<?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-6362220</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:10:14.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xsilence.is.what.i.am.being.madex</title><subtitle type='html'>the everyday story of my life..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>222</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-112341829439218939</id><published>2005-08-07T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T20:38:14.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.finaltraceofinnocence.blogspot.comgo go go!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/112341829439218939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/112341829439218939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112341829439218939' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-112288025293534278</id><published>2005-08-01T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T15:10:52.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:did you have a delightful?:.happy 221st post. but sadly.i moved dumbasses.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/112288025293534278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/112288025293534278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112288025293534278' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-112202757364884334</id><published>2005-07-22T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:19:33.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:like, WHATEVER:.i SWEAR on mother earth my head will burst any minute with one more crap from you.sooooooooooooooooooooo. anyway, i got some of my results back. like, *SIGH*. yes, yes. go ahead and laugh at me for the next 365 minutes. i failed GP. like failed horribly. in fact, i got the lowest in the class. i think so lah. cause i didnt hear any marks lesser than a 34. yes, a 34. ill spell it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/112202757364884334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/112202757364884334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112202757364884334' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-112158779474954077</id><published>2005-07-17T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T16:23:44.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:starstrucked:.weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. yesterday wassssssssssssssssssss a bitch. yes. the whole day was a bitch. we had the racial harmony celebration shit in the morning. the children were freakking funny. hahahahahahha. like bloody enthu liddat. luckily we didnt get the secondary school kids. or elssseeee, surely face some major attitude problem. haha. the kids were cute la.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/112158779474954077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/112158779474954077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112158779474954077' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-112134569963741017</id><published>2005-07-14T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T20:54:59.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!:.breaking my back! eh. that reminds me of a song. breaking my back just to know yourrr nammmeeee. AHA. ok. todayyyy. i did not go sentosa. :(. we had to come back to PJC yet AGAIN to complete the float design thing. welllllllllllllllllll. actually i thought it was cool larh. so renu called me at 8 and asked where i was which actually i was in bed snoring my ass off and she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/112134569963741017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/112134569963741017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112134569963741017' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-112118589625562966</id><published>2005-07-12T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T00:33:46.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:Z-blocker:.the title of my entry was ripped from my dsb filter cable. i totally dunno what title to think of larh. so anyway. heres a recap of what ive been doing and what i might be doing ah.sunday.met mai in the late afternoon. studied at coffeebean jurong point. read school for scandal. thanks to her, i understand the whole of act1 clearly. lai lai, ask me the about the characters. sure i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/112118589625562966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/112118589625562966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112118589625562966' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-112089004959313420</id><published>2005-07-09T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:26:19.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:ive got so many problems, no one else thinks you can solve them:. I wish I could go away and just fly.If they don't care,Then why should I?Sometimes the trigger-I wanna pull it,Die, end it all with a bullet.And just when I'm very close to the edge,trying hard not to lose my head,I looked up and said: "God, why?I work hard and I tried,to forget all that's happenedand move on, ignoring everyone's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/112089004959313420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/112089004959313420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112089004959313420' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-112030505623789729</id><published>2005-07-02T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T19:50:56.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:young and depressed:.haha. mxpx ah. aper lagik.ok. i SO missed blogging bout my birthday. thanks to urm. my brother who brought the laptop to camp. sheeeeeeeeeesh. so lemme tell you people what presents i gottttt. heeeeeee. so exciting! okok. my brother! he. eh. he didnt even wish me. my best friend! she wished me the next day cause she was sick. errrr, and i didnt even make it to school cause </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/112030505623789729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/112030505623789729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112030505623789729' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111970957404340399</id><published>2005-06-25T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T22:30:15.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:ERMMMMMMMM:.okay. WHAT A DAY. k not today. i meant yesterday. lemme tell you how my day went.well. i went to meet ariffin like, in the morning. cause i had a date with maria~ heee. and SO, after messaging ariffin and telling him where to meet me, i left for woodlands. and SO, we met, and BLABLABLA talk talk talk and he even allowed me to use him as a make up model. HEHE. wahhh, he let me use </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111970957404340399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111970957404340399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111970957404340399' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111950804557688717</id><published>2005-06-23T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T14:27:25.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:thrusday:.omg. yah. its like SOOO thrusday. argh. i havent done a single ounce of homework. i totally dunno where to start either. and the only thing i remember about school is, 'school reopen = exam'. oh goddddddddd. itu jer lahhhh. it keeps ringing in my bloody bloody head i tell you. i panic, but dunno where to begin. mati lah matiiii. hmmm. and still, ader hati nak kluar. darn. hmmm. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111950804557688717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111950804557688717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111950804557688717' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111926700518742090</id><published>2005-06-20T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T22:18:21.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:OH GOSH!:.before i start typing anything, i just want you to know, BLADI BLADI BLADI BLAHHH. I KNOW WHO CARES. MY ASS. KISS MY SCARLET PAPPYKACK MACKINTOSH ASS BABEH. aper 'ye ye'? BANYAK KO PEH LITERATURE? wondering who you sloshed your burdens on this time. HMMMMMM. *wonder wonder wonder*.and thank you to that someone who talked to me last night. although i was crapping alot teasing you about</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111926700518742090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111926700518742090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111926700518742090' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111912040432119507</id><published>2005-06-19T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T02:46:44.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:bam de bang:.ok. im extremely exhausted. met up with tess in the late afternoon. went to get her polaroid film. goddd, it costed her a bomb man. then later tess, me and sakae sat and played say macaroni and tarzan the monkey man. and not forgetting vampire chat and ping pong chat. :)HEH. for all the slowpokes out there who dont understand what i just wrote, theyre name of games. kampung games </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111912040432119507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111912040432119507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111912040432119507' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111900859005474708</id><published>2005-06-17T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T19:43:10.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:just smile and wave boys, smile and wave:.NYEAHAHHAAH. party people hey, its friday nightttt, friday nighttt! monday, tuesday, wednesday, thrusday, friday night! OMG. like sooooo 911. YOU KNOWW. that boyband 911. somewhat in the 60's era i tell you. HAH. ok not. so ANYWAY. yes. its a freaky friday. k maybe not freaky. just fregging. frogging too. k actually i have no idea WHAT im crapping.but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111900859005474708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111900859005474708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111900859005474708' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111865711799628286</id><published>2005-06-13T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T18:05:18.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:ramli dan juli, bercinta satu malam:.BAAAAHHHHH.  back from hiatus. many things have happened. I GUESS. nyeaha. one thing i learnt? i PREFER people with faith. and those who believe in god. yay. heh. so yea. so erm. where shall i start. ntah plak. i want to watch madagascar larh. but dunno when. HEHE. standard ah tu. anyhoos. doxdo nak datang singaporeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. yahooooo. hehe. macam </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111865711799628286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111865711799628286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111865711799628286' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111743874327803831</id><published>2005-05-30T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T15:39:03.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:imagery:.they say a picture tells a thousand words. well. since ill be on hiatus for awhile, may you view what i have in mind. not forgetting. i miss Pe'ah x1234567890. :(.oh the cuteness.almond-ney eyes.that colgate smile.the cuties. HAHAHAHAH.and after. HAHAHAHAH.garage gig on the 18th.substation gig on the 18th and 19th.so yea. take care all. muahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111743874327803831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111743874327803831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111743874327803831' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111727515035150055</id><published>2005-05-28T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T19:04:02.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:rag and bones:.i see skies of red.east island bonanza.i shagged last sunday away at sakae's house. hmmm. cheer pracs on monday. was ok i guess. tuesday i was officially renamed, 'sarah singlet'. HAHAHA. aderlah ceriter di sebaliknyerrrr. wednesday was another sleeeeeeeepy dee doodah day. mai halfway balek pasal saket. so i dozed the day away without her. :(. had cheer pracs after that. which </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111727515035150055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111727515035150055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111727515035150055' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111669051008195477</id><published>2005-05-21T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T23:48:30.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:we make you feeeel alright:.*beats of Nina sky's move your body blasting through the headphones*hermmmmmmm. RECAP!tuesday.as always, i NEVER remember what i did on tuesdays. sheeeeeeeeesh. except for cheer pracs ah.wednesday.hermmm. i cant remember much except about cheer practices? HAHAHA. yah. i and mai are like the base ah. hahahaha. we have to elevate people. haiyu is our flyer and i dunno </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111669051008195477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111669051008195477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111669051008195477' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111625459327684439</id><published>2005-05-16T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T22:56:02.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:immediate action:.my 40 bucks shoe is destroyed. the colours ran. like, OMG. felt so cheated. CHEEZELS betol.oh yes. renu and me ALWAYS take immediate action when Ria brings her starbucks goodies to school. what do we do? we dont harras her lah. Ria knows our stomachs that well i tell you. i love her man. thank you Ria! teeeeheeeee.so school was OK today. Meya didnt come! wah. the looks on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111625459327684439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111625459327684439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111625459327684439' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111608241327175453</id><published>2005-05-14T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T22:53:33.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:ill take you to the candy shop:.ill let you lick the lollipop,go head girl dont you stop,keep going till you hit the spot.WHOA.HAHAHA. have you seen the bloody music vid for that song. like OMG. to think that 50 cent has a kid(named 25 pence). not so surprising. his actually PRICED. hmmmmmmm. haha. but nevermind lah.boy what we do,and where we do,the things we do,are just between me and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111608241327175453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111608241327175453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111608241327175453' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111548327554536790</id><published>2005-05-07T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T00:52:02.