getting at&lt;br /&gt;I personally find it very upsetting that&lt;br /&gt;you kept the bad memorises and threw away the bad.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to fix this friendship but you just won't budge because&lt;br /&gt;you kept your grudge.&lt;br /&gt;Even, so you treated me as a useless sheet of being.&lt;br /&gt;but not this time, because I made it a point to get on with my life&lt;br /&gt;and not destroy it like you did to your life.&lt;br /&gt;I can be stupid,&lt;br /&gt;I can be cunning,&lt;br /&gt;I can be selfish,&lt;br /&gt;just like you. but I will not compromise, because is impossibe.&lt;br /&gt;because I refuse to be like you, a backstabber, a liar,&lt;br /&gt;a person whom make use of people.&lt;br /&gt;because I will never be such a low-down person.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wonder why you are never ashamed of your ways?&lt;br /&gt;I hope I didn't make any ememies by saying out how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;But I just feel very miserable for how things had turn out.&lt;br /&gt;I am really happy with my new friends that I have made.&lt;br /&gt;I love you all!! YOU PEOPLE ARE JUST GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being there for me when I am feeling bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-8734135265912250476?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/8734135265912250476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=8734135265912250476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/8734135265912250476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/8734135265912250476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/07/eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEwrElPXww4/SHdAQ_rO8FI/AAAAAAAAAAg/0ivoqQ2ZrUw/s72-c/DSC00946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-5832444492523395471</id><published>2008-07-06T15:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T15:29:44.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm such a fool real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;fool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it is so stupid of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i .hate past...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;past made me remember about all the ungreatful memories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;a total regret of&lt;/span&gt; relationship friendship disappointment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;disappointing my parents etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i hate it is real stupid not to treasure it i hate it y is it like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;y y y yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;y must it happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;y can't i turn back time i turn back time i will treasure every&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;moments every thing just turn back time i wan the happy momens or no i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dun wan i dun wan time to turn back&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i dunnoe i dunnoe i dunnoe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i dunnoe which wan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i hate it i hate it...&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; wan to be dead dead now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;somebody save me help me pls pls pls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;iwan to be dead dead kill me now now...&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; hate life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;life suckssssssssss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;i hate life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;life really sucks 10 times more...i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;will be waiting for somebody to kill me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-5832444492523395471?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/5832444492523395471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=5832444492523395471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/5832444492523395471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/5832444492523395471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-such-fool-real-fool.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-2308757151525063399</id><published>2008-07-05T19:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T19:55:39.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I hate this week n last few weeks it sucks a lot lot lot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;it is about friends problem...being said that i was the person who cause the divorce as in not really husband and wife not like wedding no is friend nvm u dunnoe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;bloody hell they never get facts rite jump to conclusion...bastard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;being called a bitch and many more vuglarites everything all the mean words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;go try la being called like this how would u feel a apology maybe i would feel better but none...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;i dun wan this life so furstrating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;life really sucks alot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i think i dun belong to anywhere even i go where i was a trouble maker...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i hate my life kill me i wan to die i dun wan to live somebody kill me i dun even belong anywhere wat is the use of living...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i only causing trouble...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i think i owe u a apology i am Sorry real sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i will always welcome anyone just anyone to kill me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;anyway thanks to Denise and Priya they help me alot n listen to me n accompany me thank you alot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Denise i'm sorry for everything i have done and thank you so much for everything n help me to tell them a Thank you i think is not enough...&lt;/span&gt;kill me i welcome u.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-2308757151525063399?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/2308757151525063399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=2308757151525063399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/2308757151525063399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ask her also kena scolding wa lao ask ask only got problem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;argh argh argh...anyway nth le at night post la maybe later got interesting thing happen later let u noe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;to be contiued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;still loving him missing him thinking of him hope he will come back to me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-8252152374761075284?