<?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-4590792259088503945</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:44:25.301-07:00</updated><category term='luahan hati.'/><category term='membebel yada yada yada..'/><category term='heartbroken.'/><title type='text'>it's life damn it!</title><subtitle type='html'>it&amp;#39;s bout life n i had enuf of it!
all i do is wait eagerly fer time to pass by.
i just can&amp;#39;t take it anymore &amp;amp; that is y it titles &amp;quot;it&amp;#39;s life damn it!&amp;quot;.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itslifedamnit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590792259088503945/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itslifedamnit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lifeisabitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023410369675229026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcRjsK6ulCQ/SXHiRFhTQoI/AAAAAAAAAA4/E9npG6WBiGI/S220/DSC01599-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590792259088503945.post-2128683658935066938</id><published>2009-01-18T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T08:12:13.217-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartbroken.'/><title type='text'>is it love? or just me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i just cant believe my eye of what i just saw.&lt;br /&gt;it is too much fer me.&lt;br /&gt;never too little but TOO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE played me AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE call HER SAYANG. SHE call HIM YUNK. SHE misses HIM so badly till want to KISS HIM. HE gave his hp numb. i tot it was fine n just a friend. but i took that wrongly. he is having an affair with that girl. my heart broke into pieces. damagely broken. HER sister is studyng THERE where HE stayed. HE want to meet HER. SHE said wait till she go there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE gave his NUMBER to random ppl in MYSPACE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE said "I LOVE U TOO" to a GIRL who wrote love notes to HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE ask a GIRL out. to meet each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is all this crap? why are u keep on hurting me? just throw me away if u dont want me. i dont mind n i do understand. but please. hurt my feelings no more. please. i am begging u.please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590792259088503945-2128683658935066938?l=itslifedamnit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itslifedamnit.blogspot.com/feeds/2128683658935066938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590792259088503945&amp;postID=2128683658935066938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590792259088503945/posts/default/2128683658935066938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590792259088503945/posts/default/2128683658935066938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itslifedamnit.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-it-love-or-just-me.html' title='is it love? or just me?'/><author><name>lifeisabitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023410369675229026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcRjsK6ulCQ/SXHiRFhTQoI/AAAAAAAAAA4/E9npG6WBiGI/S220/DSC01599-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590792259088503945.post-6119804396363703581</id><published>2009-01-17T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T05:44:31.101-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luahan hati.'/><title type='text'>wake me when it's over.</title><content type='html'>saturday 17 january2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual one boring day.&lt;br /&gt;morning, wakey n hit the shower.&lt;br /&gt;then mama balik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot new story.&lt;br /&gt;it is getting worse n worser!&lt;br /&gt;papa yday xblik uma pn..&lt;br /&gt;he went out wit a guy name ATAN!&lt;br /&gt;ATAN is one dumbshit guy!&lt;br /&gt;why? easy because he is one back stabber n thinks he has all the power!&lt;br /&gt;bullshit!! go n fuckin die asshole.&lt;br /&gt;bak to the story..&lt;br /&gt;mama call that stupid guy n asked alot of Q's.&lt;br /&gt;then they were arguing bout papa.&lt;br /&gt;mama is really2 mad.&lt;br /&gt;she is very upset of what had happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa had done alot of things behind mama's back.&lt;br /&gt;mama knows but she did not confront it because she dont want our family fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;but now she is really upset n fed up.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;because of papa.&lt;br /&gt;papa treat her badly. veryvery bad.&lt;br /&gt;n i am angry. so angry.&lt;br /&gt;but what can i do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesian sgt2 kt mama..&lt;br /&gt;mama ngadu ngn ank sdare dea..&lt;br /&gt;kate dea da fedup sgt2..&lt;br /&gt;slame ney dea tggu papa ntok brubah.&lt;br /&gt;tpi papa x endah kn pn..&lt;br /&gt;smpai hati papa..&lt;br /&gt;mama bnyk kali cube perbetulkn keadaan tpi papa xnk bkerja sama..&lt;br /&gt;papa buat mama cm tunggul..&lt;br /&gt;tggu papa blik tiap2 mlm..&lt;br /&gt;tpi papa xblik pn..&lt;br /&gt;ape yg papa nk lgi?&lt;br /&gt;jgn buat mama cmni.&lt;br /&gt;kesian mama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama tggu papa evry nite.&lt;br /&gt;she's always fer u papa.&lt;br /&gt;but what else do u want?&lt;br /&gt;she's a good wife loyal wife.&lt;br /&gt;she did not do anythng bad behind u papa..&lt;br /&gt;but u did! n mama xpnh marah pn or mengamuk..&lt;br /&gt;just because of mama tao pe papa buat papa smp xnk blik uma..&lt;br /&gt;grow up papa..da slh just sorry not much pn n ngaku that u did it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ALL KNOW WHAT U DID PAPA.&lt;br /&gt;just sedar la diri tu k..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590792259088503945-6119804396363703581?l=itslifedamnit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itslifedamnit.blogspot.com/feeds/6119804396363703581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590792259088503945&amp;postID=6119804396363703581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590792259088503945/posts/default/6119804396363703581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590792259088503945/posts/default/6119804396363703581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itslifedamnit.blogspot.com/2009/01/wake-me-when-its-over.html' title='wake me when it&apos;s over.'/><author><name>lifeisabitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023410369675229026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcRjsK6ulCQ/SXHiRFhTQoI/AAAAAAAAAA4/E9npG6WBiGI/S220/DSC01599-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590792259088503945.post-2624544120970578128</id><published>2008-11-08T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T03:08:02.473-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='membebel yada yada yada..'/><title type='text'>stressed!</title><content type='html'>SPM MODE ACTIVATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11nov2008(tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;the biggest day that i've been waiting all year.SPM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all,&lt;br /&gt;my preparation fer spm i'd done it!&lt;br /&gt;but i kinda forget bout it:)&lt;br /&gt;now as i comes near d dateline..&lt;br /&gt;i did not open any book!&lt;br /&gt;wow! how amazing rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have d mood to do any last minute revision.&lt;br /&gt;this is because:&lt;br /&gt;1. probs probs probs&lt;br /&gt;2. myhouse under renovation-bising,books are still in boxes.&lt;br /&gt;3. etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;i have to do well fer spm.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hve bright future.&lt;br /&gt;so, it stops here..&lt;br /&gt;-done writing-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590792259088503945-2624544120970578128?l=itslifedamnit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itslifedamnit.blogspot.com/feeds/2624544120970578128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4590792259088503945&amp;postID=2624544120970578128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590792259088503945/posts/default/2624544120970578128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590792259088503945/posts/default/2624544120970578128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itslifedamnit.blogspot.com/2008/11/stressed.html' title='stressed!'/><author><name>lifeisabitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023410369675229026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcRjsK6ulCQ/SXHiRFhTQoI/AAAAAAAAAA4/E9npG6WBiGI/S220/DSC01599-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