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:by the book:.wakkaka. yes yes. still going BY THE BOOK. khekhekhekhe. herm, suddenly i so damn hungry. anyways, have i mentioned how lots of people acknowledge me because of my hair? haha. like, YAAAAAAAA. in the toilet people tegor me just to tell me my hair is nice. and in the class when some kids illegally join our class for lesson, i make new friends all cause of my hair. and my classmate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111548327554536790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111548327554536790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111548327554536790' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111502455887310729</id><published>2005-05-02T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T17:02:38.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:corny me, corny you:.hmmmmmmmm. its raining. or so it rained. yesterday pe'ah was officially 1 year old. *AWE.* hahahahaha. big girlllll. happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to peeeeee' ahhhhhh, happy birthday to youuuuuuu. muahaha. ok. so lemme recap what i did during the weekends.saturday:.slacked at home till afternoon. met saku at buana vista. met tess and ayu at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111502455887310729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111502455887310729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111502455887310729' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111480482050449594</id><published>2005-04-30T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T04:00:20.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:ewah!:.*yawnnnnnnnnn* its urm, close to 3am. i am BORED. cause i woke up. cause pe'ah kept mewing. so i had to layan. and now my eyes besar2 terbelolok. HAIYOH. so lemme summarise AGAIN.tuesday:.errrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmmm. herm, i couldnt remember what i really did today. i dunno why i ALWAYS forget what i do on tuesdays. HMMMM.wednesday:.school was normal. didnt go for MCS. was VERY lazy. hahaha</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111480482050449594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111480482050449594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111480482050449594' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111444328666347516</id><published>2005-04-25T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T23:34:46.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:renuka-smernuka:.today totally rocked. HAHAHAHA. hmmmmm. like how iza said, "ko lebeh rock dari stone ngan pebble sak." HAHA. hmmmmmmmm. aper aper ah.monday blues. i shall not elaborate how renu and i spent our day. HMMMM.renu loves pe'ah. thats for sure. hahahaha. cute la cute. then renu and me went to woodlands. where we laden and laleh sisters were FINALLY separated. ahahahaha. she went to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111444328666347516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111444328666347516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111444328666347516' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111431108254808084</id><published>2005-04-24T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T10:51:22.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:bahhhhhhhhhhhh:.mmmmbek. KWANG3. hahaha. ok. im still sick. thanks to SENTOSA. HMMMMM. ok nevermind. the bling blangs are going every week. like, OMG. hahaha. jangan tarik aku pleaseee. mati aku. my shoulders are peeling like hell! hahaha. terokkkkkkkk mannnnn. its been URMMMM, one week since i updated. TEROK SAK SARAHHHH. hahaha. okok. lemme re-cap.tuesday:.EH WHAT THE HELL DID I DO TODAY. OK </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111431108254808084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111431108254808084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111431108254808084' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111383371180005932</id><published>2005-04-18T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T22:15:11.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:yeeee-hawwww:.ok lemme like SOOOO re-cap what happened the past few days.friday.we had this very lame malay motivational seminar. hence the seminar, it was SUPPOSED to motivate us. and we werent really bothered. cause not one of us were 'second language-ly inclined'. AHAHA. and so the bartley girls had to shush us up like 123456789 times. like, WHATEVER. and we were so goddamned noisy lah. not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111383371180005932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111383371180005932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111383371180005932' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111342021842849487</id><published>2005-04-14T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T03:38:13.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:to the windowwwww, to the wall!:.I SO DID NOT JOIN RUGBY. ahahahaha. dunno larh. lost the WHOLLLLEEEEE interest in it in just a finger snap.its close to 3am in the morning. Renu called me to remind me bout the whoooole geog project lah. so i had to set my alarm to this hour. HARGGGHHH. sleeeeeepy.helped him in his art on tuesday. paket air bandung pun jadikkkkk laaaaahhhh. weeee, im meeting him</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111342021842849487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111342021842849487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111342021842849487' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111302869815785421</id><published>2005-04-09T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T14:38:18.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:balla baby:.you know the definition of a balla?thats me, C-H-I-N-G to the Y. OH haha. how i lurve chingy. NYEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHA.ok, actually im pretty bored. which explains the VERY colourful entry. NYEAHA. ok.my days are smily.VOGUE VOGUE VOGUE.50cent - if i cant.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111302869815785421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111302869815785421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111302869815785421' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111297125740876661</id><published>2005-04-08T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T22:46:56.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:if i cant:.YOU CANT EITHER. omggggg. i sooo went back to my ex-schools' sports heat today at woodlands stadium. whats with girls having their hands all over him. GRRRRRR. GERAM! i mean. there i was, finally plopping myself onto the blue chair after FINALLY getting in and skaliiii he was already running the last 100m. like, MAK KAU JAUH DARI YANG LAIN. serious siakkkkkk. skaliiiiiiiii part nak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111297125740876661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111297125740876661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111297125740876661' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111236865741934144</id><published>2005-04-01T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T01:32:25.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:MUAHAHAHAHA:.OK I LIED. muahaha. i said i wouldve updated but i didnt. ALAH. thats normal. nyehehehe. ANYHOOOOOS. its been like URM. how many days only lah. and ive made like TOOOOOOOOONNNNNNSSSSSSSSS of friends. and theres this other girl in my class by the name of Maisarah. so cause im already using that name, everybody else is supposed to call her mai. and yay! im in blue house. same as Nat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111236865741934144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111236865741934144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111236865741934144' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111190072578917597</id><published>2005-03-27T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T15:09:40.