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/8252152374761075284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Hey!never post a few days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm dam bored this few days omg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;thosefew days playing nintendo DS quite sian liao but den normally play lawyer pet game this type wan la today go library wif Shu Hui not quite long haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;anyway yar lor still very boring hmm...(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;still thinking of him n missing him n still feeling regret n many more):hope we could be together soon...)Still feeling jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-7065152353766586771?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-3231757403039614604</id><published>2008-06-01T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T00:07:30.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#663300;"&gt;Argh argh argh!!!...it just make me jealous n angry!ar nvm...i tell u u will not understand maybe some of u noe argh just can't stand it anymore...anyway i got nth to say i say is also very erm i dunnoe how to put it i juz hate it seeing them together argh argh argh...anyway how is yr life hope it will be interesting  not like mine :( so stupid sucks watever argh dun care i juz hate it...anyway nth to post any new will keep u update soon gtg...byez...i hate her...(if u noe who good la dunnoe too bad but maybe soon u will noe...haha...byeee...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-3231757403039614604?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/3231757403039614604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=3231757403039614604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/3231757403039614604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/3231757403039614604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/06/argh-argh-argh.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-7837950569444108272</id><published>2008-05-29T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:13:22.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey!i'm posting now...haha...lame...i noe...today something made me very jealous really...the tv drama haha haha lame wat ever i dun care the couple so loving omg...anyway...how i wish i can be wif him now n does not break wif him....i really regret...hmmm...last time it happen on my best friend hmmm now me how sad i really wan to be wif him really no lie i also wish to be like the drama or other very urm urm...argh argh argh...wat  a regret ...argh argh argh...argh nvm...so envious on my friends which they have each other(i mean b n g)anyway dun understand nvm...wat a stupid thing to do...argh argh argh...anyway how about u?haha sure a better life wif a s_ _ _ d anyway treasure it...haha...bye bye...got to go...(hope to be wif him again)haha...i think that is not impossible hope it willl still come true...real got to go...byebye...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-7837950569444108272?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/7837950569444108272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=7837950569444108272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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quite ok day but den 2day it sucks for a while...anyway is the girl(lie)&lt;-(girl name)she 2day come ask me 1 question i ans her nicely she come say me i was like erm nvm i dun say vuglar anyway in the end also bad thing happens haha dun wanna noe the rest wat a day haha...(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-7001631342386379318?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/7001631342386379318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=7001631342386379318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/7001631342386379318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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yesterday is both english n chinese teacher never come wow cool no homework haha actually dun quite like not having homework k anyway lets talk about afternoon today my little brother different by 1 year he went to the SYF the band played very beautiful i love it really guess wat they won GOLD only two school won GOLD our schoolband n dunnoe wat school i was so happy...yar gtg bb later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-803105414957082021?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/803105414957082021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=803105414957082021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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understand i can't go my friend birthday too omg i think my best friend is angry wif me...now i feel like im alone rite now cause she tought i chat with the person she like but it was wrong is the other guy i juz dun understand y she is angry wif me she got it all wrong when i call her she will ans but now she really thought i chat with the person she like omg she think im like the other girl who flirt around omgi dun i dun have omg y like that i hope we can be together again bb...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-3650239593102262938?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/3650239593102262938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=3650239593102262938' 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announce our total score for test in pErcentage for the first term i got 50% plus over 100% i got a C lor omg...actually i got 45% D but teacher spot an error lucky me anyway i got C...than slowly later got some small issues of friendship problem but in the end solve...today maths teacher did not come he was on mc last week reservevist anyway there is this relief teacher call MR BRUNO he actually does not want us to noe but in the end me n my best friend noes his name haha...actually is quite fun there...haha...den i went to cca the teacher told us that every time she experience first time things she will like u noe can get very excited dun noe how to explain but very interesting haha we laugh until stomach pain haha...den after finish alr i went to macdonald n meet my friend n my best friend den we eat den suddenly it started raining very heavily...but i admire my best friend mum n grandmother which they r not so old middle age i think ya my friend go because her mum came to pick her wif car so cool so good...den my best friend grandmother said lets go so we go together because we walk the same direction den my best friend e-link she wants to top up den we go 7-eleven top up den the women ask yr grandchild den my best friend grandmother say me n my best friend i was so happy she said that haha...i very touched haha...den we r done at 7-eleven we walk to the bus stop my best friend can walk in the shelter so she does not need the umbrella den her grandmother followed me wait for cab but actually we wanted to take the bus a haha we also ka na rain wait until so long we dun wan to wait anymore so we wait for bus but it was fast ya...no more ya bye bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-1624528890016680557?