<?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-3579361138518489266</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:43:06.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-aMiRuL-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-8108523755012213619</id><published>2010-09-16T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T02:48:43.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I. Am. Short.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/TJHnTIYzBkI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZWuLeHBLywo/s1600/Smiling-Face-Bouncing-Ball-JC-003-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517445334360589890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/TJHnTIYzBkI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZWuLeHBLywo/s320/Smiling-Face-Bouncing-Ball-JC-003-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;EHY THIS BLOG IS SO DEAD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And no, i'm not amirul. HAHAHA:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm helping this shorty update his blog, so yeaps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shorty, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you should concentrate on your studies now and not let yourself be distracted by unnecessary stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you should smileeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i really really really don't know what to say and i'm supposed to post a long one!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HelloooOOoo i'm being bullied here! HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shorty, you should really UPDATE your blog, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;die already! decomposing. HEEHEHHE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amirul is short, i am taller (and this is not a fact.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You should grow shorter so i can grow taller, :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kay i really run out of ideas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byebye! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-8108523755012213619?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/8108523755012213619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/8108523755012213619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/8108523755012213619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-short.html' title='I. Am. Short.'/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/TJHnTIYzBkI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZWuLeHBLywo/s72-c/Smiling-Face-Bouncing-Ball-JC-003-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-2600839740338494983</id><published>2010-04-07T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T03:21:51.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my conversation with Dzulkarnain Bro(:&lt;br /&gt;So, yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;♦амíяúł♦ says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hey bro. What you doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ω -She said 'show me the world inside your head'- says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey. Nothing Much. What bout?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ω -She said 'show me the world inside your head'- said:&lt;br /&gt;you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♦амíяúł♦ said:&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ω -She said 'show me the world inside your head'- said:&lt;br /&gt;you okay?&lt;br /&gt;just broke up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♦амíяúł♦ said:&lt;br /&gt;just viewing people's fb profile&lt;br /&gt;a lil&lt;br /&gt;erm&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;on monday):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ω -She said 'show me the world inside your head'- says:&lt;br /&gt;Aww&lt;br /&gt;you okay man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♦амíяúł♦ says:&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;i guess&lt;br /&gt;my friends asked me to be strong&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm being girlish here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ω -She said 'show me the world inside your head'- says:&lt;br /&gt;just about what i am gonna to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♦амíяúł♦ says:&lt;br /&gt;but hey, guys still have feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ω -She said 'show me the world inside your head'- says:&lt;br /&gt;Of course&lt;br /&gt;people think guys are heartless&lt;br /&gt;the fact is&lt;br /&gt;we also have feelings thoughts and etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♦амíяúł♦ says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;well, its us who's always to be blamed&lt;br /&gt;so yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ω -She said 'show me the world inside your head'- says:&lt;br /&gt;I know, it sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♦амíяúł♦ says:&lt;br /&gt;let them think it that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ω -She said 'show me the world inside your head'- says:&lt;br /&gt;Girls are always at fault, while guys gets the blame&lt;br /&gt;most of the time ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♦амíяúł♦ says:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Its fine&lt;br /&gt;we can't blame the girls for everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ω -She said 'show me the world inside your head'- says:&lt;br /&gt;yea, i aint saying that&lt;br /&gt;but its just sometimes its like that&lt;br /&gt;and its fucked up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♦амíяúł♦ says:&lt;br /&gt;I know, i know&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna post our conversation on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ω -She said 'show me the world inside your head'- says:&lt;br /&gt;Okay&lt;br /&gt;no prob bro&lt;br /&gt;just cheer up&lt;br /&gt;i dont you to say to be strong&lt;br /&gt;cause you alrd are bro&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♦амíяúł♦ says:&lt;br /&gt;Tnx(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ω -She said 'show me the world inside your head'- says:&lt;br /&gt;Np :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tnx bro, alot. And mr Daniel, i ain't posting our conversation but still, tnx for the great advices you gave. I appreciate it alot. And friends, tnx for being there for me when i'm in a situation like this. Tnx for being a great help. Yea, tnx(: .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-2600839740338494983?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/2600839740338494983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-my-conversation-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/2600839740338494983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/2600839740338494983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-my-conversation-with.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-3796894168519042022</id><published>2010-04-06T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T08:09:08.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/S7tNmpeJeoI/AAAAAAAAABI/LAfS7jIrrjs/s1600/courtship%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457040699852159618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/S7tNmpeJeoI/AAAAAAAAABI/LAfS7jIrrjs/s320/courtship%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It takes only a minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to get a crush on someone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an hour to like someone and a day to love someone - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but takes a lifetime to forget someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love starts with a smile grows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with a kiss and ends with a tear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I Look At You My Heart Skips A Beat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Later That Beat Could Mean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Lifetime Of Tears Wasted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Something I Knew I Could Never Have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You Don't Know What You Do To Me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You Don't Have A Clue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You Don't Know What It's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like To Be Me Looking At You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never be sad for what is over,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just be glad that it was once yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like Romeo and Juliet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought we'd do anything for each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Romeo didn't break Juliet's heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The part that hurts me the most,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is knowing that I once had you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then lost you.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to forget someone you love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is like trying to remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone you never knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will never know true happiness, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until you have truly loved, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you will never understand, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what pain really is, until you have lost it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You walk by me everyday and say hello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday you take time out to listen to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You talk to me, smile at me, laugh with me, and have fun with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I talk, smile and laugh too, but inside I'm hurting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deep down it hurts to be with you because I love you and you are only a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While being in love there are two requirements:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heart breaking and healing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Healing takes time.&lt;br /&gt;I still run, I still swing open the door,I still think, you'll be there like before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't everybody out there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;know to never come around?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some things a heart won't listen to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still holding out for you.