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:ok-ka-la-dey:.k actually i didnt really bother bout the topic. k lemme see. ive been missing out on alot. really. sorry to my fellow loyal readers who have been awaiting a god damn update. so here it is.thrusday:.weeeeee. my OG is SOOOOPER cool lah. hahaha. like, for once, im not in such a 'loser' team. like yannow, everytime cannot dance, dont want to cheer, everybody malu or what. but this is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111190072578917597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111190072578917597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111190072578917597' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111159227389553436</id><published>2005-03-23T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T23:37:53.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:orientasi-orientaso:.ok. orientation day went WELL! for me ah. poor renumultipluscontactcleaner got separated from me. i think i blended well like sambal blachan with everybody lah. theres this indian girl in my class who speaks, sounds and acts exactly like my Vithiyia! and the english literature teacher was a exact replica of mdm louise! her sarcasmmmm. everybody was in the hall for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111159227389553436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111159227389553436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111159227389553436' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111145265778893066</id><published>2005-03-22T08:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T09:23:11.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:OMFG!:.haha. waiting for the posting results was like waiting for your O level results all over again. the pressure of not getting to go where you wanted is there lah. for some one like me, who listed only one pathetic choice and ridiculously left eleven other choices blank, got so damn lucky today. i feel really lucky. yes. i got innnnnnnnnnn. yessssssssss. books and teachers, here i come! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111145265778893066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111145265778893066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111145265778893066' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111131699556753035</id><published>2005-03-20T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T19:16:39.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:oh i am iron man:.wah. sexy sexy sexy.HMMMM. semalam, SUNGGUH mendak. duit BURN. burn baby burn. passed thee present. and oh yahhh. i thought we all got badges for free or something. until i saw what kai was blowing. MAK DATOK. DISGUTSING. kasik tiga pulak tuuuuuu. HAIYOH. come on lah. im too young to be given that. hah. wahhh. now my voice croaky! croak croak croak. nyahahaha. thanks to sakae </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111131699556753035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111131699556753035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111131699556753035' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111121477181575286</id><published>2005-03-19T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T14:46:11.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:PENING:.IYA DONGGGG. kepalaku sungguh pening. pening macam naek rollercoaster kat UK funfair. HAHA. bedek habes. dah tentu tak pernah pegi. muahahahahaha. haiiiiiiii. my mater kuyu.i want to sleep. saku and me were make-up-ing umaira the other day. nak tengok takkkkkkkk. hahahaha. jeng jeng jeng! cute tak cute?we were playing kiddy cards yesterday. and er, im always and will always be the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111121477181575286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111121477181575286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111121477181575286' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111096957912263341</id><published>2005-03-16T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T18:39:39.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>-disco inferno!-shake shake shake that ass girrrrlll. boy.ok. got back from sakae's. after which i bummed my ass over there and we silly-ly did some VERY funny recordings. HA-HA. only our lucky lovable cousin farah and family dapat dengar our recordings. not forgetting our ever bubbly aunty hawa. hehehehehehe. she claims she wants to sell our voices. CHISSSS. HAHAHA. kurangggg-seem. but for her, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111096957912263341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111096957912263341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111096957912263341' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111065435718066359</id><published>2005-03-13T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T03:05:57.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>-ueberwacht.-muaaaaaaaaahaha. what a topic. is that german or what?! haha. then again, pasal aku lah kalau nak topic french ker german ker russian. but wooo. russian would be nice. BAHAHAH. k, lemme re-cap what i did the past 2 days lah eh.friday.after MUCH split decisions, we ended up going to PP. hmmm. unfortunately for the URM, younger community(HAHAHAHA), many where not allowed inside. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111065435718066359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111065435718066359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111065435718066359' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111052182477317818</id><published>2005-03-11T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T14:17:04.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:LEMME TELL YOU ALL A STORY:.hahaha. ok THAT WAS LAME. hahah. but yeala.lemme tell you all a story of this binatang yer.i told Pek'ah a joke. and she laughed.continuously.she laughed so loud she hid from the camera.she tried to whack the camera away.but i whacked her to shut up instead.HAHAHAHAHHAHA. GELAK BETOLLLL. k taklah. kesian kucing aku kene whack.HAHA. not. bertuah betol dapat tido dalam</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111052182477317818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111052182477317818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111052182477317818' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111043257738790055</id><published>2005-03-10T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T15:19:58.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:its warmer in hell so down we goooo:.kenaper la mak aku pepandai sign me up for another art course. yak allahhhhhhhhhh. punyerlah irritating. i want to sleeeeeeeeep. chis. and i have to go for some BLOODYYY art course on the 19th. some pottery painting or something ar. CRAP. next week kan tu. haiyahhhhhhhhhhh. LAZY LAZY LAZY.anyways, congratulations toooooooo *drum rolls*NURFADILLAHBTEROHMATfor</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111043257738790055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111043257738790055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111043257738790055' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111036080761402558</id><published>2005-03-09T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T17:33:27.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:are you ready to be liberated?:.yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. all you people dont jealous ah okay. why? cause i already download 5, five, F-I-V-E distillers video ahhhhhhh. wakkaakka. susah ah nak downloaddddd. i know you all read this you all damn jealous right. nyeeeeeeeeeeeeee. ON AH ON. and if you all oso want the vid dennnnnn. KEYNOT! khekhehek. depends ah if i friend you or not. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111036080761402558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111036080761402558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111036080761402558' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111026290222753593</id><published>2005-03-08T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T14:21:42.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:your going down down baby:.ohhhh yeaaaaahhh. im gonna bring you down to chinatown babeh. wakak.LA-MAOOOOOOOOOOOOO.hmmm. lemme see. boring nyer. i just woke up. hmmmm. and its already 2 in the afternoon uh. still nobody call me. wakakka. okok.YESTERDAY,i went to change my handphone operator from that bloody m1 to starhub. so now my incoming alllllllllllllllllllllllllll freeeee. CALL ME </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111026290222753593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111026290222753593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111026290222753593' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-111008911331565139</id><published>2005-03-06T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T14:11:48.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:alah sis kite semue jambu lah:.NYEEEEEEEEEEEE.haha. thats what fidah said. hmmmmm. YERLAH! macam ajer. kalau jambu sangatttttt, dot dot dot. so lemme see what i did for erm. the past two days ah. summer-rised.friday.lepak under block.sakae came over.spent my only 10 bucks left at MC's.saturday.woke up late.went over to sakae's.watch that dumb prelude.went home.aiyooooooooooooooo. my life is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111008911331565139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/111008911331565139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111008911331565139' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110987531617414363</id><published>2005-03-04T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T02:47:08.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:and be that SPECIAL girl:.HAPPY 11th BIRTHDAY FAEQA FIZLA MOHAMED RAJAIE. big girl already ahhhh. chey chey. eqa, if your reading this, you smile big big ahhhhh. got problem come find me. i help you settle. got people bully you oso tell me, i cocok their eyes ahhhh. CHEY. dont cry anymore ahhhh. must step big also ah okay. and oh ya. i love you more than farah. HAAHAHAHAHAHAHA. KESIAN FARAH. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110987531617414363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110987531617414363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110987531617414363' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110978160241881488</id><published>2005-03-03T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T00:51:54.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:obladee.obladaa:.ok. i feel that i have used that for my header before. haaaa. ok. my results are ok la.R4 is 19 including cca. nyeeeeeeeee. dont laugh. pasal la. haha. anyhooos, i got storyyyyyyyyyy.got this guy.ex woodlands wellington under 16 player.he said i was cute.i duno if he is.his dying to meet me.i duno if i should.i know where he works.his quite interesting.his damn funny, as in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110978160241881488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110978160241881488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110978160241881488' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110944279956666637</id><published>2005-02-27T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T12:16:34.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woops. lemme edit this whoooollleeee entry. with fuchsia..:i need a break goddammit:.i guess the new cd by michael buble which my mom bought didnt make any changes to my head. i initially expected my head to deflate after listening to it. but my head seemed to have grown even more. okay fine im exaggerating. what the hoot.i really need it. a break.how unfair the world is.how small this island </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110944279956666637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110944279956666637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110944279956666637' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110888031967449885</id><published>2005-02-20T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T14:18:39.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:rupee:.before the end of the night.i wanna hold you so tight.you know i want you so much.and im so tempted to touch.nyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. aiyo. *smacks forehead*. reggae gone cute kot. bwahahaha. anyhoos. i got back from sakae's house. hmmmm. nasik brani makan day and night sak. fuh. and no, didnt go out to TP open house and the la salle open house. dah la jauh. den another friend said that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110888031967449885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110888031967449885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110888031967449885' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110874635002950704</id><published>2005-02-19T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T01:05:50.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:segitiga di antara kita:.hmm. the title says it all. alaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. bengang nyer. hmm. for those who have not done maths in awhile, solve this.A suker B. B suker C.B tak suker A. C tak suker B.B da start suker A tapi tak sekuat suker C.A+B= tak tahu. B+C= tak tahu.A+C= tinggal daerah samer. (stay same place.)ah. amek ko simultaneous equation nih. mesti fail korang. chis. aku lagik fail.ok </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110874635002950704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110874635002950704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110874635002950704' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110828087016406379</id><published>2005-02-13T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T15:47:50.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:all my friends are murder:.bahaha. i still love sadiq. kalau aku kenal A empat tahun pastu kenal B empat bulan musti aku support A per. mampos ah. BAHAHA. baha men betol. k ah. its time to report pada chong. aperrrrr la nak jadik. why people fight over music. music also selfish. we should be united la dey.*slaps forehead* seriously, its time to whack the wanks. you guys should know who you are.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110828087016406379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110828087016406379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110828087016406379' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110819063250739415</id><published>2005-02-12T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T16:30:10.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:sugarcult:.oh-im-dying. you-kill-me. slit-my-wrist and stab-my-heart. BWAHAHAHA. okok. stoooooop. no la. i just found phrases liddat funny. so yea. i like, SO just woke up. penat laaaaaa. listening to J kwon - tipsy. bwahahaha. hmmm. lemme sum up yesterday for you okayyy.last minute called tess to follow me. bwahaha. LUCKY she come. kalau takkkk. KEKOK NAK MAMPOS. bwahaha. since aku pantat tak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110819063250739415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110819063250739415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110819063250739415' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110808143846492489</id><published>2005-02-11T08:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T08:50:54.