<?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-2987627367447476623</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:24:22.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Crisis</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987627367447476623.post-6443218333038856858</id><published>2009-07-08T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:37:05.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just want you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are no unlockable doors&lt;br /&gt;There are no unwinable wars&lt;br /&gt;There are no unrightable wrongs&lt;br /&gt;Or unsignable songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no unbeatable odds&lt;br /&gt;There are no believable gods&lt;br /&gt;There are no unnameable names&lt;br /&gt;Shall I say it again, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no impossible dreams&lt;br /&gt;There are no invisible seams&lt;br /&gt;Each night when the day is through&lt;br /&gt;I dont ask much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you&lt;br /&gt;I just want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no uncriminal crimes&lt;br /&gt;There are no unrhymable rhymes&lt;br /&gt;There are no identical twins or&lt;br /&gt;Forgivable sins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no incurable ills&lt;br /&gt;There are no unkillable thrills&lt;br /&gt;One thing and you know its true,&lt;br /&gt;I dont ask much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you&lt;br /&gt;I just want you&lt;br /&gt;I just want you&lt;br /&gt;I just want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick and tired of bein sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;I used to go to bed so high and wired, yeah - yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I think Ill buy myself some plastic water&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should have married lennons daughter, yeah - yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no unachievable goals&lt;br /&gt;There are no unsaveable souls&lt;br /&gt;No legitimate kings or queens, do&lt;br /&gt;You know what I mean? yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no indisputable truths&lt;br /&gt;And there aint no fountain of youth&lt;br /&gt;Each night when the day is through,&lt;br /&gt;I dont ask much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you&lt;br /&gt;I just want you&lt;br /&gt;I just want you&lt;br /&gt;I just want you&lt;br /&gt;I just want you&lt;br /&gt;I just want you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I just want you&lt;br /&gt;I just want you,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I just want you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I just want you, hey&lt;br /&gt;I just want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just want you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-6443218333038856858?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/6443218333038856858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=6443218333038856858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6443218333038856858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6443218333038856858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-want-you.html' title='i just want you'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-8573639713759281339</id><published>2009-06-06T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:20:18.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ever dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iJHRGyNh2h4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iJHRGyNh2h4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt;Ever felt away with me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Just once that all I need&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Entwined in finding you one day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Ever felt away without me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; My love, it lies so deep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Ever dream of me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Would you do it with me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Heal the scars and change the stars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Would you do it for me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Turn loose the heaven within&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; I'd take you away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Castaway on a lonely day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Bosom for a teary cheek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; My song can but borrow your grace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Come out, come out wherever you are&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; So lost in your sea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Give in, give in for my touch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; For my taste for my lust&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Your beauty cascaded on me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; In this white night fantasy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; "All I ever craved were the two dreams I shared with you.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; One I now have, will the other one ever dream remain.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; For yours I truly wish to be."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; &lt;/a&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/2987627367447476623-8573639713759281339?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/8573639713759281339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=8573639713759281339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8573639713759281339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8573639713759281339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/06/ever-dream.html' title='ever dream'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-6232911016832395621</id><published>2009-06-06T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:00:23.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NQSCKWfJlXs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NQSCKWfJlXs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; When my life has passed me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'll lay around and wonder why you were always there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; One way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; In the eyes of a passerby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'll look around for another try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And'll fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Just close your eyes and I'll take you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This place is warm without a care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; We'll take a swim in the deep blue sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I go to leave as you reach for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Some say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Better things will come our way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; No matter what they try to say you were always there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Someway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; When the sun begins to shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I hear a song from another time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And'll fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And'll fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; So far, so long, so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; So far, so long, so far away (away, away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; When my life has passed me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'll lay around and wonder why you were always there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; One way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; In the eyes of a passerby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'll look around for another try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And'll fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And'll fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And'll fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And'll fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And'll fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And'll fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (someday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And'll fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-6232911016832395621?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/6232911016832395621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=6232911016832395621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6232911016832395621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6232911016832395621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/06/someday.html' title='someday'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-2571477140955949636</id><published>2009-05-29T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T11:57:13.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>re model ling blog</title><content type='html'>i need a new skin for my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to NADHIRAH for helping me by laughing cos i didnt know how to do it. thank you you HARDGAY-CHAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im braing craking for  A  MOUSE CURSOR... yes nadhirah... a mouse cursor... i want pimp my blog... starting with a mouse cursor.&lt;br /&gt;dont you now start calling me kental ok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a few ideas for my blog.&lt;br /&gt;but that comes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have received 2 smses from my teh cher... Mr Rahim. asking if we are interested in going abroad to some countries which i realize... THE SWINE FLU BREAK OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the countries are CANADA(the number of deaths in canada due to the swine flu is getting high), USA(here also...), AUSTRALIA(a few cases but no deaths), GERMANY(some tested positive but all are quarantine), CHINA(no comments on this country), INDIA and MALAYSIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i have a choice... i want to go... GERMANY!!! but yeah i can just dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd sms is abt video making collaborating with PA... its either police academy which i hardly think so cos its now called HOME TEAM ACADEMY... but you can never too sure... or PEOPLE ASSOCIATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are going to fund each student $500 yo... who else want to FUND US... so im taking both... im greedy... i know... but its for my future also... EXPERIANCE IS WHAT YOU LOOKING FOR ALSO. cheh... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(note some idiot just called me and say a few hellos and kept quiet for 30secs to listen to my background cos my mom switched on the tv so loud... and he put down the phone.... then he called again 2nd time... saying hello then keep quiet... then he called 3rd time but saying anything. so you think im not annoyed... i called him 1st time asking him what is his problem... he replied saying its my problem not your problem(i think) then he put down the phone... then i called again raising my voice WHATS YOUR PEROBLEM?? he immediatly put down the phone. so called again 3rd time... no tone at all... KNNCCB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway where were we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ccb that guy... now i dont know where i stop in my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm i'll update again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again thanks ah NADHIRAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-2571477140955949636?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/2571477140955949636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=2571477140955949636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2571477140955949636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2571477140955949636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/05/re-model-ling-blog.html' title='re model ling blog'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-8903783370213456872</id><published>2009-05-29T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T10:24:20.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saint sinner</title><content type='html'>i got this from the newspaper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Saints Have A Past...&lt;br /&gt;All Sinners Have A Future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-8903783370213456872?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/8903783370213456872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=8903783370213456872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8903783370213456872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8903783370213456872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/05/saint-sinner.html' title='saint sinner'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-8813754606268426037</id><published>2009-05-29T10:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T10:17:56.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>minah and mats</title><content type='html'>got this from a friend... is so freaking funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://minahspeak.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://minahspeak.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A Minah is only a Minah when she denies that she is one.&lt;br /&gt;2) As long as you are a Malay girl, you're automatically a Minah.&lt;br /&gt;3) A Minah is a true Minah if she likes to call other people Minah.&lt;br /&gt;4) Minahs are not necessarily uneducated because they don't speak English, it's a preference.&lt;br /&gt;5) Minah and Minahrep are entirely different things, do not confuse them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;The 5 Golden Facts of Minah-ism.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I know in &lt;a href="http://minahspeak.livejournal.com/2009/04/06/"&gt;this entry&lt;/a&gt; it was 3 facts, but the definition of Minah has to be streamlined and expanded.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Minah is only a Minah when she denies that she is one.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentioned too many times in most of my entries, because Macam Pahamers need reminding. Yes Ms Macam Paham, you are a Minah too. Pls see point 2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stop denying that you are not a Minah. Gigi kalo terselit belachan, takmo nak step makan cheese. Embrace the culture, don't kill your own race. You may want to refer to point 4) if you think that Minahs are scums of the universe and buat malu orang Melayu jer. Yang buat malu is actually kalo kau tak sedar diri yang kau tu siapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;As long as you are a Malay girl, you're automatically a Minah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-explanatory. If you like Mat Sallehs (read: Caucasian. re-read: Caucasian and Eurasian lain barang ok, pls jgn confuse), then itu kau punya seluar dalam. You can like other races for all we care, tapi kalau dah Melayu, by default Minah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are insulted that you are labelled a Minah just because you are a Malay girl, then you should think twice about labelling that girl who sat across you in the train a Minah just because she dresses like what you think 'a Minah' dresses like. Who's labelling who now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to point 3).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Minah is a true Minah if she likes to call other people Minah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides denying that you are a Minah, and hoping that this will somewhat disassociate you with Minah-ism, you still like to call others Minah. Sorry my friend, this just makes you more Minah than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Minahs are not necessarily uneducated because they don't speak English, it's a preference.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If reading my blog does not convince you that Minahs aren't always stupid bimbos, then I suggest that you get off your computer and make new friends. Lots of new friends because you need to shed that stereotype thinking that all Minahs are empty in their heads, finish formal education at ITE (which you probably think is the lowest type of tertiary education) and main aim is life is to kahwin and make babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything we do is a preference, please at least remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Minah and Minahrep are entirely different things, do not confuse them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Minahrep is a gangsta version of a Minah; tattoos, fights, drugs, rehab, jailbird boyfriend and kid in tow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minahreps generally don't give two hoots what you call them, because they have other more serious things (like siapa nak jaga baby kalau dia kerja shift) to think about, but it's not nice to call a Minah, Minahrep. It's like if I saw you holding hands and kissing your Mat, I call you a slut. Not very accurate now is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minah-fy yourself today! It's only the cool thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap up, I match reasons with why the above-mentioned Mats do what they do - Berbual World, thinking they will score points with a Minah, but sadly not knowing that they are just alienating her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Berbual World Mat Type 1 (as seen in story 1)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bad Boy. Most hot Minahs love the Bad Boy kind of Mat because he's the perfect accessory on her arm. It pushes her street credibility up, rising her above the rest of the 'safe' Minahs, most of whom are College Girls. This is the fastest ticket to being a College Girl Minah my friend, probably the most elite breed of Minahs, and as much as we know it, the Berbual World Mat knows it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Berbual World Mat Type 2 (as seen in story 2)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Step Terror Mat. Very close to Type 1, except that he's not really bad. He's just awesome in his own little world, far away from reality. He thinks Minahs are generally all oh-so-stupid, making him sort of chauvinistic and highly egoistic. Some Minahs like this, some don't mind it, but it's really an acquired taste. Slightly different from Type 1, this Mat may not berbual world because he wants to, he's just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Berbual World Mat Type 3 (as seen.. ok you get the idea)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mintak Kesian Mat. There's a Minah saying, "Biar fanatic, jangan pathetic". The reason why I totally stopped being in contact with Mat no. 3 is because he pushed it too far with his story. I don't mind listening and once in a while getting into debate with him about his business mindset and theories, but I cannot stand it when you throw in one major fact that is supposed to shut me up forever, with a so-called sad fact of life of yours. If you try to silence a Minah, you might as well say goodbye. We are nice to look at, yes, but we're not dolls, for sorry Mats like you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-8813754606268426037?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/8813754606268426037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=8813754606268426037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8813754606268426037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8813754606268426037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/05/minah-and-mats.html' title='minah and mats'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-2165845370592550480</id><published>2009-05-21T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:12:42.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;i dont want this to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HWLBCa103QY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HWLBCa103QY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari awal aku tak pernah&lt;br /&gt;Percaya kata-katamu&lt;br /&gt;Karena ku hanya melihat&lt;br /&gt;Semua dari parasmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telanjur kau bilang padaku&lt;br /&gt;Kau tak akan pernah selingkuh&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi ternyata dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Bermain di belakangku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1)&lt;br /&gt;Saat ku melihatmu&lt;br /&gt;Kau sedang bermesraan&lt;br /&gt;Dengan seorang yang ku kenal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2)&lt;br /&gt;Oo..ow.. Kamu ketahuan pacaran lagi&lt;br /&gt;Dengan dirinya, teman baikku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to: (2), (1), (2), (2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tak mengapa, aku tak heran&lt;br /&gt;Karena dirimu cinta sesaatku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo..Ow.. Aku ketahuan pacaran lagi&lt;br /&gt;Dengan dirinya teman baikmu&lt;br /&gt;Oo..Ow.. Aku ketahuan pacaran lagi&lt;br /&gt;Dengan dirinya teman baikmu   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-2165845370592550480?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/2165845370592550480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=2165845370592550480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2165845370592550480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2165845370592550480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-want-this-to-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-6476656421490562899</id><published>2009-05-21T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:40:58.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its happening</title><content type='html'>yo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant take it anymore... its happening again...&lt;br /&gt;am i letting my emotions sway again? or letting it take control of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things happen in school... learn many things too. since im not the multimedia person... its a good thing. and its helping in future... i can go website!!! woohooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... what the hell.. i think my depressions is getting worst and making me going bonkers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-6476656421490562899?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/6476656421490562899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=6476656421490562899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6476656421490562899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6476656421490562899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-happening.html' title='its happening'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-6724883046929407279</id><published>2009-05-15T15:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T15:08:42.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you</title><content type='html'>i need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back to me, please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-6724883046929407279?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/6724883046929407279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=6724883046929407279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6724883046929407279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6724883046929407279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/05/you.html' title='you'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-2053423644621606237</id><published>2009-05-15T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:55:12.