&lt;br /&gt;You touched my heart with a thousand pleasures and broke it into million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To live life without you is to live life without love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the hardest things you'll ever have to do is stop loving someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because they've stopped loving you.&lt;br /&gt;Life is prison when you're in love alone.&lt;br /&gt;The greatest distance on earth is not north and south,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is when I am right in front of you and you do not know that I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At the end of the day, whatever you call me or whatever you feel towards me, i still love you,                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-3796894168519042022?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/3796894168519042022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-takes-only-minute-to-get-crush-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/3796894168519042022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/3796894168519042022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-takes-only-minute-to-get-crush-on.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/S7tNmpeJeoI/AAAAAAAAABI/LAfS7jIrrjs/s72-c/courtship%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-6089455579992084791</id><published>2010-04-05T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:09:00.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I loved you more than I have ever known&lt;br /&gt;Those starry eyes&lt;br /&gt;Those tender lips&lt;br /&gt;You made my heart melt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then boil into a roaring fire&lt;br /&gt;I now know&lt;br /&gt;What my eyes could not see&lt;br /&gt;You are the only one that is for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many nights those tears flew&lt;br /&gt;Being myself without anyone&lt;br /&gt;Anyone to care about the thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the sky and knowing&lt;br /&gt;Many mistakes I had&lt;br /&gt;Many mistakes I have had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just love you so much,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyimas Fithriyaani&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-6089455579992084791?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/6089455579992084791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-loved-you-more-than-i-have-ever-known.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/6089455579992084791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/6089455579992084791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-loved-you-more-than-i-have-ever-known.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-12079656747906038</id><published>2010-02-20T05:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T05:58:40.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its over. moving on already. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-12079656747906038?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/12079656747906038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/12079656747906038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/12079656747906038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-4034694413084683973</id><published>2010-02-12T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T04:42:19.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;urm...i duno wer to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So,here goes.gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;b4 tat,i reali wana apologised b4 i say anythg wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;erm..i feel reali bad treating u diz way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i shudnt hve. i am reali sory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i am wrong. And i dun mind u maki-ing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but pls,do reply.i dun feel gud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i cant bear to watch u like diz any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;d way u threw ur words at me in frustration d other day,it reali broke my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i cud hv break down on d spot,but i didnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n it hurts me soo much to see u being frustrated,bby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i duno hw u might b feelin ryt nw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u muz hv hate me alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you might b thinking i muz b enjoying myself nw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bt no,im nt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;there's juz  too many problems fer me to face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and how i wish i cud confide it to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i juz cant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i reali wanted to tell u evrythg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;let all of diz bullshit out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i juz cant.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you noe wad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dun mind u swearing at me and calls me names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;go ahead.im at fault.i shudnt hve done diz to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wif my whole heart,i apologised.i missed the times we spent 2gether,d crazy bus ride home.d way i teased u n u have to giv in.i missed it.i reali do. please,juz 4giv me.let tat heavy burden in my heart be gone.&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;im  staring  at  the  glass  in  front  of  me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is  it  half  empty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;have  i  ruined  all  you've  given  me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i  know  i've  been  selfish.i  know  i've  been  foolish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;but  look  through  that  and  you  will  see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;,that  i'll  do  better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i  know, baby  i  can  do  better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;if  you  leave  me  tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i'll  wake  up  alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;don't  tell  me  i  will  make  it  on  my  own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;don't  leave  me  tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;this  heart  of  stone  will  sink  till  it  dies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;if   you  leave  me  tonight.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;[Stay  close, don't  go  :secondhand  serenade]    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tc bby.imy loads.do reply.i'll wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amirul Asyraf&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-4034694413084683973?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/4034694413084683973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2010/02/urm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/4034694413084683973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/4034694413084683973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2010/02/urm.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-4893421641028198964</id><published>2010-01-16T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:32:54.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday//17 January 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When years are passing by like days,&lt;br /&gt;and in my hand your hand is placed,&lt;br /&gt;a knowing smile crosses your face,&lt;br /&gt;a simple touch can still make my heart race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I can see my soul in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and you see your soul in mine we realize,&lt;br /&gt;that a love so deep can harbor no lies,&lt;br /&gt;where our only tears shed were happy tears we've cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you as much now as I ever did before,&lt;br /&gt;if possible,&lt;br /&gt;I may even love you more,&lt;br /&gt;all starting from a feeling we did not ignore,&lt;br /&gt;a feeling of connection we chose to explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is that you saw in me,&lt;br /&gt;what I saw in you was the utmost happiness that can ever be,&lt;br /&gt;even more so on the day when you and I became "We",&lt;br /&gt;I can still smile and say with love and truth Honey,&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 1 month anni, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you're the light to my darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-4893421641028198964?l=wonderboyisme.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-3579361138518489266.post-2993589938632063034</id><published>2009-12-04T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T05:23:30.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All day I am thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;Thinking if you are thinking of me too&lt;br /&gt;All day I am dreaming about you&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming that we are together and never apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day I am trying to drive your thoughts away from me&lt;br /&gt;But you are always there constantly&lt;br /&gt;You never leave my mind&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts keep haunting by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you are far from me&lt;br /&gt;My heart sees you here constantly&lt;br /&gt;Your love keep burning deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Here in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your face that is painted on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Makes me sleepless, though I am trying to sleep&lt;br /&gt;The love that I am feeling for you&lt;br /&gt;Makes me smile constantly even you are not with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I still need you. But, sadly, you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-2993589938632063034?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/2993589938632063034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-day-i-am-thinking-about-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/2993589938632063034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/2993589938632063034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-day-i-am-thinking-about-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-8546667956730273847</id><published>2009-11-24T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:25:21.