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:pop off:.woooo yea. im addicted to that song. nyekekekek. for those who dunno, its joe budden - pop off. nyekekeke. i like hiphop okay. blearghhhh.SEE. POP OFF BENAR.hmm. particularly excited bout the gig today. yes. TODAY. hahaha. friday yes, not saturday. best pren aku main. tapi tak tahu ah band lain aper. nyekekek. nak kater nervous, quite. AHAHAHA. aderla ceriternyer. so yea. nak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110808143846492489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110808143846492489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110808143846492489' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110792351957559714</id><published>2005-02-09T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T13:37:30.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:BODOH PEH BLOGGER:.blogger BODOH. BODOH BODOH BODOH. waste my time blog so freakking longggggggggg. than tak update. shitwipe betol.saturday.k. satuday was a wreck. horrible. music nation sucked. really. only munchies was worth my 8 bucks. yes. i paid for sakae again. HEH. AMALKAN SELALU TAU. and whats with people rambling bout moshing anyways. like,"eh? never mosh ah?""tak masok?""</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110792351957559714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110792351957559714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110792351957559714' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110762609478573949</id><published>2005-02-06T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T02:26:51.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:how wonderful life would be:.i thought i saw you just now.yes.were you the one looking at me.and me looking back at you?cause i think it was you.i really do.i honestly have to say this.i miss our togetherness.i miss you.did a survey.what type of romantic am i.i couldnt seem to copy and paste the link here. so i shall just type what the results were.YOU ARE A TRAGIC ROMANTIC.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110762609478573949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110762609478573949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110762609478573949' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110750047372697999</id><published>2005-02-04T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T17:09:18.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:lemonade:.thanks. thanks for nothing.ok. its been URM. a decade under your influence since i blogged. HAHA. lame nyer. im beginning to realize how lame im becoming. sheeeeesh. so urm. arm. erm. irm. orm. lemme see what should i type. i forgot what the hell ive been doing. oh ya. bumming.have you people seen the advertisements for restaurants nowadays? HAHAHA. punyerla klakar!tepak sirih </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110750047372697999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110750047372697999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110750047372697999' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110693282982246382</id><published>2005-01-29T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T01:27:09.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:holla at me:.i am SO worned out. my eyes are droooooopier as ever. haha. havent slept much i guess. hahaha. hmmm. thats strange coming from me.went to yishun for awhile. then met tess. OI TESS. so sweet sak planet mars. HAHAHA. aweee. i want that planet. siallah. "i have decided to do this the old school way, through a love letter." like, OH MY GOD LA. coming from a guy who looks like an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110693282982246382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110693282982246382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110693282982246382' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110684941871477220</id><published>2005-01-28T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T03:00:45.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:tongue-tied:.SUPER-CALER-FRAGILE-LIPSTICK-AFRO-ALI-DO-CIOUS.haha. im just spelling out what how i think that word is to be pronounced. anyways,THE TAG BOARD IS UP. yea, changed to a new one. even though the new one sucks as equally. haha. tag-board.com is like SO not functioning anymore la. dunno why. HAH.yea. i cant wait to see mocca perform. hahaha. im clapping my hands to the dance </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110684941871477220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110684941871477220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110684941871477220' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110675774997529113</id><published>2005-01-27T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T00:42:29.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:disappointment:.wah. you made it so easy. for me to cross out that is. really. that big shot. and ive decided. it wont. really. no more. just no more. im sorry you have to watch. and feel. but it has to.a tribute to Aretha Franklin's,R.E.S.P.E.C.TSampai kapan kau terus bertahan,Sampai kapan kau tetap tenggelam,                               Sampai kapan kau mesti terlepas,Buka mata dan</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110675774997529113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110675774997529113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110675774997529113' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110663401698859398</id><published>2005-01-25T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T14:25:43.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:see this ice cubes. see this ice creams:.ok. today is another boring day. haha. THATS NORMAL. i also dunno what to blog already. HAHA. hmmm. lemme perah my head ah. *mmmmmm*.ok. im addicted to serenaide's girl from katong. thanks to azimah. haha. everybody is into serenaide. serenaide this, serenaide that. theyre good, theyre hot. theyre blah, theyre blee. so i finally got one of their songs</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110663401698859398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110663401698859398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110663401698859398' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110649302303410119</id><published>2005-01-23T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T13:34:03.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:kasih tak sampai:.STUPID BLOGGER. sway sak. aderla disconnected. and AGAIN im typing this entry for the 3rd time. hmm. the problem with modern technology. sheeesh.so here i am. extremely really entirely feeling jiwang today. but im listening to the old skool rawk of bumi putra rockers. hahaha.dari sinar mata-keunggulan cinta dari sinar mataYang bergeloraHati ditaman berbungaSatu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110649302303410119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110649302303410119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110649302303410119' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110628969247277221</id><published>2005-01-21T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T15:47:03.