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>re:kiss me through the phone</title><content type='html'>ok... i tried singing and raping like souljaboy and IT SOUNDED AND LOOKED REALLY WRONG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i tried... i reminded myself that korean "cool boy"&lt;br /&gt;i really sounded like him... maybe even look like him... goodness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats when you are not that someone and trying to be that someone and it turn out all wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe next time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-2053423644621606237?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/2053423644621606237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=2053423644621606237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2053423644621606237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2053423644621606237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/05/rekiss-me-through-phone.html' title='re:kiss me through the phone'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-9085366415632496350</id><published>2009-05-15T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:52:01.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss Me Thru The Phone</title><content type='html'>ok this is just not me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby you know that I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get with you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight but I can not baby girl and that's the issue&lt;br /&gt;Girl you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna kiss you&lt;br /&gt;But I can't right now&lt;br /&gt;So baby kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone(I'll see ya later on later on)&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone kiss me through the phone(see ya when I get home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby I know that u like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your my future wifey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Soulja boy tell em yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You can be my bonny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I can be your clyde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You can be my wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Text me call me I need you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ya all day everyday I need ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And every time I see ya my feelings get deeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I miss ya I miss ya I really wanna kiss ya but I can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Baby you know that I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get with you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight but I can not baby girl and that's the issue&lt;br /&gt;Girl you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna kiss you&lt;br /&gt;But I can't right now&lt;br /&gt;So baby kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone(I'll see ya later on)&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone kiss me through the phone(see ya when I get home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby I've been thinking lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So much about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Everything about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I like it I love it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kissing you in public&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thinking nothing of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roses by the dozens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Talking on the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby your so sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your voice is so lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love your complection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I miss ya [x3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I really wanna kiss ya but I can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Sammie]&lt;br /&gt;678 triple 9 8212&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Baby you know that I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get with you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight but I can not baby girl and that's the issue&lt;br /&gt;Girl you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna kiss you&lt;br /&gt;But I can't right now&lt;br /&gt;So baby kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone(I'll see ya later on)&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the pnone kiss me through the phone(see ya when I get home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Soulja Boy:]&lt;br /&gt;She call my phone like (da)[x20]&lt;br /&gt;We on the phone like (da)[x20]&lt;br /&gt;We taking pics like (da)[x20]&lt;br /&gt;She dial my numba like (da)[x20]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Sammie]&lt;br /&gt;6 7 8 triple 9 8 2 1 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby you know that I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I wanna get with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tonight but I can not baby girl and that's the issue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Girl you know I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I just wanna kiss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But I can't right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So baby kiss me through the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kiss me through the phone(I'll see ya later on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kiss me through the pnone kiss me through the phone(see ya when I get home) &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/2987627367447476623-9085366415632496350?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987627367447476623.post-7582427654476901317</id><published>2009-05-15T02:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T02:11:17.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think</title><content type='html'>i guessed i have done it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ended it all...&lt;br /&gt;unless the change comes then all be good.&lt;br /&gt;i want her old back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need her old back... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive said it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-7582427654476901317?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/7582427654476901317/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987627367447476623.post-4680367288092490770</id><published>2009-05-11T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:50:27.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>financial problem have to kick in now.&lt;br /&gt;yes im truely penniless... totally broke&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel i am becoming a beggar.&lt;br /&gt;who else would help me but myself... but with extreme lazyness its bringing me to nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;financial problems is making me to start regretting that i should not be back in school.&lt;br /&gt;its giving me a few options like quitting school, delay myself and to retake it maybe next year or go back to school with no money... &lt;br /&gt;no money to even go school. what else spending on something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am back in depression... cried(yes i cry) in my sleep and in my ownself. &lt;br /&gt;i even cried when my sisters told me to go back school and get it done with. &lt;br /&gt;they dont know what i am going through... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sports i have to put it aside... my dreams are fading away cos of financial.&lt;br /&gt;i only meet my friends just to destress myself... forcing myself to laugh at every joke they made... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it pierces my heart when i hear everything they done are good and very well managed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just dont know what i should do and what are my strength... im still searching for it.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have goals... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now many thoughts are running through my mind now. and it seems like DEJA VU. like it happen in my dreams... like its really going to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no comments now... and i really dont know what to do... what i should do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear god show me a sign with my extreme lazyness hanging around me&lt;div 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title='Dilemma'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-5014251315738452039</id><published>2009-05-05T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:28:29.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>ok here are my new updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im on mc due to my slipdics for 6 days... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be my 1st new test in my new class...&lt;br /&gt;and i have not been to class that often, so will i pass? but wait im on mc. i really dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thinking that i should meet up with my HOD and tell them that im should put myself onhold for the next new class in multimedia. i lost a lot of lesson and with that i wont get 3.5 gpa. im aiming for that of course not 4. crazy i cant get that high anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im a bit regretting being in back in school... i really dont know... what should i do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeah... i watched my new 2nd season chuck. the same funny and fun show... and sarah ever so pretty... *melts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-5014251315738452039?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/5014251315738452039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=5014251315738452039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5014251315738452039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5014251315738452039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/05/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-7178485947408820500</id><published>2009-04-26T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:42:08.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something you said</title><content type='html'>hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are reading this... i wanna ask you a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know why i reacted that way? there is something you said... abt begging.&lt;br /&gt;and thats why it turn out this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-7178485947408820500?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/7178485947408820500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=7178485947408820500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/7178485947408820500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/7178485947408820500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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things... i just cant describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sad truely when i read the materials. could that person really have done it? could it be true from what i read? oh god make me strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stop myself from tearing. i dont know what... i dont know why that person is doing this to oneself. its hard for me to accept and swallow it. its really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls help me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-11385325415085978?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/11385325415085978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=11385325415085978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/11385325415085978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/11385325415085978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-in-world-happen-to-you.html' title='what in the world happen to you'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-3962352667561831703</id><published>2009-04-24T19:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T19:45:08.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sg flyer anyone?</title><content type='html'>i wanna go to the singapore flyer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna come along? just drop me a text or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not i'll just go alone then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-3962352667561831703?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/3962352667561831703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=3962352667561831703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3962352667561831703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3962352667561831703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/04/sg-flyer-anyone.html' title='sg flyer anyone?'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-3056315178763210878</id><published>2009-04-22T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:35:21.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonder girls</title><content type='html'>they are hot...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SMfWyWAtF7k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SMfWyWAtF7k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-3056315178763210878?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/3056315178763210878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=3056315178763210878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3056315178763210878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3056315178763210878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/04/wonder-girls.html' title='wonder girls'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-8775398207673477928</id><published>2009-04-19T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T02:46:41.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i alone</title><content type='html'>it's easier not to be wise&lt;br /&gt;and measure these things by your brains&lt;br /&gt;I sank into Eden with you&lt;br /&gt;alone in the church by and by&lt;br /&gt;I'll read to you here, save your eyes&lt;br /&gt;you'll need them, your boat is at sea&lt;br /&gt;your anchor is up, you've been swept away&lt;br /&gt;and the greatest of teachers won't hesitate&lt;br /&gt;to leave you there, by yourself, chained to fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I alone love you&lt;br /&gt;I alone tempt you&lt;br /&gt;I alone love you&lt;br /&gt;fear is not the end of this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's easier not to be great&lt;br /&gt;and measure these things by your eyes&lt;br /&gt;we long to be here by his resolve&lt;br /&gt;alone in the church by and by&lt;br /&gt;to cradle the baby in space&lt;br /&gt;and leave you there by yourself chained to fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, now, we took it back too far,&lt;br /&gt;only love can save us now,&lt;br /&gt;all these riddles that you burn&lt;br /&gt;all come runnin' back to you,&lt;br /&gt;all these rhythms that you hide&lt;br /&gt;only love can save us now,&lt;br /&gt;all these riddles that you burn yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-8775398207673477928?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/8775398207673477928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=8775398207673477928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8775398207673477928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8775398207673477928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-alone.html' title='i alone'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-371979699120932635</id><published>2009-04-17T02:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T02:50:51.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuba</title><content type='html'>Cuba kau dengar&lt;br /&gt;Cuba kau cuba&lt;br /&gt;Diam bila ku cuba&lt;br /&gt;Tuk berbicara dengan kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernahkah kau ada&lt;br /&gt;Bila ku perlu&lt;br /&gt;Tuk meluahkan rasa hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan bila kau bersuara&lt;br /&gt;Setia ku mendengar&lt;br /&gt;Agar tenang kau merasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya aku padamu&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin sama dengan teman lain&lt;br /&gt;Yang bisa kau buat begitu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan bila&lt;br /&gt;Tiada lagi teman bermain&lt;br /&gt;Kau pulang tuk dapatkan aku&lt;br /&gt;Itulah aku... padamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuba kau lihat&lt;br /&gt;Cuba kau cuba&lt;br /&gt;Renung ke mata aku&lt;br /&gt;Bila ku kaku melihatmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernahkah kau ada&lt;br /&gt;Bila ku perlu&lt;br /&gt;Tuk menyatakan rasa sakit&lt;br /&gt;Dalam diri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan bila kau perlu&lt;br /&gt;Setia ku menunggu&lt;br /&gt;Agar senang kau merasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya aku padamu&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin sama dengan teman lain&lt;br /&gt;Yang bisa kau buat begitu&lt;br /&gt;Dan bila&lt;br /&gt;Tiada lagi teman bermain&lt;br /&gt;Kau pulang tuk dapatkan aku&lt;br /&gt;Itulah aku... padamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan kerana aku tak pernah&lt;br /&gt;Terlintas tuk menulis pada mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salahkan ku&lt;br /&gt;Tak mungkin lagi aku meminta&lt;br /&gt;Untuk kau mendengar...&lt;br /&gt;Untuk kau melihat ke mataku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya aku padamu&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin sama dengan teman lain&lt;br /&gt;Yang bisa kau buat begitu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan bila&lt;br /&gt;Tiada lagi teman bermain&lt;br /&gt;Kau pulang tuk dapatkan aku&lt;br /&gt;Itulah aku... padamu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-371979699120932635?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/371979699120932635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=371979699120932635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/371979699120932635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/371979699120932635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/04/cuba.html' title='Cuba'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-2024117578456776491</id><published>2009-04-17T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T02:08:41.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should i hate you?</title><content type='html'>you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reasons why we argue, is that you cant accept that i have change. &lt;br /&gt;you like to pick small things to make it big. &lt;br /&gt;as you know our temper is uncontrollable.. why do you still want to start?&lt;br /&gt;then you have to do something thAT I DONT LIKE AND WITH THE PERSON I HATE SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;which afterwards... you made me LOOK LIKE THE BAD GUY... of course you dont tell others what i have done... but by your reactions are telling them something else... im the bad guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously... if you want to do things i dont want you to do so much... LEAVE ME OUT FROM YOUR WORLD. STOP EVERYTHING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how much i hated things you have done... you are making me hate you so much.&lt;br /&gt;there goes my plan of getting back again... taking you out to seoul garden on my pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want me to hate you just tell me. please dont do things i hate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but WHY? WHY ARE YOU SO FREAKING STUBBORN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHY ARE YOU BEING DEFIANCE TOWARDS ME!!! AM I A PARENT TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-2024117578456776491?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/2024117578456776491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=2024117578456776491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2024117578456776491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2024117578456776491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/04/should-i-hate-you.html' title='should i hate you?'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-1958402395932839401</id><published>2009-04-17T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:36:22.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes</title><content type='html'>short post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;many things in my mind making it in turmoil&lt;br /&gt;and its just that tears wont appear &lt;br /&gt;i feel im in deep sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just let me cry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-1958402395932839401?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/1958402395932839401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=1958402395932839401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1958402395932839401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1958402395932839401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/04/sometimes.html' title='sometimes'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-8912915807954389363</id><published>2009-04-01T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:44:11.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i?</title><content type='html'>i hate it when im being treated as a trash. &lt;br /&gt;no one does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to your own family members... like your own mom, what more can you do? how would you feel being treated that way? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really sad with how my mom treated me. im purely disappointed in many ways. and cos of that... i will have to look up upon to others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no dad since i was 15 years old. and being fatherless... life is not easy having a man in the house as a father. its not the same when having your brother acting like a father. he is not even acting like a brother, how can he be a father?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just say... im living with "kurang kasih sayang" being treated in a way, being looked down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet i do not falter with that reason. i still move on, but of course with bitterness in life. scared heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not remember how it was having a father's love.&lt;br /&gt;for all im asking is let god treat him well in heaven. make him happy in heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insyallah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-8912915807954389363?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/8912915807954389363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=8912915807954389363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8912915807954389363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8912915807954389363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-am-i.html' title='what am i?'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-5959427232943812504</id><published>2009-03-25T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:34:10.