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its Wednesday, 25 november 2009. time is 11.24AM. hah. last sunday's bbq at changi was okay uhks. haha. we went to the bbq and only ate hotdogs. haha. and drank a bottle of coke. and then, went to the 'foodcourt' there and see fatheen and zafirah eat mutton chop. me, fad, nigel and my sis ate roti john. and i only ate two pieces of it. hah. but then, fad told that afiq azlan and his bro coming with food. Oh great. haha. then we went bck to the changi bbq pit. then we waited for azlan's son and his big bro. 10 mins passed, they still havent reach. 20 mins, still no sign of them. 30 mins, not a single clue. 40 mins, i'm still waiting. 50 mins, ahh. saw them walking(searching for us). haha. then nigel ran to them and guide them to where we are. lol. haha. they brought chicken rice. their mother cook. very nice la siaa. free somemore. haha. i ate 1 and a half packet of the chicken rice. haha. lol. then, afiq and bro played their guitar. fuuh. free music. haha. then went home around 11. so, yea. haha. donedone. i'm going to airport later. go fetch gigi(zaki) from sabah. haha. idiot. lol. BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my name is amirul. what's yours?(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-8546667956730273847?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/8546667956730273847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-sundays-bbq-at-changi-was-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/8546667956730273847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/8546667956730273847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-sundays-bbq-at-changi-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-5200001447864538622</id><published>2009-10-21T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T05:52:27.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A lifetime is but only a day&lt;br /&gt;For some, love and an endless summer&lt;br /&gt;A melody&lt;br /&gt;While for others, a bitter cold and lonely winter&lt;br /&gt;A tragedy&lt;br /&gt;She is the sun and song that warms my heart&lt;br /&gt;And lifts my spirit&lt;br /&gt;She is the most beautiful dawn&lt;br /&gt;The most precious delicate flower&lt;br /&gt;She is all that I see, all that I am, and&lt;br /&gt;All that I will ever be&lt;br /&gt;My everything&lt;br /&gt;The season has now changed, my summer departed&lt;br /&gt;She gave all that she would&lt;br /&gt;A love gone bad&lt;br /&gt;There is no sun, no moon&lt;br /&gt;No song, no feeling…….nothing&lt;br /&gt;I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be the sun for someone else&lt;br /&gt;I just wish it could be mine&lt;br /&gt;I still hold your fire of our love, tightly&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Though cold, it is here for you to rekindle&lt;br /&gt;For you [_______], my day is yours&lt;br /&gt;From now until the end of all time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-5200001447864538622?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/5200001447864538622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/10/lifetime-is-but-only-day-for-some-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/5200001447864538622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/5200001447864538622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/10/lifetime-is-but-only-day-for-some-love.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-3267857107424859769</id><published>2009-10-19T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T06:10:39.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to go far far away from you. get out of my life, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Giving up doesn't mean you are weak. Sometimes it means you are strong enough to let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-3267857107424859769?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/3267857107424859769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-want-to-go-far-far-away-from-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/3267857107424859769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/3267857107424859769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-want-to-go-far-far-away-from-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-2646590091414466431</id><published>2009-10-17T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T06:05:56.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wondering to myself&lt;br /&gt;what you have than anyone else&lt;br /&gt;that make me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;with feeling that I just can't say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should stop this obsession&lt;br /&gt;everyone can tell by my expression&lt;br /&gt;that I'm trap in this illusion&lt;br /&gt;and they all know, it'll have no conclusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never meet your expectation&lt;br /&gt;or win this competition&lt;br /&gt;cause I know I am going to lose&lt;br /&gt;and I'll never be the one you'll choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should stop right now&lt;br /&gt;but somebody please tell me how?&lt;br /&gt;so I can give up without getting hurt&lt;br /&gt;or feeling so low like dirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you were just too good for me&lt;br /&gt;or maybe we're never meant to be&lt;br /&gt;but it was silly of me to ever believe&lt;br /&gt;in something that I'll never achieve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hope.faith.love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-2646590091414466431?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/2646590091414466431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/10/wondering-to-myself-what-you-have-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/2646590091414466431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/2646590091414466431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/10/wondering-to-myself-what-you-have-than.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-7254807071175460946</id><published>2009-10-16T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T06:29:24.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you know the feeling?&lt;br /&gt;Like a piece of you is kind of missing,&lt;br /&gt;And though you try hard to forget and move on,&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of memories just keep on overflowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the touch of infinite emptiness,&lt;br /&gt;Without you, i can't breathe easy,&lt;br /&gt;Without you, I'm helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you,&lt;br /&gt;But, there is nothing i can do,&lt;br /&gt;You're finally gone,forever lost.&lt;br /&gt;It crushes my heart every time i remember you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing in this world,&lt;br /&gt;That could ever bring you back in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what would i give,&lt;br /&gt;Just to capture a glimpse,&lt;br /&gt;Of one more moment with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone you love has left you, there is a feeling of a missing part of yourself. Like one who has had a limb removed, you constantly reach for the phantom lover. You may wish for this uncomfortable feeling to leave you so that you can function properly. However, the truth is that the place in your heart that feels a sense of lacking represents the hole where your relationship goes. It is natural to feel that you miss the person that belongs in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you, you love him. how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-7254807071175460946?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/7254807071175460946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-you-know-feeling-like-piece-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/7254807071175460946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/7254807071175460946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-you-know-feeling-like-piece-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-3324857182331462588</id><published>2009-10-07T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T07:06:20.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reply to your message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of our freaking problem. Thats why i was thinking about you. Damn it. One more thing, i got to know you just loved me as a friend. And now, its useless already. I'm sorry i accused you of having a relationship with &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. And i know you won't forgive. I understand. Now, you have other guys who are 'challenging' each other just to get you. And i won't be commiting myself to this because i'm not desperate. And i know you will think that i'm just the same as the other guys. Just be it. I can't change you assumptions. Baby, i still do love you as a lover. And now, i won't msg you 24/7 like i always did. Because you said yourself you need your own space. And so, good luck in finding your next TRUE love. But i just want you to know that i will always do love you and still wait for you. I'm not trying to be a sweet talker but i will be 100% here for you anytime. If you really need me(which i think you won't) , i am just a message away. Take care. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That moment, idk why, i felt like i was heartless and didn't think about your feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-3324857182331462588?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/3324857182331462588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/10/reply-to-your-message-because-of-our.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/3324857182331462588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/3324857182331462588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/10/reply-to-your-message-because-of-our.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-2092539373007188981</id><published>2009-10-06T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T07:31:17.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SstUTUHrzVI/AAAAAAAAABA/FK0D3zdQDpk/s1600-h/DSC05022%5B2%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389494069874117970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SstUTUHrzVI/AAAAAAAAABA/FK0D3zdQDpk/s320/DSC05022%5B2%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These bunch of guys are great. Lol. Just want to post this picture. Want to show off laa. hahs. okay. and, to love, i get you already. ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-2092539373007188981?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/2092539373007188981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/10/these-bunch-of-guys-are-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/2092539373007188981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/2092539373007188981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/10/these-bunch-of-guys-are-great.