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-7065395931567316220</id><published>2008-03-21T19:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T19:16:54.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I went to the person i like the party omg we went to imm first den bugis his father drive us to bugis haha we wnt arcade but the boys went to the computer wan la...den later bring we go to his house celebrate we play block catching den later he and the bitch fight den later ok den around 6.00 pm he scold 1 of my best fiend stupid face den my best friend go beat him den the mug there den accidentally the mug break den his a-ma scold scold den she scold finish the bitch say she wans to go home the birthday cake have not even cut :( den the bitch keep talking bad thing about him behind his back omg :( den we went to mac den they eat den she ask my best friend which way she take bus den dhe say different way wif her den she never mind den later she ask den i say i walk wif my best friend den she never say anything den i say bb she never reply stupid bitch lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-7065395931567316220?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/7065395931567316220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=7065395931567316220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/7065395931567316220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/7065395931567316220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/03/omg.html' title='OMG!!!'/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-3650647411545133556</id><published>2008-03-19T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T17:15:53.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendships Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Friendship problem is very scary because i also have friendship prob with 1 ...who i mention during the other topics i didn't know she will know my blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; i really dun wan her to know...She will always friend dun friend wan den if she dun friend me she will tell almost all the friends i go with but i always have a friend to follow me but my best friend she was being like force to follow the ... but end of the day my best friend will come to me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; the ... lose...Not like i scared of her is that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;...i dun know how to explain anyway always when she dun friend me i sometime will be alone sometime not depend she go with which of any friends anyway if the person i dun wan to let her know please dun take it so seriously...Thank you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-3650647411545133556?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/3650647411545133556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=3650647411545133556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/3650647411545133556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/3650647411545133556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/03/friendships-problem.html' title='Friendships Problem'/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-6941524274220290585</id><published>2008-03-19T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T15:12:54.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is bleeding...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The bleeding heart,Whose wounds will not heal,Whose pain just won’t cease,Whose cuts never seal.The lost soul,In her story she has no part.Forever she’ll search,For her lost, bleeding heart.The bleeding heart,And it’s trail of red blood,Will wonder the earth,Through stone and through mud.The lost soulwill wonder, not seen by the eye,But not far away,More lost souls follow by.The bleeding heart,And it’s thick trail of red,Holds words left unwritten,And things never said.The lost soul,Will never find,Her lost bleeding heart,She has no feelings, she doesn’t mind.The bleeding heart,Has touched many lives,Has seen many faces,And heard many lies.The lost soul,Never opens her eyes,She never did know,There was blue in the skies.The bleeding heart,Is never the same,Can’t stay the same color,Or have the same name.The lost soul,Never has felt a thing,Never touched crisp, fresh leaves,Or heard a bell ring.Together they’ll wander,Through earth, wind, and fire,And do everything,From kill to inspire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-6941524274220290585?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/6941524274220290585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=6941524274220290585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/6941524274220290585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/6941524274220290585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-is-bleeding.html' title='Love is bleeding...'/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-847435018235475324</id><published>2008-03-19T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T15:13:43.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love quite cool...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Do you love me? Or do you not? you told me once, but i forgot. So tell me now, and tell me true, so I can say that I love you. Of all the guys I've ever met, you're the one, I won't forget.And if I die before you do, I go to heaven and wait for you. From the moment I saw you i knew this was trueSo damn beautiful my eyes fixated on you.I wanted to hug you, hold you so tight, I wanted to tell you this feels so right. Now i have a voice, my feelings out loud,A smile on my face so happy and proud. A girl with a dream and a dream come true, A girl who has found the one, the one is you!When I first saw you I was afraid to meet you,When I first met you i was afraid to kiss you, When I first kissed you I was afraid to love you, and now that i love you i am afraid to loose you.Love is like a river, or maybe a deep blue sea. Love flows on forever, always and endlessly. Love is something special, something you can't touch or see.Love is amazing, this thing I feel for you and you for me.I'm not afraid of death, I'm not afraid of dying. I'm not afraid of heartbreak and I'm not afraid of crying. The only thing I fear of ever really comming true, is living this fearless life without you.You're the first thing i think of each morning when i rise. You're the last thing i think of each night when i close my eyes. You're in each thought, i have and every breath i take. My feelings are growing stronger with every move i make.I want to prove i love you, but thats the hardest part.If i tell you a secret, could it lead to a new start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-847435018235475324?