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sagittarius pt 2</title><content type='html'>The Sagittarius is really a centaur -- &lt;b&gt;the lower half is horse, the upper half is a man.&lt;/b&gt; The man is holding a bow with an arrow aimed upwards toward the sky. This symbolizes the Sagittarius' drive to overcome basic animal instincts by aiming his thoughts into the divine realms of the heavens. In other words, Sagittarius is hunting for ideas and experiences that draw you into greater awareness. As such, Sagittarius tend to love adventure, travel and philosophy -- all ways of extending beyond your immediate surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius tend to aim their arrows of thought upward, being the incurable optimists of the zodiac. Sagittarius often look at the sunny side of life and the silver lining to any dark cloud. Sagittarius are honest to a fault, for you can say what's on your mind before you realize that someone's feelings might be hurt. Since the Sagittarius is part horse, there is also a connection between Sagittarius and horses, be it a love of riding or an emphasis on the most powerful part of a horse: its legs and thighs. In fact, many of Sagittarius love outdoor hiking and long distance running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sagittarius motto is "It is better to know how to learn than to know." You seek knowledge and wisdom, never tiring of the quest for what is yet to come. Others enjoy being with you when you are in your outgoing and joyful mood, but you can become more sullen if you feel that your wings have been clipped. Even in a restrictive situation, however, you'll not lose hope--and it is this inspirational perspective that leads you to your greatest success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Element: Fire&lt;br /&gt;Fire signs are naturally warm. A fire gives light and heat, but it doesn't get depleted as others feed on its warmth. One candle can bring light to a room and it won't burn any faster if ten people read from its light than if there was only one. Fire doesn't plan its next move; it isn't logical. It simply is in the moment and will burn what fuel is available without judgment or forethought. For this reason fire signs can successfully rely on their intuition and survival instincts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire of Sagittarius is warming, not hot -- but that's because it's far away. It's like a light in the distance that reminds us why we are heading in that direction or the stars that have been used for navigation. This is the fire of inspiration whose heat can motivate the mind to reach out into the wilderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninth House: Travel&lt;br /&gt;If the Third House is the House of Quick Trips, then the opposite Ninth House could be called the House of Long Distance Journeys. It's about foreign travel, higher education -- for that's travel in the mind and the potential adventure that the future holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key Planet: Jupiter&lt;br /&gt;Jupiter is the largest planet in our solar system and as such symbolizes an expansive action. He is the king of bigger, better and more. But, of course, too much of a good thing isn't necessarily good, and Jupiter can encourage us to overspend or overindulge. Jupiter acts like a magnifying lens and can make a little opportunity look larger than life. As the key planet of Sagittarius, Jupiter encourages us to take those opportunities, to live life as an adventure and to believe in something greater than ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius Greatest Strength: Your undying optimistic attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius Possible Weakness: Glossing over problems or avoiding difficult situations&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-5959427232943812504?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/5959427232943812504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=5959427232943812504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5959427232943812504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5959427232943812504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/03/sagittarius-pt-2.html' title='sagittarius pt 2'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-2312543029444916818</id><published>2009-03-25T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:01:21.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sagittarius</title><content type='html'>The Babylonians, identified Sagittarius as the god Pabilsag (which had wings and a lion's head).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Greek mythology, &lt;b&gt;Sagittarius is identified as a centaur, half human, half horse.&lt;/b&gt; In some legends, the Centaur Chiron was the son of Philyra and Saturn, who was said to have changed himself into a horse to escape his jealous wife, Rhea. Chiron was eventually immortalised in the constellation of Centaurus, or in some version, Sagittarius. The arrow of this constellation points towards the star Antares, the 'heart of the scorpion'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The astrological symbol for Sagittarius has a dual meaning. The first and most common is that of a bow and arrow. The second and less well-known is that of an arrow lifting up a cross-shaped burden, representing the struggle of the Sagittarius' face&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-2312543029444916818?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/2312543029444916818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=2312543029444916818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2312543029444916818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2312543029444916818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/03/sagittarius.html' title='Sagittarius'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-2472386745807043931</id><published>2009-03-20T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:04:35.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>december</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egoistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is true i guess...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-2472386745807043931?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/2472386745807043931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=2472386745807043931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2472386745807043931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2472386745807043931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/03/december.html' title='december'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-6731560813931759400</id><published>2009-02-28T03:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T03:47:22.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slumdog Millionaire</title><content type='html'>i wish i could be like him... a slumdog and a freaking millionaire.&lt;br /&gt;but thats not the point. all the questions he had was based on his past and experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the show is freaking GOOD. and its sad (i shed a few tears).&lt;br /&gt;its freaking sad when latika and his brother... argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that part made me emotions through out the movie. and which i remembered today's smses and yesterday's event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything i had done was sincere... &lt;br /&gt;i meant it in every means and ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not till today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another quarrel broke out and she said i was pretending... faking to be exact. that hurts me a lot. again i wish to express my thoughts... ITS SINCERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think i am faking it... so be it. &lt;br /&gt;you yourself told me to get lost... &lt;br /&gt;so there i go... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in that show SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE... their destiny was written (its a show, but just think abt it, if its a true story?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt ours are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I DO HAVE A READER IN MY BLOG... YES I BEGGED HER BACK. SHE SAID SHE CANT... SO BE IT. SO I DIDN'T FORCE HER AND I LET IT REST... BUT ALL THAT HAPPEN... ALL THIS HAPPEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have not TOLD HER abt getting back together again. i should have not told her abt what happen... I SHOULDN'T EVEN MENTION ANYTHING... LOOKING AT HER BEING SO HAPPY... AND DO I DO? DESTROY HER HAPPINESS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD NOT HAVE DONE THAT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she will not accept me back and told me to get lost... so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing oufs&lt;br /&gt;Mohd Yunos aka M.Y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-6731560813931759400?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/6731560813931759400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=6731560813931759400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6731560813931759400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6731560813931759400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/02/slumdog-millionaire.html' title='Slumdog Millionaire'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-3097429097341838375</id><published>2009-02-27T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:46:41.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you want...</title><content type='html'>if you want to go then get lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were the words which have been ringing in my ears now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get lost... (if you wish)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-3097429097341838375?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/3097429097341838375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=3097429097341838375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3097429097341838375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3097429097341838375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-you-want_27.html' title='if you want...'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-4104551685787067273</id><published>2009-02-21T13:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T14:24:52.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you want...</title><content type='html'>A scrambler.. is what she wants, been wanting to have it. and she might even ride with someone else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that she dont get the picture... and yet she says i dont get it. shes been dating and me, none.&lt;br /&gt;listening to her story, it sounded that she is really happy with this scrambler guy. with a car. rich eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats so good abt a scrambler... what???!!! oh fuck it... seriously she dont see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could have and i would want... but something or someone is stopping me.&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well lets just wait and see then... i will wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;(maybe i wont wait... i dont know. maybe i should. i really dont know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iTafQnXY5vY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iTafQnXY5vY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-4104551685787067273?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/4104551685787067273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=4104551685787067273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4104551685787067273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4104551685787067273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-you-want.html' title='if you want...'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-5477395557169353949</id><published>2009-02-10T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T02:07:04.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect strangers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Can you remember remember my name&lt;br /&gt;As I flow through your life&lt;br /&gt;A thousand oceans I have flown&lt;br /&gt;And cold spirits of ice&lt;br /&gt;All my life&lt;br /&gt;I am the echo of your past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am returning the echo of a point in time&lt;br /&gt;Distant faces shine&lt;br /&gt;A thousand warriors I have known&lt;br /&gt;And laughing as the spirits appear&lt;br /&gt;All your life&lt;br /&gt;Shadows of another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you hear me talking on the wind&lt;br /&gt;Youve got to understand&lt;br /&gt;We must remain&lt;br /&gt;Perfect strangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I must remain inside this silent well of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A strand of silver hanging through the sky&lt;br /&gt;Touching more than you see&lt;br /&gt;The voice of ages in your mind&lt;br /&gt;Is aching with the dead of the night&lt;br /&gt;Precious life (your tears are lost in&lt;br /&gt;Falling rain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you hear me talking on the wind&lt;br /&gt;Youve got to understand&lt;br /&gt;We must remain&lt;br /&gt;Perfect strangers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-5477395557169353949?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><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-2987627367447476623.post-3734311704012463788</id><published>2009-02-09T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T01:23:07.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how i would sing the song for you...</title><content type='html'>i remembered how i sing the song to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the stars, &lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for you, &lt;br /&gt;And everything you do, &lt;br /&gt;Yeah they were all yellow, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came along &lt;br /&gt;I wrote a song for you &lt;br /&gt;And all the things you do &lt;br /&gt;And it was called yellow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I took my turn &lt;br /&gt;Oh all the things I've done &lt;br /&gt;And it was all yellow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your skin &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah your skin and bones &lt;br /&gt;Turn into something beautiful &lt;br /&gt;D'you know you know I love you so &lt;br /&gt;You know I love you so &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swam across &lt;br /&gt;I jumped across for you &lt;br /&gt;Oh all the things you do &lt;br /&gt;Cause you were all yellow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew a line &lt;br /&gt;I drew a line for you &lt;br /&gt;Oh what a thing to do &lt;br /&gt;And it was all yellow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your skin &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah your skin and bones &lt;br /&gt;Turn into something beautiful &lt;br /&gt;D'you know for you i bleed myself dry &lt;br /&gt;For you i bleed myself dry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its true look how they shine for you &lt;br /&gt;look how they shine for you &lt;br /&gt;look how they shine for you &lt;br /&gt;look how they shine for you &lt;br /&gt;look how they shine for you &lt;br /&gt;look how they shine &lt;br /&gt;look at the stars look how they shine for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how i would want to sing for her again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but alas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-3734311704012463788?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/3734311704012463788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=3734311704012463788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3734311704012463788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3734311704012463788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-i-would-sing-song-for-you.html' title='how i would sing the song for you...'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-7577755584395922094</id><published>2009-02-09T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T01:08:40.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the management</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_post_message_5072310"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dear employees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Due to the current financial situation caused by the slowdown of economy, Management has decided to implement a scheme to put workers of 40 years of age and above on early retirement. This scheme will be known as RAPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Retire Aged People Early).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Persons selected to be RAPED can apply to management to be eligible for the SHAFT scheme (Special Help After Forced Termination). Persons who have been RAPED and SHAFTED will be reviewed under the SCREW programme (Scheme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Covering Retired Early Workers). A person may be RAPED once, SHAFTED twice and SCREWED as many times as Management deems appropriate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Persons who have been RAPED can only get AIDS (Additional Income for Dependants &amp;amp; Spouse) or HERPES (Half Earnings for Retired Personnel Early Severance).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Obviously persons who have AIDS or HERPES will not be SHAFTED or SCREWED any further by Management.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Persons who are not RAPED and are staying on will receive as much SHIT (Special High Intensity Training) as possible. Management has always prided itself on the amount of SHIT it gives employees. Should you feel that you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;do not receive enough SHIT, please bring to the attention of your Supervisor. They have been trained to give you all the SHIT you can handle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Management&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/2987627367447476623-7577755584395922094?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/7577755584395922094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=7577755584395922094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/7577755584395922094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/7577755584395922094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/02/management.html' title='the management'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-1186967268108530888</id><published>2009-02-08T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T02:54:32.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cool boy sings</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zBDoIn3BcbY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zBDoIn3BcbY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-1186967268108530888?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/1186967268108530888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=1186967268108530888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1186967268108530888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1186967268108530888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/02/cool-boy-sings.html' title='cool boy sings'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-4767777146053873746</id><published>2009-01-27T02:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T02:08:02.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>touch my body - korean version</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xXxvsShaAoA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xXxvsShaAoA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is fucking funny!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"rape me in my thighs" " i know you want to touch my cock"&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaahahahahaha fucking funny!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might as well say touch my BODEK right!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-4767777146053873746?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><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-2987627367447476623.post-5080925604262359788</id><published>2009-01-27T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T01:53:31.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Chains</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She wants to run, goin' on,&lt;br /&gt;Point of no return&lt;br /&gt;No looking back, hope is gone,&lt;br /&gt;Just a slow burning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost without love, so she tries&lt;br /&gt;To get all she can&lt;br /&gt;Into the night, desperate eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Look for helping hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a scream, the siren's call&lt;br /&gt;Now it seems she's lost to all&lt;br /&gt;Moving slow, and trapped in pain&lt;br /&gt;Don't run with heavy chains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's left is torn apart&lt;br /&gt;Heavy chains on heavy heart&lt;br /&gt;Her broken life&lt;br /&gt;Her broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Broken promises lost and found&lt;br /&gt;Just like a knife&lt;br /&gt;Into her heart&lt;br /&gt;Keeping her down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's left is ripped apart&lt;br /&gt;Heavy chains on heavy heart&lt;br /&gt;Broken pieces of life&lt;br /&gt;Broken pieces of heart&lt;br /&gt;Broken pieces of promises lost and found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavy chains like a knife&lt;br /&gt;Cutting into her heart&lt;br /&gt;Keeping her down&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, heavy chains!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-5080925604262359788?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/5080925604262359788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=5080925604262359788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5080925604262359788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5080925604262359788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/01/heavy-chains.html' title='Heavy Chains'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-4809349652382927847</id><published>2009-01-27T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T01:50:23.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calefare</title><content type='html'>I got a role as an extra with script!!! hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"otak alfie berdengung"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the title... even though my scene is towards the end... i got myself into a drama series in SURIA... hahahahaahahhah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think they might change their mind. lets just hope not. :)) hheeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-4809349652382927847?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/4809349652382927847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=4809349652382927847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4809349652382927847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4809349652382927847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/01/calefare.html' title='Calefare'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-2866779087439844795</id><published>2009-01-21T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:49:54.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the champion</title><content type='html'>We Are the Champion!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st game - 3-0&lt;br /&gt;2nd game - 5-1&lt;br /&gt;3rd game - 6-1&lt;br /&gt;4th game - 5-0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS, MY FRIENDS... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only concede 2 goals... how good is my team eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, one of my team is the top goal scorer. my team was the last minute "hey wanna play floor competion" invitations when we dont know each other but yet we play like we used to play for a long time. we have only 7 players, 5 players 2 reserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goalkeeper - ME (but of course)(self proclaim THE MVP award should be there and its for me, rookie of the competion and best goalie) bhahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the captain - rizal&lt;br /&gt;the players - wan pikachiu&lt;br /&gt;                - yat (hidayat i think)&lt;br /&gt;                - cinarep who can speak malay [ah da(ta)] (the top goal scorer)&lt;br /&gt;                - beat boxer khai (nonstop chattering guy)&lt;br /&gt;and lastly  - the quietest guy matin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE are the CHAMPIONS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will up load photos here or next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-2866779087439844795?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/2866779087439844795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=2866779087439844795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2866779087439844795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2866779087439844795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/01/champion.html' title='the champion'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-2670982380552027362</id><published>2009-01-20T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T16:52:31.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my all time favorite</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PGmhB-fTvdM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PGmhB-fTvdM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my all time favourite. reminds me of my sec sch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when im in need...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-2670982380552027362?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/2670982380552027362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=2670982380552027362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2670982380552027362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2670982380552027362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-all-time-favorite_20.html' title='my all time favorite'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-592201355210866371</id><published>2009-01-13T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:03:15.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angels or devils</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is the last time&lt;br /&gt;that I'm ever gonna come here tonight&lt;br /&gt;this is the last time - I will fall&lt;br /&gt;into a place that fails us all - inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the pain in you&lt;br /&gt;I can see the love in you&lt;br /&gt;but fighting all the demons will take time&lt;br /&gt;it will take time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the angels they burn inside for us&lt;br /&gt;are we ever&lt;br /&gt;are we ever gonna learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;the devils they burn inside of us&lt;br /&gt;are we ever gonna come back down&lt;br /&gt;come around&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna worry about the things that could make us cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the last time&lt;br /&gt;that I'm ever gonna give in tonight&lt;br /&gt;are there angels or devils crawling here?&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know what blurs and what is clear - to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still I can see the pain in you&lt;br /&gt;and I can see the love in you&lt;br /&gt;and fighting all the demons will take time&lt;br /&gt;it will take time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the angels they burn inside for us&lt;br /&gt;are we ever&lt;br /&gt;are we ever gonna learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;the devils they burn inside of us&lt;br /&gt;are we ever gonna come back down - come around&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna worry about the things that could break us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I was to give in - give it up&lt;br /&gt;- and then&lt;br /&gt;take a breath - make it deep&lt;br /&gt;cause it might be the last one you get&lt;br /&gt;be the last one&lt;br /&gt;that could make us cold&lt;br /&gt;you know that they could make us cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm always gonna worry about the things that could make us cold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-592201355210866371?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/592201355210866371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=592201355210866371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/592201355210866371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/592201355210866371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/01/angels-or-devils.html' title='angels or devils'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-5933891021404317709</id><published>2009-01-13T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:44:39.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh again...</title><content type='html'>looks like we are being stubborn are we not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just so hard for her to stop everything with him. she even mentioned that he knows her well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... that sentence is enough to hurt me alot. what more when she met him... a date to be precise. wait more than a date... a lot of dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never met any girl behind her back. even when nura bachine asked me out to talk abt our problems i would reject her. lets say i never cheated. but its not once, twice, trice(if thats a word)... i felt cheated way before we were together. the east coast incident... her block incident...(i was there looking at them together) she pillion him...(when i told her not to) they had lunch dates... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its my fault FOR NOT BEING THERE. since he is there for you all the time... might as well go back to him. MIGHT AS WELL DONT EVEN THINK ABT ME. like i asked before... how are we going to get married, if this still goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you going to bring him into our house when we get married? are you going to text him when we are married? talk to him? wait... you speak of getting married? i am your future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see how this goes... &lt;br /&gt;what comes around goes around right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to be stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;the break up is cos of you still keep in touch with him. and you blame me for MY ATTITUDE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... i'll take the blame. &lt;br /&gt;and if you dont want to forgive me... its up to you if you want to let me burn in hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-5933891021404317709?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987627367447476623.post-6775031950626064457</id><published>2009-01-12T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:02:39.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>open prayer</title><content type='html'>let this be an open prayer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if she is really the one, please help her change her attitude, mine and ours. i want us to be cherish not like how it was before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if she is the one... show me a sign please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-6775031950626064457?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/6775031950626064457/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987627367447476623.post-8545516594151496396</id><published>2009-01-06T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:20:27.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never again will I be dishonored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And never again will I be reminded&lt;br /&gt;Of living within the world of the jaded&lt;br /&gt;They kill inspiration&lt;br /&gt;It's my obligation&lt;br /&gt;To never again, allow this to happen&lt;br /&gt;Where do I begin?&lt;br /&gt;The choices are endless&lt;br /&gt;Denying the sin&lt;br /&gt;My art, my redemption&lt;br /&gt;I carry the torch of my fathers before me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away&lt;br /&gt;There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice&lt;br /&gt;To change myself, I'd rather die&lt;br /&gt;Though they will not understand&lt;br /&gt;I won't make the greatest sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;You can't predict where the outcome lies&lt;br /&gt;You'll never take me alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;s&gt;alive&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;s&gt;alive&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;s&gt;alive&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change again, cannot be considered&lt;br /&gt;I rage again, dispelling my anger&lt;br /&gt;Where do I begin?&lt;br /&gt;The choices are endless&lt;br /&gt;My art, my redemption, my only salvation&lt;br /&gt;I carry the gift that I have been blessed with&lt;br /&gt;My soul is adrift in oceans of madness&lt;br /&gt;Repairing the rift that you have created&lt;br /&gt;I am not alone, brothers, give me your arms now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away&lt;br /&gt;There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice&lt;br /&gt;To change myself, I'd rather die&lt;br /&gt;Though they will not understand&lt;br /&gt;I won't make the greatest sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;You can't predict where the outcome lies&lt;br /&gt;You'll never take me alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no slave&lt;br /&gt;Are you feeling brave?&lt;br /&gt;Or have you gone out of your mind?&lt;br /&gt;No more games&lt;br /&gt;It won't feel the same&lt;br /&gt;If I hold my anger inside&lt;br /&gt;There's no meaning&lt;br /&gt;My soul is bleeding&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of your kind&lt;br /&gt;One suggestion, use your discretion&lt;br /&gt;Before you label me blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away&lt;br /&gt;There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice&lt;br /&gt;To change myself, I'd rather die&lt;br /&gt;Though they will not understand&lt;br /&gt;I won't make the greatest sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;You can't predict where the outcome lies&lt;br /&gt;You'll never take me alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;s&gt;alive&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;s&gt;alive&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;s&gt;alive&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;s&gt;alive&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;s&gt;alive&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;s&gt;alive&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;s&gt;alive&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;s&gt;alive&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-8545516594151496396?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/8545516594151496396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=8545516594151496396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8545516594151496396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8545516594151496396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m &lt;s&gt;Alive&lt;/s&gt;'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-6177766536292121222</id><published>2008-12-04T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T17:51:40.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hypocrite</title><content type='html'>Noun 1. &lt;u&gt;hypocrite&lt;/u&gt;- a person who professes beliefs and opinions that he or she does not hold in order to conceal his or her real feelings or motives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  a person who feigns some desirable or publicly approved attitude, esp. one whose private life, opinions, or statements belie his or her public statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. : a person who acts in contradiction to his or her stated beliefs or feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A person who engages in the same behaviors he condemns others for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) A person who professes certain ideals, but fails to live up to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) A person who holds other people to higher standards than he holds himself.&lt;br /&gt;The only reliable product of an organized religion is a flock of hypocrites who feel that only *their* hypocrisy is divinely sanctioned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go understand them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-6177766536292121222?l=iamsaintsinner.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-2987627367447476623.post-737093984125517431</id><published>2008-12-02T13:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:23:44.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new</title><content type='html'>sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new problem is ticking us off. all due to stupid raden. such comments are sensitive but yet he made it the opposite. and so, im connected to this story. you ppl are fucking stupid. wanna so something stupid have to pull me along. what did i do to you guys that i deserve this? that stupid fucker (raden) is so fucking stupid, told mieze that miss rara called her bitch. and so nice... he said oh, "yunos` friend." kau peh bodoh otak mati nya jantan... want to escape so simple... poke nama aku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the reason why PPL DONT LIKE RADEN... i should beat you up in the toilet or maybe in class infront of everybody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not one not two but a bunch... imagine the numbers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class is crumbling, far worst than london bridge fallin. im witnessing... no im connected to it... how the americans blamed osama bin laden... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh what the fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-737093984125517431?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/737093984125517431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=737093984125517431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/737093984125517431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/737093984125517431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/12/new.html' title='new'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-3304777102072852648</id><published>2008-11-30T13:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:49:36.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>herbs</title><content type='html'>expensive herbs brought across the border made into one and gives one happiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they are just herbs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-3304777102072852648?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/3304777102072852648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=3304777102072852648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3304777102072852648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3304777102072852648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/11/herbs.html' title='herbs'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-4229767365228950521</id><published>2008-11-28T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T19:42:10.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>floorball update</title><content type='html'>ok... i cant be a player for floorball.&lt;br /&gt;so freaking tiring la kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to play the striker... cannot shoot... not like pikachiu, he can just wack the ball fast and hard.&lt;br /&gt;so i tried playing the midfield... ok i can pass the ball well... but NO STAMINA!!! play on court for 2 minutes rest for 10 minutes... dammit.&lt;br /&gt;and then i tried to play the defender. i let 3 goals in... (sorry ah keeper) i dont even know my positioning. rabak rabak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the goal keeper is the best position i can play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course... i'll be playing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-4229767365228950521?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/4229767365228950521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=4229767365228950521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4229767365228950521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4229767365228950521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/11/floorball-update.html' title='floorball update'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-3559415747703612106</id><published>2008-11-27T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T01:56:15.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what my name means</title><content type='html'>What Yunos Means&lt;br /&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.&lt;br /&gt;You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.&lt;br /&gt;You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.&lt;br /&gt;And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.&lt;br /&gt;You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;i&gt;(so the same as nadia's, so i think this is crap!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.&lt;i&gt;(ok i like this part so true abt me)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so overall i THINKS ITS CRAP... my blog readers, do you think its true?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-3559415747703612106?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/3559415747703612106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=3559415747703612106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3559415747703612106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3559415747703612106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-my-name-means.html' title='what my name means'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-172535961725339646</id><published>2008-11-27T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T01:26:16.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok rephrase...</title><content type='html'>lemme rephrase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i broke up with my GF cos of what you think... what i meant was... you guys had the same idea... well almost there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accused me bitching ard with other girls and accused me of being the spy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea the fucking cbox shit is giving you guys the wrong idea and that wrong idea gave you guys a wrong impression. SO WHY THE FUCK CANT YOU JUST ASK!!!??? its not wrong to ask BUT NO... YOU PPL HAVE TO ASSUME AND MAKE UP STORIES AND MAKE ME LIKE THE BAD MAN... so if im the bad man, whos the robin? if you really want to do so... ITS SIMPLE... THERE ISNT A NEED TO MAKE UP STORIES AND ACCUSE ME OF ANY WRONG DOINGS!!!! no need... simple as ABC and 123... just tell me and shut the fuck up! *catch my drift?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what... i catch your drift, you guys dont want to talk to me, i dont mind. i feel you man. i feel you ppl (and why the fuck im talking like this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dont worry... i do my own things and i promise you i wont bother you guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks anyway... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what do you want now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-172535961725339646?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/172535961725339646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=172535961725339646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/172535961725339646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/172535961725339646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok-rephrase.html' title='ok rephrase...'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-5824110609113037414</id><published>2008-11-25T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:47:36.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh hello</title><content type='html'>eh hello...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck lah... i broke up with my GF is because of what YOU THINK!!!! OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what you want now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-5824110609113037414?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/5824110609113037414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=5824110609113037414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5824110609113037414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5824110609113037414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/11/eh-hello.html' title='eh hello'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-27300933310441804</id><published>2008-11-25T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:42:43.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT THE FUCK</title><content type='html'>ok here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive just cooked a can of campbells chicken soup... so warm... no its hot... the way i like it and i saw my pc with the kids playing and when i look at the msn... mieza said... she won the war with YUNOs... so respecting the kids... i called and check with her whats wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAD I GOT THIS... "SO YOU ACTUALLY CONTACTING MJ" DONT YOU THINK THAT ACTUALLY PISSES ME OFF?!!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH FUCK IT LAH... WHAT YOU WANT TO THINK, GO ON AND THINK WHAT YOU WANT TO THINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST FUCKING LEAVE ME ALONE... FUCKING SHIT HEADS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-27300933310441804?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/27300933310441804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=27300933310441804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/27300933310441804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/27300933310441804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-fuck.html' title='WHAT THE FUCK'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-5736339081724663213</id><published>2008-11-25T09:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:35:35.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>low...</title><content type='html'>this is how low people can think of me... suspecting me as a spy for someone else outside the class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suspected = assume and assume always means ACCUSE... &lt;--- well thats my defination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... thats suspect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Main Entry:  1sus·pect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pronunciation: \ˈsəs-ˌpekt, sə-ˈspekt\ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Function:adjective &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. regarded or deserving to be regarded with suspicion :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. to believe (someone) to be guilty without having any proof &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. to think (something) to be false or doubtful:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Noun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a person who is believed guilty of a specified offence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adjective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not to be trusted or relied upon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh what the heck... google the word suspect...