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SstUTUHrzVI/AAAAAAAAABA/FK0D3zdQDpk/s72-c/DSC05022%5B2%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-5537801310571807451</id><published>2009-10-06T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T05:36:20.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To dearest love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   These few days, I feel like I've been left out by you. I know you're upset over the fact that HE decided that you and him to go separate ways and move on. And looking from far, I know you can't. You love him too much. But what about me? I heard that you've been texting alot of guys. Then, there is another guy you like. And i'm not sure if you like any other more. Gosh. What about me? I don't care about the gossips I heard from other people which they have been saying that you are a flirt and a b***h. Once, you told me that I don't have to wait for you. But I still wanted to. I know, I'm one stubborn guy. I know you're a great girl and not what those other people have been saying about you. Easy, i care, need and love you. Do you?   This is just halfway of what i feel. I'll continue tomorrow. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're different now. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-5537801310571807451?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/5537801310571807451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-dearest-love-these-few-days-i-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/5537801310571807451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/5537801310571807451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-dearest-love-these-few-days-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-2147256354521373091</id><published>2009-10-04T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T06:54:05.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never thought&lt;br /&gt;That love would come this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting you.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought&lt;br /&gt;Your sight, your nearness&lt;br /&gt;would send me into blissful heavens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I saw you.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Until I met you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought&lt;br /&gt;Those clear beautiful  eyes would empower me.&lt;br /&gt;Until I'm possessed by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought&lt;br /&gt;Loving you will be this easy and free&lt;br /&gt;Until I laughed with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought&lt;br /&gt;Love is shared between&lt;br /&gt;two hearts, two souls &amp;amp; two minds&lt;br /&gt;Until I dream with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;now, you are my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-2147256354521373091?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/2147256354521373091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-never-thought-that-love-would-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/2147256354521373091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/2147256354521373091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-never-thought-that-love-would-come.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-8368857788192900329</id><published>2009-09-28T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T07:53:48.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SsC_tIwCCTI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ERAyBKKSoYo/s1600-h/spaceball%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 1px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386515936499075378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SsC_tIwCCTI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ERAyBKKSoYo/s320/spaceball%5B1%5D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SsC_iIq2b-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/kdeu0pyYtTo/s1600-h/spaceball%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 1px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386515747498782690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SsC_iIq2b-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/kdeu0pyYtTo/s320/spaceball%5B1%5D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You changed my world with a blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;That is something that I can not deny&lt;br /&gt;You put my soul from worst to best&lt;br /&gt;That is why I treasure you my dearest _______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just don't know what you have done for me&lt;br /&gt;You even pushed me to the best that I can be&lt;br /&gt;You really are an angel sent from above&lt;br /&gt;To take care of me and shower with love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm with you I will not cry even a single a tear&lt;br /&gt;And your touch have chased away all of my fear&lt;br /&gt;You have given me a life that I could live worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;It is even better everytime you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so magical those things you've made&lt;br /&gt;To bring back my faith that almost fade&lt;br /&gt;Now my life is a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;It all began when I was loved by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have found what I am looking for&lt;br /&gt;It's you and your love and nothing more&lt;br /&gt;Co'z you have given me this feeling of contentment&lt;br /&gt;In my life something I've never felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could talk 'til the end of day&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm running out of things to say&lt;br /&gt;So I'll end by the line you already know&lt;br /&gt;"I LOVE YOU" more than what I could show &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-8368857788192900329?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/8368857788192900329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-changed-my-world-with-blink-of-eye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/8368857788192900329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/8368857788192900329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-changed-my-world-with-blink-of-eye.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SsC_tIwCCTI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ERAyBKKSoYo/s72-c/spaceball%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-4904609811585697116</id><published>2009-08-26T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:02:43.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello guys. lol. sorry long time never blog. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;240809.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm officially attached. on this date. with this wonderful girl named Nurzalifa. lol. i know. many would be suprised. but, yea. haha.  went to school early. met dearest. then, school was normal. haha. after school, got mother tongue test. haha. so easy. lol. after that, waited for dearest to finish her oral exam. then, send her. then, i bus-ed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;250809&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing special. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;260809&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was okay. reached school late. so, didn't get a chance to meet her in the morning. ):  . but after school, got aces day training. after that, loiter with dearest and her bestie in school. haha. ok. done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually lazy to post laa. so tired. haha. sorry ah. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you, aku cinta kau, wo ai ni. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/7146610217499323466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/7146610217499323466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dont-need-love.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-6153746387438327408</id><published>2009-08-14T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T09:18:47.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i signed in into my blogger today with&lt;br /&gt;an intention of blogging my hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i never found enough courage&lt;br /&gt;to come here and just spit everything out.&lt;br /&gt;the only reason why i need to let it all out&lt;br /&gt;is cause i've been keepin' to myself a lot&lt;br /&gt;lately and i think i've come to that point&lt;br /&gt;where i just needa break down and cry.&lt;br /&gt;am i even suppose to feel this insecure?&lt;br /&gt;yes, i've got my friends by my side always.&lt;br /&gt;i know that and i really thank them for that&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to this, i think there's really&lt;br /&gt;nothin' they can do to help myself get up now.&lt;br /&gt;the problem lies with me and my stupid self.&lt;br /&gt;but i find that there's one person i need the&lt;br /&gt;most right now, you guessed it, didnt you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the admirable you&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-2263407609613296786</id><published>2009-08-11T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T08:04:52.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SoGHKU0kP5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/J_alVVKB8rA/s1600-h/1_271523531l%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368720842259971986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SoGHKU0kP5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/J_alVVKB8rA/s320/1_271523531l%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up at 6. went out to school at 6.30 . took 291 to interchange. and 67 to school. suddenly, i saw her. with *him. i ignored. not wanting to hurt myself. reached school at 7.30 . assembled at parade square. wasnt in a good mood. didnt know why. school was like normal. after school, went macdonald. until 3.30. then went home. at home. did a little revision. and slept. at 6pm i woke up. watched tv. and at 7.30 pm went out to go for silat training. silat training was okay. and i am ready for this 15-16 august competition. i know i'm going to win. i will. then went home. watched anugerah. and now, i'm blogging. today's post is boring, i know. i don't know why. i keep thinking about her. why should i? she has *him. gosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm tired. i'm sick of thinking. i need to rest.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-2263407609613296786?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/2263407609613296786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/2263407609613296786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/2263407609613296786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello_11.