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/847435018235475324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=847435018235475324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/847435018235475324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/847435018235475324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-quite-cool.html' title='Love quite cool...'/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-8110355965156517990</id><published>2008-03-16T12:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T15:14:06.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever experince relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I had if u ask me...Den 2007 we broke up lor...So u must noe him well den u will get to understands him so if he also understands u dan both of u understands each other den very good dun need to break up so fast ma...It is very important to understand each other... If u dun like he/she must tell like that later he really deeply n love wif u...HAHA...Den good luck...I wish u all good luk chasing after them....ESpecially my 2 friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-8110355965156517990?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/8110355965156517990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=8110355965156517990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/8110355965156517990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/8110355965156517990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/03/ever-experince-relationship-problems.html' title='Ever experince relationship'/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-7135748529727931471</id><published>2008-03-16T12:28:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T17:14:41.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunnoe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Now dunnoe wat happening.......That day fight with a ... n the ... boyfriend come scold me...OMG...They noe i like the guy so i dun wan things spread so i told them i actually like him but i dun like noe but they are not true but now slowly is going to be true...The bitch boyfriend say left her alone some more help the girlfriend vow omg i also never said she like the guy omg i hate it men he anyhow scold me omg...He say left her alone means dun care her is it?OMG i really feel like dying now i dun feel like living...Life so confussing especially relationship i hope those friendship can continue happily but i think i can only make half of it works...Hope when the person see won't mind me saying her bitch so sorry...I didn't mean it sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-7135748529727931471?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/7135748529727931471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=7135748529727931471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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chance to be together again...But in my problems with him now is nth happening n i now feel like giving up slowly slowly slowly feel like giving up but the another part dun feel like giving up...I told 1 of my friend which also has almost the same problem as me she said that dun give up so i think again my feeling still feel the same...but anyway i will see how it goes if it goes well maybe we have a higher chance to patch uup again...or not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-4199492791126729120?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/4199492791126729120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=4199492791126729120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/4199492791126729120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/4199492791126729120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/03/give-up-or-not.html' title='Give up or not...'/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-5117645153160130384</id><published>2008-03-09T14:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T21:48:42.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;loving someone hurts alot unless u find a new one he cannot be forgotten cause of his kindness .it is like u go out with him evertime then he bring u go out then he bring u to some where fun then u cannot forget the fun times with u and him together then u will feel like cutting ur hands lor . but u will have no feelings cause he dun like u and u dun like him but both of u will still have a bit feelings about him.i cannot believe tat he will cum and ask mi about another gal number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-5117645153160130384?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/5117645153160130384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=5117645153160130384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/5117645153160130384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/5117645153160130384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/03/do-you-know.html' title='do you know'/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-8578412528161893569</id><published>2008-03-09T14:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T21:47:33.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I like a guy...We stead for quite long but in december 2007 we broke up...When in 2008 January i was hoping to patch up wif him but nth happen since now March 2008...My friend too love some one she was being rejected to but she doesn't want to give up...But i not in the same problem wif her yar...the causes are 1 of the bitch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-8578412528161893569?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/8578412528161893569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=8578412528161893569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/8578412528161893569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/8578412528161893569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/2008/03/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>Sherleena</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849758154560174235.post-7481005139202905549</id><published>2008-03-08T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T21:47:57.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>somebitchers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ai yo some ppl always snatch ppl bf leh so pain leh my heart take take take take alll fly always leh omg!!!!!!! shit la bitchers i hate them they just suck !!! their face hor look like can le ai yo all they know is snatch ppl bf lor ai yo bt i dont know the guys like her leh idk le better dun le.then hor some use $$$$$$ to buy them omg wat their problem leh siaoz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3849758154560174235-7481005139202905549?l=inoperante1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inoperante1.blogspot.com/feeds/7481005139202905549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3849758154560174235&amp;postID=7481005139202905549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/7481005139202905549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849758154560174235/posts/default/7481005139202905549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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