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-5736339081724663213?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/5736339081724663213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=5736339081724663213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5736339081724663213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5736339081724663213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/11/low.html' title='low...'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-4709864883377400038</id><published>2008-11-14T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T18:56:23.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>floorball</title><content type='html'>today was my 1st day for floorball training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its fun and... i dont know what to say... let the photo do the talk... its not that terrible anyway... just photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SR1YSk1AIQI/AAAAAAAAACU/7byrx7scrCo/s1600-h/14112008_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SR1YSk1AIQI/AAAAAAAAACU/7byrx7scrCo/s320/14112008_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268464215240220930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the ball hit my arm... thats the minimal result... it was bright red anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SR1YTcv2anI/AAAAAAAAACk/3Z16Da8LDRI/s1600-h/14112008_008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SR1YTcv2anI/AAAAAAAAACk/3Z16Da8LDRI/s320/14112008_008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268464230250998386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one unlucky shot hitting my finger leaving it like as how you can see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SR1YTFxzyCI/AAAAAAAAACc/RoNAR96PMMw/s1600-h/14112008_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SR1YTFxzyCI/AAAAAAAAACc/RoNAR96PMMw/s320/14112008_004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268464224085198882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;try be on your knees for 30-45minutes... if its not red like mine... you can replace me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SR1YTmLotrI/AAAAAAAAACs/R1P_u0bhL6k/s1600-h/14112008_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SR1YTmLotrI/AAAAAAAAACs/R1P_u0bhL6k/s320/14112008_011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268464232783460018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and who says wearing helmet wouldnt hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SR1YTzdzQ3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/z_ulmXTDlJk/s1600-h/14112008_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SR1YTzdzQ3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/z_ulmXTDlJk/s320/14112008_009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268464236349309810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is little maiza trying on the helmet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-4709864883377400038?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/4709864883377400038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=4709864883377400038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4709864883377400038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4709864883377400038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/11/floorball.html' title='floorball'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SR1YSk1AIQI/AAAAAAAAACU/7byrx7scrCo/s72-c/14112008_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987627367447476623.post-7225909453307351030</id><published>2008-11-14T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:03:48.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i?</title><content type='html'>what am i...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again i want to stress of what i have done which anyone would see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the things i didnt do everyone would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is this? &lt;br /&gt;lemme ask you this? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-7225909453307351030?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/7225909453307351030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=7225909453307351030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/7225909453307351030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/7225909453307351030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-am-i.html' title='what am i?'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-1313211195286754006</id><published>2008-11-08T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:10:48.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt; TO YOU,&lt;br /&gt;FROM ME... &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna love you, and treat you right&lt;br /&gt;I wanna love you, every day and every night&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together, with a roof right over our heads&lt;br /&gt;We'll share the shelter, of my single bed&lt;br /&gt;We'll share the same room, ALLAH provide the bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this love, is this love, is this love&lt;br /&gt;Is this love that I am feeling &lt;br /&gt;I wanna know, wanna know, wanna know now&lt;br /&gt;I got to know, got to know, got to know now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing and able&lt;br /&gt;So I throw my cards on your table&lt;br /&gt;I wanna love you and treat you right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna love you, every day and every night&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together, with a roof right over our heads&lt;br /&gt;We'll share the shelter, of my single bed&lt;br /&gt;We'll share the same room, ALLAH provide the bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this love, is this love, is this love&lt;br /&gt;Is this love that I am feeling &lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I know, yes I know, yes I know now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing and able&lt;br /&gt;So I throw my cards on your table&lt;br /&gt;See I wanna love you, I wanna love and treat&lt;br /&gt;You right, I wanna love you, every day and every night&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together, with a roof right over our heads&lt;br /&gt;We'll share the shelter, of my single bed&lt;br /&gt;We'll share the same room, ALLAH provide the bread&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-1313211195286754006?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/1313211195286754006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=1313211195286754006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1313211195286754006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1313211195286754006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-you.html' title='for you'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-1480681228873383871</id><published>2008-10-30T10:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:11:37.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgotten?</title><content type='html'>they seem to forget WHAT I HAVE DONE FOR THEM.&lt;br /&gt;for all the remember IS MY BAD ATTITUDE OR COLD SHOULDERS TOWARDS THEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean what the fuck... do you remember when we go out like that? or do this? or do that? or go here there everywhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when you PPL SEE SOMEONE ELSE DOING IT... ALL YOU PPL CAN SEE IS IM NOT THE GOOD PERSON... I NEVER DO THIS I NEVER DO THAT I NVER WHAT FUCK LAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously... have you ever remembered?&lt;br /&gt;did you remember when times are hard and who was there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you remember when you need someone to talk to and who was there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK ALL THIS SHITS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you cant remember... (come to think abt it) good then. just forget, no need to have a vivid thoughts abt me... no need to have good thoughts... no need to have like oh yunos like this yunos like that... all they can remember is... fuck lah yunos macam sial... or what fuck... better for you. &lt;br /&gt;i take it as a compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;p.s oh YEAH (to you) IM CUTTING ALL TIES WITH YOUR FRIEND.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-1480681228873383871?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/1480681228873383871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=1480681228873383871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1480681228873383871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1480681228873383871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/10/forgotten.html' title='forgotten?'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-6479670636952982566</id><published>2008-10-29T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:54:53.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camwhoring</title><content type='html'>ever see police officer cam whoring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like literally in the toilet like the girls did it... like the reservist have nothing to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out... all thanks to DAVID NG PAK LAY... cb peh daud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQh2PQN2tQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_8K674sKgXo/s1600-h/29102008_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQh2PQN2tQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_8K674sKgXo/s320/29102008_004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262586169005618434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;above david and me trying to pose with the handgun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQh2PNQyMDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/eLacYeI7lZU/s1600-h/29102008_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQh2PNQyMDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/eLacYeI7lZU/s320/29102008_003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262586168212598834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;david and me taking the photo while azhar looking in disgust....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQh2O0cYX9I/AAAAAAAAABs/Xcg1AbXRVsY/s1600-h/29102008_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQh2O0cYX9I/AAAAAAAAABs/Xcg1AbXRVsY/s320/29102008_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262586161550352338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and me trying taking alone but forgot to switch off the flash&lt;br /&gt;check out the perut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQh2O7OCzhI/AAAAAAAAABk/ODS-b_KVfWo/s1600-h/29102008_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQh2O7OCzhI/AAAAAAAAABk/ODS-b_KVfWo/s320/29102008_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262586163369266706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as usual me and david&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQh2OlZPBTI/AAAAAAAAABc/87XEKe2sJ4A/s1600-h/29102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQh2OlZPBTI/AAAAAAAAABc/87XEKe2sJ4A/s320/29102008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262586157510624562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this is the best one ever&lt;br /&gt;sexy uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQh3nUuQu2I/AAAAAAAAACM/7AOr7npkPEY/s1600-h/29102008_006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQh3nUuQu2I/AAAAAAAAACM/7AOr7npkPEY/s320/29102008_006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262587682043771746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in the end azhar joining us for the photo... idiot&lt;br /&gt;check out that tummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQh3nInwYYI/AAAAAAAAACE/7cHdkMOutH0/s1600-h/29102008_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQh3nInwYYI/AAAAAAAAACE/7cHdkMOutH0/s320/29102008_005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262587678795260290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this pic wasnt that nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and so thats the life story of me and david cam whoring in the toilet with our hand guns posing for fun. CB you david... you influence me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"officers in toilet cam whoring"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-6479670636952982566?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/6479670636952982566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=6479670636952982566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6479670636952982566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6479670636952982566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/10/camwhoring.html' title='camwhoring'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQh2PQN2tQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_8K674sKgXo/s72-c/29102008_004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987627367447476623.post-3428938867932264095</id><published>2008-10-28T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:42:58.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quitting</title><content type='html'>i msg ah tan today saying im quitting school. usually he would reply "ok Yunos" with the happy tone... so i was waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during lunch.. he actually called me and asking me why i wanna quit. he was concern "aawwwww" so he was like talking abt wasting time not going school and he said is a waste ive been in the class then suddenly feel like quitting and it was not good idea... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah that lecture... ZZZZZzzzZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he did mentioned that... my class going to be bored without me... BUAHAHAHAHAHAAHA BUAHAHAHAHAAH BUAHAHAHAHAHAAH right &gt;_&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah i told him my reasons and he said.. ok you take few days off and think properly. he was scared that i couldnt cope... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice ah he... very good teacher but yet... the class step on his head as if he was literally not there. sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-3428938867932264095?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/3428938867932264095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=3428938867932264095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3428938867932264095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3428938867932264095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/10/quitting.html' title='quitting'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-2628811052865250461</id><published>2008-10-28T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:31:59.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end</title><content type='html'>its the end of syawal... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally the celebrations ended, with no more rushing to whose house or which house is important or who to go out with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly (why frank?) speaking, i dont give a crap abt house visiting. if im interested with whom i wanna go out with i'll do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah its fun collecting green "pao", but... just not me. i dont quite like crowds but im making myself to be in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah... since its ok... no point fretting over it.&lt;br /&gt;and it was fun going out with you guys... whoever you are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-2628811052865250461?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/2628811052865250461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=2628811052865250461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2628811052865250461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2628811052865250461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/10/end.html' title='the end'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-4803024448977631428</id><published>2008-10-28T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:10:20.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shadow Z</title><content type='html'>ah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th was yesterday and i went out with her to catch a movie. tropic thunder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so yeah watched and i was racing against time cos of work, good pay $40/4hrs. so why not?&lt;br /&gt;went all out despite the drizzling and met up with hamza, hasdi and whos the guy cant remember the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my many years since i wore "baju kurung" and "songkok" buahahaah check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQaqa6KjTjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/lHcvYwWkBBA/s1600-h/27102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQaqa6KjTjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/lHcvYwWkBBA/s320/27102008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262080593895837234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny right... hahah with the songkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah this is the logo on the cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQaq7efKCJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gFmfjUFR-g0/s1600-h/27102008_006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQaq7efKCJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gFmfjUFR-g0/s320/27102008_006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262081153401751698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to get one which is not so clear lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we work and work and laugh and laugh and joked and joke till the end of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQaq7s4v2hI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YB1qg_QTxBE/s1600-h/27102008_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQaq7s4v2hI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YB1qg_QTxBE/s320/27102008_005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262081157267184146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which got me, hasdi and hamza totally tired.. here's the outcome(nah maryam tengok lah kamu sepuas puas.... dont worry i will upload more in the future post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQarD_-a9xI/AAAAAAAAABU/E3S7E_K3jw0/s1600-h/27102008_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQarD_-a9xI/AAAAAAAAABU/E3S7E_K3jw0/s320/27102008_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262081299830208274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and hasdi (hamsome mode)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQaq7xm_lyI/AAAAAAAAABE/r43cP0ScKTM/s1600-h/27102008_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQaq7xm_lyI/AAAAAAAAABE/r43cP0ScKTM/s320/27102008_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262081158534895394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and hasdi (ugly mode)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQaq701aNkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/e7oS8iINqhk/s1600-h/27102008_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQaq701aNkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/e7oS8iINqhk/s320/27102008_003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262081159400666690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and hamza, the siblings (as so was said from a friend of mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQaq7mjKVdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/t0Y43be6Qjw/s1600-h/27102008_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQaq7mjKVdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/t0Y43be6Qjw/s320/27102008_004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262081155566032338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and hamza (ugly siblings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah thats what happen when we served ppl their drinks and only hasdi came to school... hahah sorry ah babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im ouf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-4803024448977631428?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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/_qyYLgc9Gvns/SQaqa6KjTjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/lHcvYwWkBBA/s72-c/27102008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987627367447476623.post-976764995661890678</id><published>2008-10-25T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:12:59.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprisingly sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;what have i done to make eyes tears?&lt;br /&gt;she came to my blk and to meet up for 5 mins... and it was really not in the right time after i quarreled with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so she told me theres something on my bike... and yeah sorry to disappoint her but i didnt go down asap and told her to go home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later afterwards... i came and saw theres a full bloomed rose and a some cookies i teared. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did she came so far just for this?&lt;br /&gt;why did she do all this?&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took it home, my mom saw and immediately she took the rose and put in a cup of water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im touched really, im captivated. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im lost... still, not knowing whats going on and whats going to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a msg came... stating to restart everything again... start over again...&lt;br /&gt;i dont know really... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i or should i not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is not the matter, trust is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-976764995661890678?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987627367447476623.post-699661232358660944</id><published>2008-10-23T10:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:17:11.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moodless</title><content type='html'>yo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats mood? &lt;br /&gt;how can you be moody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was moody since yesterday. i dont know why. and i dont even want to go work yesterday. but i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came back from work yesterday and i slept immediately. &lt;br /&gt;didnt bathe didnt eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;and i got miss calls...&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i woke up early morning thinking of going to school... and it seems... im moodless again. in fact i dont have the mood to type in here. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh i see if i want to go school later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care then&lt;div 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title='moodless'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-3642885076179407198</id><published>2008-10-22T16:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:18:04.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>torture</title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;you gave me mental torture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im crying inside. &lt;br /&gt;im crying now.