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SoGHKU0kP5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/J_alVVKB8rA/s72-c/1_271523531l%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-527807690360828806</id><published>2009-08-09T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T09:45:16.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 44th National Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, Singapore is quite old already. hah. congrats. lol. wathing singapore idol now. a lot of potential future singers. like me. -.- duh. haha. jk. ahah. yesterday and today stayed at home the whole day. okay. no. yesterday at night only go out. lol. tomorrow going roy's bbq at east coast. lol. his bdae is today then he decided to celebrate tomorrow. lol. erm. okay. done. lazy to post summore. haha. bye. btw guys, my ppd low ah. so, don't msg. if want msg, okay. but i cant reply. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;but she doesn't love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i hate to be in this position&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;why can't we ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;she loves someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i feel all of the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i knew if i told her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;we would never be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i get mixed signals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i get so confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i knew if i asked her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;she would definitely refuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i wonder if i hadn't told her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;none of this would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;all i want from her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is to open her eyes and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;she will never leave him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;she loves him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i'm burning inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i always suffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i hope she knows how i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;my love for her is so damn real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is the opposite of two? A lonely me, a lonely you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-527807690360828806?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/527807690360828806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-44th-national-day-so-singapore-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/527807690360828806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/527807690360828806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-44th-national-day-so-singapore-is.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-9063811377968304968</id><published>2009-08-05T06:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:13:22.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, its the last day of elective module. its really fun. i learned alot at the elective module. tnx to mr lau, mr lim and ms chan. they thought me alot of stuff which might i might consider as my coming career. lol. but overall, today is really suckish. i had no mood most of the time. everyone , okay not everyone. most of the people keep blaming me for everything. they suck man. they blame people without knowing what really happened. oh. you suck. hmm. a maths test was okay. luckily, i studied in the morning. so i think i should pass. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ___________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's sick now. and she has to come to school just for that project, her friends are depending on. idiots. she's sick and you guys have to depend on her to do that nppa. Luckily she's thinking about you guys or else you should might as well get zero for your marks. ah. forget it. i hate to be angry ^^ . hmm. __________, get well soon. get lots of rest and eat your medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guys, thats all. tomorrow, after school i have inter-house soccer(3.30 - 5.30), school ndp training(4 - 6) and dialogue session(3.30 - 5.00). which one should i go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love comes to those who still hope even though they've been dissapointed to those who still believe even though they've betrayed, to those who still eventhough they've been hurt before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-9063811377968304968?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/9063811377968304968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/9063811377968304968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/9063811377968304968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello_05.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-7991712792294424839</id><published>2009-08-04T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:32:51.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. currently in comp lab. mt lesson. bored ah. ahah. mm. just now almost fight with pehpekk. but she girl. give chance. lol. a lil no mood now. so. hmm. BYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i always see her with him. and that's bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-7991712792294424839?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/7991712792294424839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/7991712792294424839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/7991712792294424839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-2758805046153125936</id><published>2009-07-31T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T07:22:01.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I had to stay at home for days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thats what he siad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was told i was 50% suspected with h1n1.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he, is a docter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so, what more should i say?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to go to school.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i'm sick.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my friends miss me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what more should i say?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There are times when I can't decide whether to see you or not, I want to see you because I miss you but there are times when I don't want to see you because everytime I do, the fact that you don't see me the way that I see you, hurts me even more.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-2758805046153125936?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/2758805046153125936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-had-to-stay-at-home-for-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/2758805046153125936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/2758805046153125936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-had-to-stay-at-home-for-days.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-112969746534889547</id><published>2009-07-26T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T07:07:52.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys. i'm bored.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went tuition.and as usual.maths lesson was a bore. lol. but shared some jokes with tuition classmates and teacher. and also talk2. then went home first. mum asked if i wanted to go to ndp preview. i wanted. mum asked me to go with girlfriend. but i dont even have one. how sad -.- haha. then at last went with amirah. went out at 3+ and met amirah at bedok inter. den go marina bay floating platform.lol. its fun. really. the parade is different from the previous years. you guys should watch (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, its boring. lol. i donnoe how to describe. its just BORING. yea. haha. k. i wanna go. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;have a great sunday night ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-112969746534889547?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/112969746534889547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/112969746534889547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/112969746534889547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-4825475970709427082</id><published>2009-07-22T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T06:45:38.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SmcUgr_MY9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/QvH2t-TeVhY/s1600-h/5117_101692066991_561371991_2571973_6634550_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361276433204011986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SmcUgr_MY9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/QvH2t-TeVhY/s320/5117_101692066991_561371991_2571973_6634550_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the picture when i was at snco course. lol. ahaha. which was on 15 to 18 june 09' . long or what? haha. well, i'm in group NOVEMBER. and yea. thats my group. haha. okay. donedone. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, school was okay.________ smiled to me. woohoo. lol. tomorrow got physics and social studies test. lol. nightmare. haha. and friday, maths test. disaster! haha. pray for the best. lols. just now after school loiter for awhile and then went to student leader meeting. meeting was quite long. haha. went home with danial, mutalif, hakim and hidayat. well, took 9 and bus-ed to home. hahs. now i am at home. msg-ing __________. haha. lol. i'm quite bored now. nevermind. thats all folks. nyte2. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;loyalty to royalty you &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-4825475970709427082?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/4825475970709427082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-picture-when-i-was-at-snco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/4825475970709427082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/4825475970709427082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-picture-when-i-was-at-snco.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SmcUgr_MY9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/QvH2t-TeVhY/s72-c/5117_101692066991_561371991_2571973_6634550_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-4189572181394104227</id><published>2009-07-18T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T05:54:03.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SmHEc6sBUwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rmYMQelfNgk/s1600-h/DSC04043%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359781032616874754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SmHEc6sBUwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rmYMQelfNgk/s320/DSC04043%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                                               &lt;em&gt;Zah, Ahmas, Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lol. haha. that was the pic taken at ite. haha. isn't that cool. i and zah did bandage ahmas's body. lol. ok. next. today was overall okay. hahs. and phew. there's no homework this weekend. i'm proud of my teachers. lol. ahaha. ____________ went to malaysia today. haha. wonder what she's doing now. lol. okay. i want go. sorry for short post. bye. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;wait. waiting. waited. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-4189572181394104227?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/4189572181394104227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/07/zah-ahmas-me-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/4189572181394104227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/4189572181394104227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/07/zah-ahmas-me-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2CBrHHtfd8/SmHEc6sBUwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rmYMQelfNgk/s72-c/DSC04043%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-6495574824289450177</id><published>2009-07-16T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T05:32:06.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. today went ite simei. shorter time than yesterday. had pe at ite. really fun. didnt noe that my class were really bond-ed. i was impressed. really. lol. then went for lunch.then got pda lesson. gerek laa. hahs. after that,went bck to sch at 1. from 1 till 2 in school, we play catching while the other students, were still having lessons. haha. so fun. lol. den at 3 till 5 got student leader meeting. i know. very long. lol. and after that, thought of playing soccer, but no. had to do homework. hahs. and yea. thats my day today. i'll post in a few DAYS aitez? nytez guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;________, get well soon. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-6495574824289450177?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/6495574824289450177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/6495574824289450177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/6495574824289450177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-1097767320988108067</id><published>2009-07-13T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:04:33.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey readers.=). currently at comp lab. f&amp;amp;n lesson. hehe. i know. bad. haha. woah.tmrw going ite simei. hah. cant wait. i'm planning to wear short pants tomorrow. haha. coz long pants can burn up my legs. haha. huhu. er. later got maths test. luckily i studied yesterday. haha. k. sorry short post today. BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i rock, do you? ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-1097767320988108067?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/1097767320988108067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-readers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/1097767320988108067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/1097767320988108067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-readers.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-8549323239580527831</id><published>2009-07-11T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T01:21:04.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know. long time never post. don't cry. coz i'm posting it now. haha. this week's school,ok2 ah. hahs. k. erm. today,supposed to go gym with bakar's son.but,he kena go home at 4.30. and we were supposed to meet at 3.15. den i say,no nid ah.so,maybe we going gym tomorrow. hahs. and, tuition was fun just now. talk5 alot ah. and tuition's maths is so damn easy. gaga. next week going ite simei. i know it's so going to be fun. and i can't wait. haha. if you guys donnoe why, thats your prob. haha. last thursday,mac called me.haha.asked if i want continue work or not. i applied for it last november then now then ask. haha. no nid liao. but i and bakar's son plaaning to work at starbucks on september. haha. hope there's luck. haha. hmm. and now,my love-life. hahs. i decided that girls will not be in my ''time-slot'' coz i just dont want them for the moment. haha. but boys,dont take advantage coz i'm still a guy, not gay(and i'll never be a gay till i die).haha. its just that i need to concentrate on my studies first. and if i have time, then i'll come to girls. haha. k. i want play game ahks. haha. bye2&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;girl(you know who you are), you really suck. really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-8549323239580527831?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/8549323239580527831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/8549323239580527831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/8549323239580527831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-744705021638010054</id><published>2009-07-05T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T06:15:34.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo dogs! haha. sorry. i'm just plain bored. haha. so, snco course, FUN. trip to indo, GEREK. and 1 week quarantine, SUCKS. haha. i want go school laa. haha. this monday another holiday. haha. next day, SCHOOL! haha. fun or what. i cant wait. haha. k. i' ve nthg to talk about animore. haha. BYE! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my name is amirul =). hahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-744705021638010054?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/744705021638010054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/07/yo-dogs-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/744705021638010054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/744705021638010054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/07/yo-dogs-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-6722032577027119205</id><published>2009-06-14T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T06:40:35.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.currently at cuz house. staying here for a week. coz hta and here quite near. yeah. tmrw,its snco course. i'm so nervous. its sure going to be hard. but nvm. hahs. i know i can do my best. =) .&lt;br /&gt;i know its short but i got nthg else to say. hahs. sorry. nytez guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dearest you, i know you belong to someone else.i know ure his for 2 months. but i wont give up that easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;i'm so deeply in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-6722032577027119205?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/6722032577027119205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/6722032577027119205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/6722032577027119205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-3030141553870929270</id><published>2009-06-12T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T07:09:38.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey folks. just got bck from camp. hahs. tiredtiredtired! camp was okay but campfire night yesterday was really suprisingly BORING. hahs. yeah. and theres only one thing i admire bout the camp. hahs. of course, the food. haha. it was REALLY nice. haha. and yea. i slept for 45 mins yesterday. coz kena rounding2 and i cannot sleep yesterday. so, i'm having eyebags for once. hahs. but yea, camp was okay overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other note, she&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; talked to me. but,i still find we're really far apart from each other. For like half of the camp, okay, no. quarter of the camp,i was like staring and admiring her. But i don't think she noticed. i'm starting to miss her. and maybe, just maybe, i think she's missing someone else. gosh. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;we're very near but yet still so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-3030141553870929270?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/3030141553870929270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-folks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/3030141553870929270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/3030141553870929270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-folks.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-4766103554029333438</id><published>2009-06-10T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T06:00:28.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blame me for everything that has happened. i won't be mad at anyone. nor will i blame anyone. i don't really know what you're blaming me for. but i'll take that blame. i dont mind if even the whole world hates me. coz thats what we're living for. to test us if we are able to cope on our own. and stand up for our own. and really, if people really hate me, like you said, why do they mix around with me? why do they share their own opinions or thought to me? why do they find me for advices? why did they have to tell me how they are feeling right now when there are others who they can tell? like you did. i know why this happened. because i like you. i like you alot till you wont even talk to me. and you remembered the back 2 days, i told you that i wanted to forget you? i told you that because my very own BESTFRIEND still love you. i havent really stopped loving you. i didnt want you to know that i still do because i do not want to lose my bestfriend especially. if you have anything more to blame or call me names or anything, go ahead. because i'll rather be hurt by you than to stop loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-4766103554029333438?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/4766103554029333438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/06/blame-me-for-everything-that-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/4766103554029333438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/4766103554029333438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/06/blame-me-for-everything-that-has.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-8514441666920824470</id><published>2009-06-08T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:10:22.