&lt;br /&gt;i cry to sleep&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-3642885076179407198?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/3642885076179407198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=3642885076179407198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3642885076179407198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3642885076179407198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/10/torture.html' title='torture'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-3308586902183625250</id><published>2008-10-17T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T12:23:04.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desecration Smile</title><content type='html'>(check out the vid clip... so simple yet so expensive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All alone, I'm by myself&lt;br /&gt;Love a girl bad for my health&lt;br /&gt;Seen it all through someone else&lt;br /&gt;(Love a girl bad for my health)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated but undisturbed&lt;br /&gt;I serenaded by the terror world&lt;br /&gt;I sound obscene and he's never heard&lt;br /&gt;(Serenaded by the terror world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life on fire with a new lifestyle, O&lt;br /&gt;Desecration Smile, Desecration&lt;br /&gt;Someone means you got to be yourself&lt;br /&gt;Desecration Smile, Desecration Smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disintegrated by the rising sun&lt;br /&gt;I'm rolling back into oblivion&lt;br /&gt;And I'd like to think that I'm your number one&lt;br /&gt;But I (Roll back into oblivion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to leave but I just can't stop&lt;br /&gt;Broken wreckage, only love I got&lt;br /&gt;Heavy metal playing in your truck&lt;br /&gt;(Broken wreckage only love I got)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life of crime with a moonlight star&lt;br /&gt;Desecration Smile, Desecration&lt;br /&gt;Someone admits you got to be yourself&lt;br /&gt;Descration Smile,.Desecration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spreading love, smiling struggle&lt;br /&gt;Hard to know your beautiful, it goes to you&lt;br /&gt;Wind is blowing down my road&lt;br /&gt;I really find just what you roll, it goes to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the meaning when it falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Quick to finish, but I'm slow to start&lt;br /&gt;Love you better than the meadowlark&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm (Slow to finish but I'm quick to start)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life of crime with a moonlight star&lt;br /&gt;Desecration Smile, Desecration&lt;br /&gt;Someone admits you got to be yourself&lt;br /&gt;Descration Smile,.Desecration&lt;br /&gt;Seal your time with a new lifestyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-3308586902183625250?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/3308586902183625250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=3308586902183625250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3308586902183625250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3308586902183625250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/10/desecration-smile.html' title='Desecration Smile'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-1656789865852162179</id><published>2008-10-17T12:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T12:20:42.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>visiting</title><content type='html'>today is going to be the day that my class is going out for visiting Jalan Raya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im already not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;all cos of that fuck and she have to give in... always. even when they are seperated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe shes right... we are not meant to be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant take it if my love is giving in to her ex... giving in to all the demands.&lt;br /&gt;might as well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-1656789865852162179?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/1656789865852162179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=1656789865852162179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1656789865852162179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1656789865852162179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/10/visiting.html' title='visiting'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-2249951722666189593</id><published>2008-10-02T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T12:04:45.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raya surprise</title><content type='html'>2nd day of raya... woke up early in the morning at 8 to play torncity. then back to sleep... then woke up at 10... (i dont see why am i typing this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhu, i was playing game and i received a sms... from gary saying that the results are out. so i was expecting, of course BIG F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was there going through the ite portal, have to go through the login process twice... fark i can forget my password... shit head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhu, so i was going slowly how to get my results and i found the link and theres where i suddenly... feel nothing else but me and the PC. everyone behind me seems to be everywhere but they dont sense me here... and time was ticking slowly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there... i click with a very loud CLICK NOISE like a big bang...*cbloiocmk* click+boom= cbloiocmk.. haha only nura understand this part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there once i click... i eyes was wide open to SEE THAT I ACTUALLY PASS(remembering my lame man terms on CMN) i ACTUALLY PASS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PASS WITH A FUCKING LOW GPA POINTS 1.43 i bet im last in class.... freaking hell... so much wanna be 2 in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I PASS!!!!!!!! HHHOOOOOOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday 1day of raya... i actually get DUIT RAYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SGD$80 and RM$12...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhhoooooooo!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-2249951722666189593?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/2249951722666189593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=2249951722666189593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2249951722666189593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2249951722666189593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/10/raya-surprise.html' title='raya surprise'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-924209736946336491</id><published>2008-09-29T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:41:16.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hari raya HHOOOOO!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>yo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been sometimes i have not been update in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st things 1st... break fast outing was fantastic. hamza, fairuz, hasdi, xiang long(hell yeah he was there), glenn and partner, shidah, firah, lyha and friend. haha it was fun. ate at simpang bedok and went gaylang serai. hahaha lots of fun for me and the rest of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, got my phone navigator!!!! nokia 6210 navitagor. new phone for this raya yo... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow is raya yo!!! dont know why singapore is one day later. whatever is it... hari raya yo!!! hoooo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok next update hasdi is making new outing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-924209736946336491?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/924209736946336491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=924209736946336491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/924209736946336491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/924209736946336491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/09/hari-raya-hhooooo.html' title='hari raya HHOOOOO!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-4077212789545905926</id><published>2008-09-20T21:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:16:13.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"stay"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/j2fSKINMS9/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/j2fSKINMS9/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/vbA6pu/music/IxYvSTfo/lisa_loeb_stay/"&gt;Stay - Lisa Loeb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;you say I only hear what I want to.&lt;br /&gt;you say I talk so all the time so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I thought what I felt was simple,&lt;br /&gt;and I thought that I don't belong,&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;now that I am leaving,&lt;br /&gt;now I know that I did something wrong 'cause I missed you.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I missed you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you say I only hear what I want to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I don't listen hard,&lt;br /&gt;I don't pay attention to the distance that you're running&lt;br /&gt;or to anyone, anywhere,&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand if you really care,&lt;br /&gt;I'm only hearing negative: no, no, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I turned the radio on, I turned the radio up,&lt;br /&gt;and this woman was singing my song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;the lover's in love, and the other's run away,&lt;br /&gt;the lover is crying 'cause the other won't stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of us hover when we weep for the other who was&lt;br /&gt;dying since the day they were born.&lt;br /&gt;well, this is not that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I think that I'm throwing, but I'm thrown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I thought I'd live forever, but now I'm not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you try to tell me that I'm clever,&lt;br /&gt;but that won't take me anyhow, or anywhere with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;that I was naive,&lt;br /&gt;and I thought that I was strong.&lt;br /&gt;I thought, "hey, I can leave, I can leave."&lt;br /&gt;but now I know that I was wrong, 'cause I missed you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said, &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"You caught me 'cause you want me and one day you'll let me go."&lt;br /&gt;"you try to give away a keeper, or keep me 'cause you know you're just so scared to lose.&lt;br /&gt;and you say, "stay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say I only hear what I want to.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-4077212789545905926?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/4077212789545905926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=4077212789545905926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4077212789545905926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4077212789545905926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/09/stay.html' title='&quot;stay&quot;'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-5160053821914763525</id><published>2008-09-19T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:06:38.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>test</title><content type='html'>yo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that everyone's blog that i read it has to be the same thing "i dont think i can score, i dont i can make it, i dont think i did well, i think and i think i think i cant make it...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK YOU PEOPLE RAMBLING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camone its not like you people going to fail... not like me for instance. i fuck up during my lessons and i fuck up during my exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so do me a favour stop your complains and wait for the results.&lt;br /&gt;dont be like me old enough to be your uncle then start schooling again and mix with the school kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking hell... i thought as i went over to read your blogs i can find something interesting to read on and yet i see the same whole shit thing.&lt;br /&gt;you people never seem to impress me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet i have to initiate. fucking shits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of the profanities... been 3 weeks i have not been cursing.&lt;br /&gt;well... this should be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for school... to see if i get to be with the same 1F or new class... but whatever it is... i have to find someone for me to insult/disturb/tease/laugh at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is a must. ok now its time for me to play new game... combat arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cow-chow-wtf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-5160053821914763525?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/5160053821914763525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=5160053821914763525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5160053821914763525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5160053821914763525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/09/test.html' title='test'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-5821187672061224949</id><published>2008-09-15T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T11:41:31.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poems</title><content type='html'>yo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just remember had composed some poems... for you viewing pleasure. but i had a few more and i cant remember where i put it. tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The wanderer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wanderer who wanders around,&lt;br /&gt;Wandering everywhere his feet takes him,&lt;br /&gt;Greeting every soul every time he meet,&lt;br /&gt;Making his life a little less entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking here and there with an empty thought,&lt;br /&gt;Walking aimlessly down the road,&lt;br /&gt;Only times that he would stop,&lt;br /&gt;To clear this mind with a doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way he come to a halt&lt;br /&gt;With sudden things comes to his thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly he remembered all the his problems,&lt;br /&gt;Things that made him suffered all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A problem that made him realize,&lt;br /&gt;Not to trust people so much,&lt;br /&gt;Trying so hard just to find a friend,&lt;br /&gt;Who turn out to be another fiend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To an innocent act someone would bad-mouthed,&lt;br /&gt;Telling the whole world about the act&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing about the truth,&lt;br /&gt;Making the wanderer feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day has passed just thinking about his problems,&lt;br /&gt;To his relief that’s all history&lt;br /&gt;Smile came back to his pitiful face,&lt;br /&gt;And now back to his never-ending journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=========================================================================&lt;br /&gt;How long more&lt;br /&gt;Till the day to come&lt;br /&gt;Seperating Us&lt;br /&gt;Through the years we've done,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tale of Two&lt;br /&gt;With a stong bond&lt;br /&gt;Due to infavourable moments&lt;br /&gt;Now its all gone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came a man&lt;br /&gt;During those years&lt;br /&gt;A happy ending intentions&lt;br /&gt;That's what she yearns,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone another one&lt;br /&gt;Who's once Foolish&lt;br /&gt;A self-sacrificer&lt;br /&gt;Just to see the end accomplish,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An advice&lt;br /&gt;To those out there&lt;br /&gt;Cherish the ones&lt;br /&gt;Who's always been there&lt;br /&gt;For all you know&lt;br /&gt;In all your life&lt;br /&gt;There's an Angel&lt;br /&gt;Always there by your side...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-5821187672061224949?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987627367447476623.post-4903465006973014109</id><published>2008-09-15T10:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:14:52.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go away</title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt; get out... go away its what you want not me.&lt;br /&gt;dont ever talk to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ever think of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah... you can eat the whole cupcakes when i get them and put it on your doorstep. or maybe i should just dump it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is. you just forget it. no more. thats all no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget me and forget you thats what you want your CALL your CHOICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM GLAD THAT YOU HAVE MORE TIME WITH YOUR FRIENDS NOW. GOOD CHOICE FOR YOU. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-4903465006973014109?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/4903465006973014109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=4903465006973014109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4903465006973014109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4903465006973014109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/09/go-away.html' title='go away'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-9105353036864311989</id><published>2008-09-14T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T16:54:01.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new background</title><content type='html'>new back ground HHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-9105353036864311989?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/9105353036864311989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=9105353036864311989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/9105353036864311989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/9105353036864311989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-background_14.html' title='new background'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-1751988312980063499</id><published>2008-09-11T00:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:43:17.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she is gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She's Gone - Steel Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She's gone,&lt;br /&gt;Out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I'm to blame,&lt;br /&gt;I was so untrue.&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without her love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life&lt;br /&gt;There's just an empty space.&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams are lost,&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting away.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady, won't you save me?&lt;br /&gt;My heart belongs to you.&lt;br /&gt;Lady, can you forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;For all I've done to you.&lt;br /&gt;Lady, oh, lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's gone,&lt;br /&gt;Out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, she's gone.&lt;br /&gt;I find it so hard to go on.&lt;br /&gt;I really miss that girl, my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back into my arms.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so alone,&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm down on my knees.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady, oh, lady.&lt;br /&gt;My heart belongs to you.&lt;br /&gt;Lady, can you forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;For all I've done to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-1751988312980063499?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/1751988312980063499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=1751988312980063499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1751988312980063499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1751988312980063499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/09/she-is-gone.html' title='she is gone?'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-3593567693297282725</id><published>2008-09-11T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:25:12.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a message from me to you EC 1F</title><content type='html'>yo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys, i would like to appreciate to know you guys for these few months the laughs and the fucks i gave.&lt;br /&gt;i had new experiance as i am an uncle to you people in class and a class rep. i know i didnt do a good job but... what the heck eh.&lt;br /&gt;i believe my fate is to retake CMN and DPA next semester. so im taking this aportunity(how the fuck you spell that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to the muslims in EC 1F, slamat beraya and slamat bepuasa. and please forgive me of my sins to what i have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please have an enjoyable life with the rest and CHI HEI(black) will be your class rep... hahahahaha i believe he will only take care of some people only. hahahahaah *paisehpaiseh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so have a good life ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours sincerely&lt;br /&gt;your godPA&lt;br /&gt;Mohd Yunos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-3593567693297282725?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/3593567693297282725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=3593567693297282725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3593567693297282725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3593567693297282725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/09/message-from-me-to-you-ec-1f.html' title='a message from me to you EC 1F'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-8587708384101886659</id><published>2008-09-11T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:16:10.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>exams came and i study last minute... just like the old me. everything all last minute. now im having this paranoid thinking that i will have to repeat both my CMN and DPA... well see you next semester. well at least i can confirm its not paranoid thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday was my CMN... what date was it again? 8th sept 2008. i had a crash course study with firah hasdi shidah with HONG MENG... haha&lt;br /&gt;but as what arab told me is kinda true... it happen to him so i believe it happen to all... at the last really minute u cramp all the words/formulas and trying hard to remember them, when it comes to the papers itself... everything will all be gone... it happen to me... fark. i was cursing thorough out the paper... dont know whether daniel or chi hei heard me say fark like 10 times in one minute... for 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was DPA... on wed 10th/09/08... cool ah. anyway yeah so that night before the exams, i went out to meet daniel and xiang long to study DPA... and they were helpful... *hats off and bow* &lt;br /&gt;and sorry hasdi la sey... didnt know and cant remember to call you cos i generalize everyone would think the same. like i invited hamza and glenn most of the time to have group study but... they would either turn up late or wont be there. cant blame la if they dont want to join us.