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>''BURB!".yeah. hahs. just had dinner at jalan kayu there. hahs. first time went there though. but the food there is DAMN nice. thanks to daddy for bringing whole family there. basically, today was alot of eating. went to bedok for breakfast. den go swimming. ahackz. den go to geylang and eat lunch. then went home. rest for awhile. and go to school for NCDCC meeting. then go home. then loiter around at home.hahs. and then go out for dinner which was 3 hours before now. hahs. okay. now, boredboredbored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i saw her in school. but we didnt talk. coz i know she doesnt want to. so, i stayed away from her and just expect her from a distance. i tried wanting to say hi. but, its real hard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;imissyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-8514441666920824470?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/8514441666920824470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/06/burb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/8514441666920824470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/8514441666920824470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/06/burb.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-7614404091822551911</id><published>2009-06-05T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T06:14:10.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I want to write a note, but don't know what to say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wonder how you would act if I approached you in such a way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I try my best not to stare or stutter when you come around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm afraid that if I talk to you, you're gonna put me down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I admire everything about you, from your eyes to your smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess that I'll sit back and just wait for a while.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your caramel skin, your luscious lips, your muscle filled arms.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you were magic I'd buy a locket and make you my lucky charm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess that this is silly because it's just a crush.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now every time I see you, my body turns to mush.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't believe I'm acting this way I'm already 5-teen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well, too bad, I just don't care because I'm feeling you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*A boy love this girl but the girl didn't mind. One day the boy got sick and was about to die. Then the girl asked, "Why are you leaving me?" then the boy answered, "so I can be your angel and love you forever".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Am I in the spot that makes you keep repeating ''I'm glad that you're mine''?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-7614404091822551911?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/7614404091822551911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-to-write-note-but-dont-know-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/7614404091822551911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/7614404091822551911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-to-write-note-but-dont-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-2831531107666941470</id><published>2009-06-05T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:29:41.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cannot promise you a life of sunshine. I cannot promise you riches, wealth or gold. I cannot promise you an easy pathway that leads away from change or growing old. But I can promise you all my heart’s devotion. I can promise a smile to chase away your tears of sorrow. I can promise a love that’s ever true and ever growing. And, a hand to hold you forever.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;don't cry, because i'm always here.ily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-2831531107666941470?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/2831531107666941470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cannot-promise-you-life-of-sunshine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/2831531107666941470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/2831531107666941470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cannot-promise-you-life-of-sunshine.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-8916488181098629135</id><published>2009-06-03T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T06:50:04.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys. Donnoe what to post actually. Sorry. Tmrw got briefing with sec 1s about sec 1 camp. Hoping that she’ll come. Yea. Phew. Nvm. No more to say. Nytez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;somehow, i know you still love him, but, i'll still waet&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-8916488181098629135?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/8916488181098629135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/8916488181098629135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/8916488181098629135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-1957960439968796375</id><published>2009-06-01T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T05:32:06.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You were quiet. Very quiet to me. You didn’t say out a single word to me when I expected that you would. You were there, talking to the others and I, feeling left out. Usually, when I was left out, you would come, and accompany me. But today, you didn’t. I don’t even think you had the time to look at me. Well, because, you were busy talking to the others. And fyi, I was waiting like that 2 hours for you to approach. Then suddenly, you and the others wanted to eat. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt; asked me to tag along. So,I did. We walked. Quite near together. But you were walking much more nearer to &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;. I just noticed all the way and kept quiet about it till we reached mac. I didn’t really had the mood to eat but &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt; asked me to. So, I did. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt; and you kept chatting all day long and there was me, left out once again. You didn’t notice me again. Luckily &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; suddenly came and then he waited outside. I went out, after my meal, coz I can’t take it. I then chatted with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;. It’s good that he came. At least I have someone to talk to, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ignored me today. And I’ll accept the fact that you did. Coz, I can’t do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'll still love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-1957960439968796375?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/1957960439968796375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-were-quiet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/1957960439968796375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/1957960439968796375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-were-quiet.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-5296759400121106873</id><published>2009-05-31T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T05:16:59.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To dearest you, I miss you a lot. Yea. Here it goes. The time we went to eat breakfast with your friend, and you said that I and you look cute together; I smiled and said to myself that we really do. The time I had to do my work all alone for a few hours and you came and told me that I should have some rest. And you helped me a lil to finish my work early. And suddenly you asked if I had lunch already or not. I replied that I haven’t. And you willingly followed me to accompany me so that I won’t be alone. The moment you accidentally hold my hand and you apologized so fast and smiled when we were on the way to the bus stop. And yea. The moment you looked at me when I was having my meal. I like it this way. I want to be with you. I really do. And I’m sorry that its so much about my meal.hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a further note, I think I like her. But I’m afraid to tell her and afraid if she wouldn’t accept this love. I promise I won’t hurt you, love. I will and always take care of you with all my heart. And not forgetting to make you smile when you’re with me&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-5296759400121106873?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/5296759400121106873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-dearest-you-i-miss-you-lot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/5296759400121106873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/5296759400121106873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-dearest-you-i-miss-you-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-599772378511420604</id><published>2009-05-23T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:53:32.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder if you think of me,&lt;br /&gt;When night is drawing near.&lt;br /&gt;And in the shadows of your room,&lt;br /&gt;The walls around you disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if in your quiet thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams of me are anymore.&lt;br /&gt;When in the silent, velvet blue,&lt;br /&gt;The moon is tapping at your door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the shining stars,&lt;br /&gt;That dangle from the clouds above.&lt;br /&gt;Reminds you of my whispered words,&lt;br /&gt;In promise of eternal love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder of the lonely light,&lt;br /&gt;That breaks upon the early dawn.&lt;br /&gt;Still holds a tender memory for now,&lt;br /&gt;So long I have been gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you dream of me,&lt;br /&gt;When the cloudless skies are blue.&lt;br /&gt;Because across each day and night,&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are constantly of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-599772378511420604?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/599772378511420604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wonder-if-you-think-of-me-when-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/599772378511420604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/599772378511420604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wonder-if-you-think-of-me-when-night.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-5519078305486597278</id><published>2009-05-19T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:54:40.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.hey.hahs.happy bdae ahmas! da 15.same as me.huhu.&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;BORED&lt;/span&gt; siol at home.yesterday sit down,watch tv,play comp and sleep.today i think life's going to be the same as ystday.hahs.&lt;br /&gt;i fear tmrw.i really do.RESULTS! argh. i dont want to go to N2.coz...nvm.change topic.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for this sunday.coz got silat competition.it was suppossed to be NEXT week.den change.hahs.nvm.going there with ahmas and ridhuan.fuuh.cozferm best.hahs.nvm.guys,wish me &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;luck&lt;/span&gt;.haha.k. gtg. tmrw i update bout my results. fuuuuuuuuuuh! bye. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you,dearest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;sunshine&lt;/span&gt;.*wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-5519078305486597278?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/5519078305486597278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/05/haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/5519078305486597278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/5519078305486597278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/05/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-6992293287872114761</id><published>2009-05-18T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T05:21:35.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. hahs. just now was F&amp;amp;N paper. QUITE easy ah. especially section C(essay). Then use history tactic.lol.hahs.after paper,go eat at asha.go to ehub with (nickname) -&gt; Burn(ahmas), Lals(hidayat), No name(said), Bonch(amirah) and cik ley(syafiqah). hahs. okay. lame. went ehub to buy watch. took 17 from inter. then,took 17 again from ehub to&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; whitesands.go eat ice-cream.hahs.then go jalan2 for awhile and then go to shahdan's house.take 17 again.-.- . waeted at his block for 5 mins. and another 5 mins. and there he came down with hakeeem.hahs.then we all go gateball and play soccer there.gerek. wet2 siol play there.like swimming pool. fun ah.its just undescribe-able uh.fun laa.walao.damn fun.haha.okay.den chao at 3.35. go to inter and went home.and now i'm staring at the comp and typing. yeah.okay.thats all for today. bye. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;do you still care like before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-6992293287872114761?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/6992293287872114761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/6992293287872114761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/6992293287872114761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-3664986282822269475</id><published>2009-05-17T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T02:03:08.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feelings for this few days</title><content type='html'>No uttered words the poet speaks,&lt;br /&gt;No skies of golden hue,&lt;br /&gt;No tales of unrequited love,&lt;br /&gt;They were lost when I lost you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words to caress his lover's heart,&lt;br /&gt;And gone the dreams he swore they'd live,&lt;br /&gt;But alone within the poet dwells,&lt;br /&gt;No uttered words... none left to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No music swells within his soul,&lt;br /&gt;Just silence surrounds his heart,&lt;br /&gt;And the solitude engulfs his world,&lt;br /&gt;When the poet and love depart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lost the beauty he once could see,&lt;br /&gt;And the glory he saw each day,&lt;br /&gt;Now the poet pens his last farewell,&lt;br /&gt;No more love can he convey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's the poet's soul to do?&lt;br /&gt;To release the love he feels,&lt;br /&gt;For he'll surely die and wither,&lt;br /&gt;If that love he now conceals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must hide the hurt and heartache,&lt;br /&gt;Just smile to friends and say,&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine... love doesn't matters,&lt;br /&gt;And deceive them all that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a different face he'll show them,&lt;br /&gt;To barricade his pain,&lt;br /&gt;To hide his shattered spirit,&lt;br /&gt;From the love he never attained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the pain within shall kill him,&lt;br /&gt;Not soon but through the years,&lt;br /&gt;For the poet knows his anguish,&lt;br /&gt;When alone he sheds her tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at night when dreams come calling,&lt;br /&gt;With her voice, her smile... her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;A single tear upon his cheek,&lt;br /&gt;Hides the pain his heart belies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For he loved her soul completely,&lt;br /&gt;Was consumed by beauty's bliss,&lt;br /&gt;Had shared her inner thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;But never shared her kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when death comes to the poet,&lt;br /&gt;And to heaven his soul ascends,&lt;br /&gt;He'll smile before her beauty,&lt;br /&gt;For eternity never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So will the poet regret the life,&lt;br /&gt;Which stole away the years,&lt;br /&gt;No he'll simply recall the love,&lt;br /&gt;He felt in all her tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when his love has joined him,&lt;br /&gt;And they meet in heaven's bliss,&lt;br /&gt;Their regrets will quickly perish,&lt;br /&gt;As they kiss their first sweet kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the words will quickly flow again,&lt;br /&gt;From my thoughts, to hand... to book,&lt;br /&gt;I'll not write of God or Heaven,&lt;br /&gt;When upon your face I look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the poet's again a poet,&lt;br /&gt;For the words were always there,&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't see much beauty,&lt;br /&gt;When your love I couldn't share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So their souls will find the love at last,&lt;br /&gt;That in life they could not seek,&lt;br /&gt;And the poet soon finds the words in you...&lt;br /&gt;The words... he could not speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm thinking about you constantly, whether it's with my mind or my heart, love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-3664986282822269475?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/3664986282822269475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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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-3579361138518489266.post-377774242907478215</id><published>2009-05-12T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T05:21:49.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-deleted-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to dearest someone, you know who you are, ily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-377774242907478215?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/377774242907478215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/05/every-time-i-look-at-you-you-make-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/377774242907478215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/377774242907478215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/05/every-time-i-look-at-you-you-make-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-4211726922283386000</id><published>2009-05-04T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:22:52.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiii.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;currently in F &amp;amp; N class.hahs.&lt;br /&gt;sitting beside sis(rachael) and gorilla(ahmas).haha.&lt;br /&gt;IM SO DAMN BORED!&lt;br /&gt;hahs.no offence mdm warda.&lt;br /&gt;hhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to dearest,&lt;br /&gt;good luck for your exams.&lt;br /&gt;hahs.i'll call you at 8 later okay?&lt;br /&gt;and teach you physics.hahs&lt;br /&gt;ily babe.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg.&lt;br /&gt;teacher staring.hahs.&lt;br /&gt;chao.huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the way to 3 more years.&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-4211726922283386000?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/4211726922283386000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/4211726922283386000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3579361138518489266/posts/default/4211726922283386000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiii.html' title=''/><author><name>-aMiRuL-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809050407582802548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579361138518489266.post-180414524466548657</id><published>2009-04-26T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T05:55:09.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey. today was okay. did everything what my sundays should be. hahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;woke up at 10 am. had breakfast at 10.30 am. took bus 291 to madrasah at 11.20 am. otw to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;madrasah, msg-ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S.M.&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. madarasah ended at 2pm. dad fetched. i was supposed to go gym at 3 with flaming ahmas.haha. but both of us were lazy.so,i went home.huhu. and till now, i'm on the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;comp.argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;BORED!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok folks.thats all for today. haha. nytez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;6 months passed, i'm still loving you. and always do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3579361138518489266-180414524466548657?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/180414524466548657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;                                                                            same goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;                                                just hope that i have time to update the blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;                    so it wont be dead like th last blog.this blog is for me to type about my feelings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;                                                             if you dont care, dont read (:&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/3579361138518489266-3428305571736149782?l=wonderboyisme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderboyisme.blogspot.com/feeds/3428305571736149782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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