&lt;br /&gt; but then again... i still think i would repeat the whole semester again. goody me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its fasting month and she is acting weird... not calling me nor smsing me. i called and its like few minutes talk and either im busy or shes tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well what to do. it comes to a conclusion i have to make or take.. then i will.&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-8587708384101886659?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/8587708384101886659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>new background</title><content type='html'>i need new background... period&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-6329108189686728679?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/6329108189686728679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=6329108189686728679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6329108189686728679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6329108189686728679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-background.html' title='new background'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-378212791238073668</id><published>2008-09-01T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:55:43.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LeT aLL i hAVe liVEd bE aS iF It wERe a dREaM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's something about the look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Something I noticed when the light was just right&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me twice that I was alive&lt;br /&gt;And it reminded me that you're so worth the fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest fear will be the rescue of me&lt;br /&gt;Strange how it turns out that way, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you show me dear... Something I've not seen?&lt;br /&gt;Something infinitely interesting&lt;br /&gt;Could you show me dear... Something I've not seen?&lt;br /&gt;Something infinitely interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres something about the way you move&lt;br /&gt;I see your mouth in slow motion when you sing&lt;br /&gt;More subtle than something someone contrives&lt;br /&gt;Your movements echo that I have seen the real thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your biggest fear will be the rescue of you&lt;br /&gt;Strange how it turns out that way, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you show me dear... Something I've not seen?&lt;br /&gt;Something infinitely interesting&lt;br /&gt;Could you show me dear... Something I've not seen?&lt;br /&gt;Something infinitely interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Love hurts &lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it's a good hurt &lt;br /&gt;And it feels like I'm alive &lt;br /&gt;Love sings &lt;br /&gt;When it transcends the bad things &lt;br /&gt;Have a heart and try me &lt;br /&gt;'cause without love I won't survive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-378212791238073668?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/378212791238073668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=378212791238073668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/378212791238073668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/378212791238073668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/09/let-all-i-have-lived-be-as-if-it-were.html' title='LeT aLL i hAVe liVEd bE aS iF It wERe a dREaM'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-1784261006228670453</id><published>2008-08-31T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T19:52:12.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentosa</title><content type='html'>30th august,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we, 1/5 of the class went to sentosa trip/fun/leisure.&lt;br /&gt;it was whole lot of fun even there was the MINIMAL, like me, hasdi, hamza, glenn, sam, daniel and kevin for the guys. as for the girls... firah and shidah was only there. luckly they invited another girl from DIFFERENT CLASS and she TURNED UP. well upon reaching there... called afew and they last minute cancel the show, and of course the ever famous never called never answer or show up the last minute ppl. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met my daling at my block and rushed to VICOM to check on her bike and rushed to changi to change cap but... shop happen to open up anytime in the afternoon. and then rushed again to t.mart to shop some snacks which i believed the class wont bring anything, which they didnt of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fetch hamza and went back to my block... daling was there to follow ard. i went back home and took my stuffs and off to harbour front interchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once we reached there(in sentosa of course) thanks to kevin we HAD TO WALK all the way to the end of SILOSO beach in the SUPER HOT SUN... got sunburn even before entering the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah we played soccer, volley ball and freesbie(spelling check pls) at the same time... hahaha u just have to be there to know it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait no longer as it was super damn hot and jump into the cooling sea i went. super nice lah once u got into the sea... hahaha hunks of ec 1f... hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it was raining in the end when we abt to leave... it was time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously im still having fever since thursday. up till now. only yesterday it was my worst state before i sleep. well what to expect from half day swimming in the sea and having fun. dont mind at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... next outing its going to be a secret... wait for my "secret msg"&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-1784261006228670453?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/1784261006228670453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=1784261006228670453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1784261006228670453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1784261006228670453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/08/sentosa.html' title='sentosa'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-3670808267161153621</id><published>2008-08-28T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:19:20.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet nothings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;-When a Girl is quiet ...&lt;br /&gt;millions of things are running&lt;br /&gt;in her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When a Girl is not arguing ...&lt;br /&gt;she is thinking deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When a Girl looks at u&lt;br /&gt;with eyes full of questions&lt;br /&gt;... she is wondering&lt;br /&gt;how long you will be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When a Girl answers&lt;br /&gt;' I'm fine '&lt;br /&gt;after a few seconds&lt;br /&gt;...she is not at all fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When a Girl stares at you&lt;br /&gt;... she is wondering why you&lt;br /&gt;are lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When a Girl lays on your&lt;br /&gt;chest ... she is wishing for you to&lt;br /&gt;be hers forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When a Girl wants to see you&lt;br /&gt;everyday...&lt;br /&gt;she wants to be pampered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When a Girl says&lt;br /&gt;' I love you ' ...&lt;br /&gt;she means it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When a Girl says&lt;br /&gt;' I miss you ' ...&lt;br /&gt;no one in this world can&lt;br /&gt;miss you more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Life only comes around&lt;br /&gt;once make sure u spend it&lt;br /&gt;with the right person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find a Guy,&lt;br /&gt;-Who calls you beautiful&lt;br /&gt;instead of hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who calls you back when&lt;br /&gt;you hang up on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who will stay awake&lt;br /&gt;just to watch you sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wait for the guy who ...&lt;br /&gt;kisses your forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who wants to show you&lt;br /&gt;off to the worldwhen you&lt;br /&gt;are in your sweats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who holds your hand in&lt;br /&gt;front of his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who is constantly&lt;br /&gt;reminding you of how much&lt;br /&gt;he cares about you and&lt;br /&gt;how lucky he is to have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who turns to his friends&lt;br /&gt;and says, ' That's her!! '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-3670808267161153621?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/3670808267161153621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=3670808267161153621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3670808267161153621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/3670808267161153621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-girl-is-quiet.html' title='sweet nothings'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-8110373906472047305</id><published>2008-08-25T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T00:26:30.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no non sense....</title><content type='html'>NURA IS FULL OF...!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;period&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-8110373906472047305?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/8110373906472047305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=8110373906472047305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8110373906472047305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8110373906472047305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-non-sense.html' title='no non sense....'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-4549858174775814543</id><published>2008-08-17T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T01:33:57.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hooked...</title><content type='html'>yo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so hooked at this game TORN CITY.&lt;br /&gt;i would play before school after school and anytime or everytime. it takes me 2-3 hours to recharge the game energy so i would play the game like 3-4 times aday... god... im so ADDICTED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you guys have no idea... this is what im talking abt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.torncity.com/register.php?XID=906146"&gt;http://www.torncity.com/register.php?XID=906146&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just click and sign up and thats all...  and u might be addicted like i do. well i know i have 2 friends having the same feeling like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;join us...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-4549858174775814543?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/4549858174775814543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=4549858174775814543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4549858174775814543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4549858174775814543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/08/hooked.html' title='hooked...'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-2725845158442528532</id><published>2008-08-10T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T23:38:13.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not to forget</title><content type='html'>oh oh oh not to forget... another favourite of mine yo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zo52T7uKOJU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zo52T7uKOJU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST CHECK IT OUT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-2725845158442528532?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/2725845158442528532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=2725845158442528532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2725845158442528532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2725845158442528532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-to-forget.html' title='not to forget'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-4497556872096678883</id><published>2008-08-09T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T02:16:55.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>princes of the universe</title><content type='html'>camone peeps... my old time favourite movie and song... it just turns me on lah by listening and remembering the movie... and the same time... remembered my father. we used to watch it together as long i can remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RnrXiaPVeHY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RnrXiaPVeHY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-4497556872096678883?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/4497556872096678883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=4497556872096678883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4497556872096678883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4497556872096678883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/08/princes-of-universe.html' title='princes of the universe'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-8098312308382246302</id><published>2008-08-08T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T14:04:27.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day celebration...?</title><content type='html'>what the FARK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend few hours in school talking cock and telling my ghost stories to hamza and hasdi at the opposite block of macpherson ite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before smoking i was eating western delight fish and chips with whipped potato and hotdogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before that was watching some stupid indenial host forcing herself that it was a good concert and rubbish performance... what the FARK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before that was watching soccer game at the field with the standard of kids playing at void decks. might as well give them the plastic BALL!!!! forgoodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought we were to have pun playing games or participate in some last minute competion and so i told hasdi and hamza to tu prepare their p.e shirt and shorts... and in the end... well in the end it was a big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;FARK!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore... i am hoping for more of this kind of things which can build up my skills in insulting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ITE&lt;/span&gt; go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SINGAPORE&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-8098312308382246302?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/8098312308382246302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=8098312308382246302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8098312308382246302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8098312308382246302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/08/national-day-celebration.html' title='national day celebration...?'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-2131608764877289636</id><published>2008-08-05T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T19:48:25.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>humans</title><content type='html'>dear humans,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please sit down and read my blog and please digest it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am trying to point out something you humans do, is it humanity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me begin,&lt;br /&gt;i understand how you humans feel when/upon hating someone else. i feel your loathe and i also loathe a person on he or she reaction. we may do share the same impression on someone's expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, do we have to put that person down so low that you have to gang attack? you hate you ignored what else do you need to do? you want to drive someone crazy  till that someone commit suicide? do you have to chase that person down to the very last wormhole just to see someone suffer? is that what you call humanity? is that what you call sanity? lets talk religiously, do our religion say you must kill that person till you are satisfy? and what is satisfaction to you? you have made that someone realise their mistakes, thats good. so what more? why cant you forget it and just ignore them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sad to see you gang attack that someone. put yourself in that position, and i came along and attack you till you drop and cry and BEG for mercy and i wont even stop. HOW would YOU FEEL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please as a human im beg your favour, just stop whatever you are doing. once is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really do need to dispose that person... come to me and tell me how would u want it? i be gladly to help you for a price that you cant even pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please... be a human, we all are. lets treat human like human... not like animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your friend&lt;br /&gt;best regards&lt;br /&gt;yours sincerely&lt;br /&gt;yours truely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mohd Yunos&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-2131608764877289636?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/2131608764877289636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=2131608764877289636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2131608764877289636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2131608764877289636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/08/humans.html' title='humans'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-7532889415718099376</id><published>2008-08-01T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T00:20:05.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear...</title><content type='html'>Dear FEMALES,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i beg of u... if u were to have ur period coming... or should i say mood swings... please please buy a PUNCHING BAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we guys are not ur punching bag just because we love u or just because we are ur hubby. or simply just because u girls MUST HAVE THE period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not ur fault and not our FAULT that we have to be taking all the shits just because of the mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please... just because of UR MOOD SWINGS... we end up quarreling... that is not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regards and pure love woman lover,&lt;br /&gt;on behalf of whole world of men,&lt;br /&gt;Mohd Yunos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-7532889415718099376?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/7532889415718099376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=7532889415718099376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/7532889415718099376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/7532889415718099376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/08/dear.html' title='dear...'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-8769521530844138559</id><published>2008-07-27T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:02:02.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolate cake in 5 mins</title><content type='html'>yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out... 5 mins cake... what a chocolate wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean if u wanna eat a cake and lazy to go out.. why not try this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u dont mind i mean... ur own creation which is not good to eat... why not let others taste and die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool isnt it... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll be getting more on recipes and post it here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dizzy-dee.com/recipe/chocolate-cake-in-5-minutes"&gt;http://www.dizzy-dee.com/recipe/chocolate-cake-in-5-minutes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dizzy-dee.com/"&gt;http://www.dizzy-dee.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-8769521530844138559?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/8769521530844138559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=8769521530844138559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8769521530844138559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/8769521530844138559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/07/chocolate-cake-in-5-mins.html' title='chocolate cake in 5 mins'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-1337717773408700628</id><published>2008-07-27T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:30:30.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a.r.g.h</title><content type='html'>argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having test tomorrow and i cant study... why do i have to take all 3 test in 3 weeks... eh wait... last week i didnt go due to sickness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leceh ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must learn must must must&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-1337717773408700628?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/1337717773408700628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=1337717773408700628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1337717773408700628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1337717773408700628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/07/argh.html' title='a.r.g.h'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-6514568905190396102</id><published>2008-07-26T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:15:20.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kampung</title><content type='html'>today i went back to my cuz kampung to PLUCK durians...&lt;br /&gt;and pick up rambutans...&lt;br /&gt;spend couple of hours only actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I PURPOSELY PICK UP THE ROTTEN CEMPEDAK JUST TO BE SARCASTIC TO MY MOM... cos she knows i hate durians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes DURIANS LOVERS... I AM THE DURIAN HATER... for he who love durians will be hated by and shall feel my loathe forever!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to the story... yeah bitten by an army of mosquitos, platoon of RED ants and a whole lots of unknown insects but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm gonna fight 'em off&lt;br /&gt;        A seven nation army couldn't hold me back&lt;br /&gt;        They're gonna rip it off&lt;br /&gt;        Taking their time right behind my back&lt;br /&gt;        And I'm talking to myself at night&lt;br /&gt;        Because I can't forget&lt;br /&gt;        Back and forth through my mind&lt;br /&gt;        Behind a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;        And the message coming from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;        Says leave it alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Don't want to hear about it&lt;br /&gt;        Every single one's got a story to tell&lt;br /&gt;        Everyone knows about it&lt;br /&gt;        From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell&lt;br /&gt;        And if I catch it coming back my way&lt;br /&gt;        I'm gonna serve it to you&lt;br /&gt;        And that ain't what you want to hear,&lt;br /&gt;        But that's what I'll do&lt;br /&gt;        And the feeling coming from my bones&lt;br /&gt;        Says find a home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I'm going to Wichita&lt;br /&gt;        Far from this opera for evermore&lt;br /&gt;        I'm gonna work the straw&lt;br /&gt;        Make the sweat drip out of every pore&lt;br /&gt;        And I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding&lt;br /&gt;        Right before the lord&lt;br /&gt;        All the words are gonna bleed from me&lt;br /&gt;        And I will think no more&lt;br /&gt;        And the stains coming from my blood&lt;br /&gt;Tell me go back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;YES NOT EVEN A 7 NATION ARMY COULDNT HOLD ME BACK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i won... of course... with lots of red patches on my body...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol... and i suffer lah scratching all over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-6514568905190396102?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/6514568905190396102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=6514568905190396102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6514568905190396102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6514568905190396102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/07/kampung.html' title='kampung'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-2177274102203174554</id><published>2008-07-26T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T21:54:08.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new added list</title><content type='html'>ok didnt know what happen to firah blog and i replace her's with mieza.&lt;br /&gt;was surprise to see that she came and asked me to "tag" her...&lt;br /&gt;so yeah sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch myself act in the show "Troy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buahahahahaahah im achilles, remember that... lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-2177274102203174554?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/2177274102203174554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=2177274102203174554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2177274102203174554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2177274102203174554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-added-list.html' title='new added list'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-6587715809929926312</id><published>2008-07-25T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T20:46:09.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>firah blog</title><content type='html'>apparently firah's blog is done for...&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope she can bring up and update more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading peoples life are very interesting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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blog'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-3060354710993170386</id><published>2008-07-25T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T20:30:51.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post</title><content type='html'>hi... it seems that not much ppl view or read or leave comments or whatsoever in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how ah... how to make ppl drop by my page?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm i will ponder on this... but nothing much really... i think i change the background pic first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;MY BABY IS COMING SOON-HHHOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;How much longer should daddy wait, baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to me please!!! i know you will... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall think of a name for u babe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-4839626465661647549?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/4839626465661647549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=4839626465661647549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987627367447476623.post-1857171779798308211</id><published>2008-07-23T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T21:58:42.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yaasin</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yaasin,  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walqura-nilhakim.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Innakala minalmursalin.    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A'lasiratil mustaqim.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tanzilal azizirrahim.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Litunziraqaumamma unzila aba uhum fahum ghafilun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-1857171779798308211?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/1857171779798308211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=1857171779798308211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1857171779798308211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/1857171779798308211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/07/yaasin.html' title='Yaasin'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-5508178531135737628</id><published>2008-07-16T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:56:25.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:green;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:green;"   &gt;Three  Questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:green;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:green;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There was a  young man who went overseas to study for quite a long time. When he returned, he  asked his parents to find him a religious scholar or any expert who could answer  his 3 Questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Finally, his parents were able to find a Muslim scholar.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOung  man: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Who are you? Can  you answer my questions? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SchoLar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I am one of  Allah (SubHana Wa Ta`ala)'s slaves and Insha-Allah (God willing), I will be able  to answer your questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOung  man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Are you sure? A  lot of Professors and experts were not able to answer my question s.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SchoLar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I will try my  best, with the help of Allah (SubHana Wa Ta`ala). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOung  Man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have 3  questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Does God exist? If so, show me His shape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. What is  thaqdir (fate)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. If shaitan (Devil) was created from the fire, why at the  end he will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;be thrown to hell that is also created from fire. It certainly  will not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hurt him at all, since Shaitan (Devil) and the hell were created  from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Did God not think of it this far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Suddenly,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the SchoLar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; slapped the young  man's face very hard. Young Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(felt pain): Why do you get angry at me?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SchoLar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I am not angry.  The slap is my answer to your three questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Taho;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Taho;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOung  Man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Taho;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Taho;font-size:10;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I really don't  understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SchoLar:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How do you  feel after I slapped you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOung  Man: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Of course, I felt  the pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SchOlar:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So do you  believe that pain exists? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOung  Man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SchoLar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Show me  the shape of the pain!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOung  Man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I cannot.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SchoLar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That is my  first answer. All of us feel God's existence without being able to see His  shape... Last night, did you dream that you will be slapped by me?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOung  Man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SchoLar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Did you  ever think that you will get a slap from me, today? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOung  Man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SchoLar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That is takdir  (fate) my second answer........ My hand that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;used to slap you, what is it  created from? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOung  Man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It is created  from flesh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SchoLar:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How about  your face, what is it created from? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOung  Man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Flesh.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SchoLar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How do you  feel after I slapped you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOung  Man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;In pain.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SchoLar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That's it. This  is my third answer, Even though Shaitan (Devil)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and also the hell were  created from the fire, if Allah wants, insha-Allah (God willing), the hell will  become a very painful place for Shaitan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah  said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;'If you are  ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you.' If you are not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ashamed, pass this  message on... only if you believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes, I love Allah. Allah is my  fountain of Life and My Savior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Allah keeps me going day &amp;amp; night.  Without Allah, I am no one. But with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Allah, I can do everything. Allah is my  strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;May HE help u to succeed... [Ameen]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-5508178531135737628?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/5508178531135737628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=5508178531135737628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5508178531135737628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5508178531135737628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/07/three-questions.html' title='Three Questions'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-5152658421087596822</id><published>2008-07-16T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:37:15.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>studies...</title><content type='html'>yo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant keep up with CMN... big problem im having yes i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i certainly dont even understand what is going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i come to class i would day dream or just cant understand... my (just like william said) its my attitude. not only mine... everyone's&lt;br /&gt;conflicts and quarrels are in the in thing now.&lt;br /&gt;after one another... she tried to talk i refuse... he tried to talk i refused...&lt;br /&gt;needless to say... i cant converse with u guys anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how anymore... im sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been me like this all along and no i cant change and no im VERY STUBBORN...&lt;br /&gt;if its sensitive u call it or Merajuk... its purely up to u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah to have a class like this... wheres my 6 jahannam... it would be good if they are ard... miss those times... all the fights and cover ups and yeah all the fun... (thinking of the past)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... please i dont wish to start any bad impression or what soever i dont know what word to use... if u wanna take everyone away from me... by all means, i wont stop u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take it please, take it away from me for ur happiness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-5152658421087596822?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/5152658421087596822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=5152658421087596822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5152658421087596822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5152658421087596822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/07/studies.html' title='studies...'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-2499454430834565988</id><published>2008-07-14T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:39:52.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To whom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To whom it may concern,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am writing this out of concern. i would like to ask for a&lt;/span&gt; HUGE &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;favour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;Huge &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;favour which is that.. I'm asking u&lt;/span&gt; NOT TO BEG. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;please do not beg for anything. if that beg were for me... im asking &lt;/span&gt;PLEASE &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont like the idea of &lt;/span&gt;BEGGING &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;a little something&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what is it to you that you have to BEG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry... please&lt;/span&gt; Dont. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truely&lt;br /&gt;Saint Sinner&lt;br /&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/2987627367447476623-2499454430834565988?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/2499454430834565988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=2499454430834565988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2499454430834565988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/2499454430834565988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-whom.html' title='To whom...'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-5460791283604712955</id><published>2008-07-05T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:37:43.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school</title><content type='html'>school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its reopening on Monday... and im yet cashless... and jobless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh what 3 weeks of holiday... its nothing. waste every minute of it... sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school... lets quit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-5460791283604712955?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/5460791283604712955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=5460791283604712955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5460791283604712955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/5460791283604712955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/07/school.html' title='school'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-6526720576924051886</id><published>2008-07-04T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T02:49:30.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how soon is now?</title><content type='html'>I am the son&lt;br /&gt;And the heir&lt;br /&gt;Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar&lt;br /&gt;I am the son and heir&lt;br /&gt;Of nothing in particular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; You shut your mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; How can you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I go about things the wrong way ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I am Human and I need to be loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Just like everybody else does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the son&lt;br /&gt;And the heir&lt;br /&gt;Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar&lt;br /&gt;I am the son and heir&lt;br /&gt;Oh, of nothing in particular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shut your mouth&lt;br /&gt;How can you say&lt;br /&gt;I go about things the wrong way ?&lt;br /&gt;I am Human and I need to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Just like everybody else does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; There's a club, if you'd like to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; You could meet somebody who really loves you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; So you go, and you stand on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And you leave on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And you go home, and you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you want to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; When you say it's gonna happen "now"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Well, when exactly do you mean ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; See I've already waited too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And all my hope is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shut your mouth&lt;br /&gt;How can you say&lt;br /&gt;I go about things the wrong way ?&lt;br /&gt;I am Human and I need to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Just like everybody else does&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-6526720576924051886?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/6526720576924051886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=6526720576924051886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6526720576924051886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/6526720576924051886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-soon-is-now.html' title='how soon is now?'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-7134401657657556007</id><published>2008-07-04T01:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:20:50.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sayang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i put it in here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sad that ur sad...&lt;br /&gt;im angry when u think bout him&lt;br /&gt;i cried in my sleep thinking,&lt;br /&gt;how much more can i cope&lt;br /&gt;how long more will you be&lt;br /&gt;thinking of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart...&lt;br /&gt;its broken&lt;br /&gt;wielded and broke again...&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; I wanted you to know, I love the way you laugh&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you high, and steal your pain away&lt;br /&gt;I keep your photograph, and I know it serves me well&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you high, and steal your pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome&lt;br /&gt;And I don't feel right when you're gone away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta win, you don't feel me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst is over now, and we can breathe again&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you high, and steal my pain away&lt;br /&gt;There is so much left to learn, and no one left to fight&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you high, and steal your pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Coz Im broken, when I'm open&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like that I'm strong enough&lt;br /&gt;'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome&lt;br /&gt;And I don't feel right when you're gone away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Coz I'm broken, when I'm open&lt;br /&gt;And I don't feel like that I'm strong enough&lt;br /&gt;'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome&lt;br /&gt;And I don't feel right when you're gone away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome&lt;br /&gt;And I don't feel right when you're gone away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome&lt;br /&gt;And I don't feel right when you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta win, you don't feel me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-7134401657657556007?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/7134401657657556007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=7134401657657556007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/7134401657657556007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/7134401657657556007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/07/sayang.html' title='sayang...'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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-2987627367447476623.post-4801299633428540320</id><published>2008-07-04T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:23:07.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;break up, patched up and then... world war quarrel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... and all cos of another person&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987627367447476623-4801299633428540320?l=iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/feeds/4801299633428540320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2987627367447476623&amp;postID=4801299633428540320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4801299633428540320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987627367447476623/posts/default/4801299633428540320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsaintsinner.blogspot.com/2008/07/relationship.html' title='relationship'/><author><name>Life.Crisis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218570937626656219</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></feed>