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:pink spiders:.oh my god. haha. this band is SO good. for all those indie lovers out there. try this band. haha. yea. hmmm. its hard to download, but you can listen to their songs at,http://www.thepinkspiders.com/media.php or http://www.purevolume.com/thepinkspidersyea. theyre really good. im grooving to modern swinger, all the cool girls are dead and hollywood fix. haha. knock knock is nice</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110628969247277221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110628969247277221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110628969247277221' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110620546533499961</id><published>2005-01-20T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T15:17:45.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:semua tak sama:.*from now on, my AHAAAAAAKKKKKKK's will sound screechy. macam dumb blonde gitu. IMAGINE la you bummers.hmm. aku jiwang ah nyari. AHAKKKKKKKK. aper nak buatttt. UMPH. i know you all jeles ah i can blog again. AHAKKKKKKKK. k not. why la pe ah catching her own furr. best la tuh. aku pun nak hidop cam gituk sak. liddat oso fun. bite the plush toy and throw around also fun. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110620546533499961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110620546533499961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110620546533499961' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110614821975452441</id><published>2005-01-19T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T23:23:39.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:AH:.malas sak nak blog. haha. hmm. see first ah. if i not lazy, then i post. hmm. anyways. went out with bloodsisters today. pi nanyang ngan ngee ann. peh kekek. fidah, me and dillah have come up with a new bitch laughter. AHAAAAKKK! (screechingly). damn funny la. saku cannot stop laughing. heh. ok.moms birthdae today. happy birthday momsy. haiz. no present. ala, any other time pun boleh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110614821975452441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110614821975452441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110614821975452441' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110581531119313860</id><published>2005-01-16T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T02:55:11.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:bingit:.freakking pissed. dont ask me why. im not saying.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110581531119313860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110581531119313860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110581531119313860' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110562823159265691</id><published>2005-01-13T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T22:57:11.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:drop it like its hot:.oh my god. i look so freaking hot la. hahahaha. like sooperdeedooperly hot la. haha. bleh tahan lagak aku eh. no ah. i got my contacts la. haha. yesterday actually. but then, i stuggled like hell. and skali one side of the contacts KOYAK. MAKDIKAU. violent sak aku. huahua. stress ah. keynot get into my eye. so i went back to the shop claiming it was already torn when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110562823159265691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110562823159265691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110562823159265691' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110500337597688656</id><published>2005-01-06T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T17:27:02.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:PHEW:.yes. im wiped out. like totally. haha. tired seh.i left for the bank at errrr, 830? haha. around there la. and i didnt bath. hahaha. like what james would say, crusty ah crustyyyy. hahaha. RIGHTTT. heck ah. and there was this GORGEOUS looking policemannn. haha. yealaaa. he looked exactly like abang fadillah siakkk. MAKDIKAU, i couldnt stop smilingggggg. hahaha. how i wished i had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110500337597688656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110500337597688656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110500337597688656' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110482944108879481</id><published>2005-01-04T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T17:04:39.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:BINGIT SAK:.k. i like SO bingit giler babi ah. aderla i happy happy wanna withdraw money just now, then that bank teller tell me i brought the wrong bank book. aku DA AGAK mesti ader ajer tau problem. so i go home, da tebalik satu rumah carik itu bank book. ya allah. masih tak dapat. TAK TAHU LAAAAA. fed up siak. aderla i open my mom nyer drawer, got 15 bank books. ALL HERS. thanks alot laaaaa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110482944108879481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110482944108879481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110482944108879481' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110477791473637945</id><published>2005-01-04T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T02:45:14.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:choices-smoichers:.ok. the title didnt make sense. but once again, what does? haha. so errr. 3 gigs coming up. consecutively. CRAP. yea, 7th, 8th and 9th. and i dunno which one would be worth my time. and money ah. haha.7th jan - capitalism is slaveryUnholy Grave (old school grindcore assault japan)Pisschrist (dis-crust destruction melbourne)Volition (crust-grindcore)Secret 7 (fast </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110477791473637945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110477791473637945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110477791473637945' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110464211111443078</id><published>2005-01-02T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T13:01:51.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:breathing:.and i can feel you breathingggggg. and its keepinggggg me awake. chey chey. k bedek. HOHO. anyhoos, its like, the 2nd of jan. haha. normally people blog on 1st? haha. konon ah special date la tuh. haha, NOT. haha. ok errrrrrrm. im going to sakus house later. mendakkkk sak.i SO went shopping again yesterdayyyy. great robinsons saleeeee. maner boleh miss sak.heh. best ah best. and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110464211111443078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110464211111443078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110464211111443078' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110447885436195157</id><published>2004-12-31T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T16:25:21.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:2004:.haha. okay. i like SO woke up at 1. yummy good sleeeeeeeep. hahaha. was sooo exhausted from our outing yesterday! hahaha. yeala. we had like, the greatest picnic cum mandi hujan ever~. hahaha. yeaaah. im like so tired still. listening to thrash. and im gonna thrash this place if i cant find fooooooddd. pics are up on the side! and by the wayyyy.i love Chica and Mary and Sally and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110447885436195157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110447885436195157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110447885436195157' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110434924315441113</id><published>2004-12-30T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T03:40:43.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:like, oh my god:.yay yay. going out todayyy. haha. just got off the phoney with maria and chica~. hahaha. all the plannings for today! hahaha. yay! its going to be the best picnic of 2004! haha. my only picnic in 2004 la. haha. ah heck la! hehehe. so its gonna be me, sakae, mary, sally aand chica! all the rolling in the sun, the uno games, the cycling! hehehe. its gonna be fun fun funnnnn. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110434924315441113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110434924315441113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110434924315441113' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110430642105218755</id><published>2004-12-29T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T15:47:01.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:missing it:.was looking through the heap of photos collected. the graduation thingy. AWEE. i miss vithima. and renu and gopisan and kunji and farouk and all my tamilA gang. hahaha. yeaaaa. i SO adore them. hahaha. really sia. and i miss wearing my school uniform. haha. next monday is erm, school day for some. honestly, i dont mind repeating if those bunch of thumpheads repeat too. hahaha. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110430642105218755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110430642105218755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110430642105218755' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110426210115407251</id><published>2004-12-29T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T03:28:21.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:over it:3.30am. yes.i feel heavy. my heart that is. hazim says that i help alot of people. but i never help myself. *tear*.is that true? i dont know. maybe it should be that way. this is just a small country. and i have to face that. uh huh. i just like seeing happy endings. but. i never seem to reach my own. nah. its okay. i can smile about it. i guess. but sometimes, i dont like to smile </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110426210115407251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110426210115407251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110426210115407251' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110421296420326519</id><published>2004-12-28T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T14:12:54.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:shooting star that destroyed us all:.yessa. prolly going out tomorrow with .babelicious maria!.satay-sakae!.chic chica chic! hehehe. sakae and chica are starting school sooooonnnnn. haha. we must jalan jalan like mad sia. hehehehe. mom asked me out today. i totally said no la. said i was expecting a phone call. hmmm. you want me to learn my lesson. sure. but you'll be in it too. so i had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110421296420326519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110421296420326519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110421296420326519' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110414895607102719</id><published>2004-12-27T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T20:02:36.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:and so:.and so im grounded. ey not. or so i think. i dunno la. handphone kene tarik. im banned to enter the room where i can get internet. im only online because i told that woman that i need to email an important staff from la salle. which i did. and yea. now nobody can fucking contact me. including her. which is good la. so i can run now. and she cant call. bagus. bagus skali. i checked my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110414895607102719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110414895607102719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110414895607102719' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110407173003103155</id><published>2004-12-26T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T22:51:01.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:urgh:.hmm. many things to say. but after squeezing this selfish heart of mine, i. i. i. erm. i just cant type everything out. so. ill just describe some stuffs that happened today.im so sorry i visited you for such a short while. i feel terribly bad. really, i apologize. i hope i didnt cause any problem either. walau. sell me the tickets but you said id get flowers tooooo. haha. no fair </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110407173003103155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110407173003103155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110407173003103155' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110393968007953939</id><published>2004-12-25T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T13:44:42.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:fault:.haha. there was a problem with blogger. i think. so yea. i can finally blog today. hooray. haha. anyway. nothing interesting has happened i guess. i love hardcore i love thrash. yesssaaa. haha. and grindcore. marry me hafiz. haha. yes. my swedish bastard. hahaha. he has flowered me with grind and thrash, oh i love you so my anti-metal buddy. hahaha. at least SOMEONE hates metal as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110393968007953939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110393968007953939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110393968007953939' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110371182597782403</id><published>2004-12-22T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T18:37:05.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:hooo. countdown:.should i say happy birthday? haha. not sure if i should wish him. hahaha. jahat sak. wish only la. hahaha. kater kawan per. haha. takkan la sore loser sangat. haha. okok.hmmm. countdown to new yearrr. woot. hahaha. best best. so fast 2005. new years resolution anybody? haha. i never wrote or did any. hahaha. malas.haha. ok. so during the late weekends, ive been over at my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110371182597782403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110371182597782403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110371182597782403' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110343499152231577</id><published>2004-12-19T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T13:46:27.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:HAIYO:.WALAU. rad prog 2 damn terok sia. one of the lamest gigs. saku and me met chica at redhill! nyeeeeh. you gorgeous youuuuu. i want your shirt laaaa. that brown brown ngan baju putih dalammm. jealous saya. hahaha. oh ya, wait. TERIMER KASIH ROCKSTAR KU. nyeeeeeeeeh. masok free beb. freeeee. photographer nyer pasal. hahaha. kay ah. the bands were good. then okay. then erm. we went outside </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110343499152231577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110343499152231577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110343499152231577' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110327791626616071</id><published>2004-12-17T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T18:05:16.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:hungry hangra:.yes. im hungry. damn hungy. haha. hmm. i was hopping in myspace when i saw shahira's account sia. haha. got the animal slaughter nyer vid. oh my god. i cried watching the chickens getting their beak lasered of by a hot metal dunno what crap. its really sad. and even if i dont eat pigs, the pigs were horrible. i mean, they were tortured horribly sia. cried at that sight too. they</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110327791626616071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110327791626616071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110327791626616071' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110316563858492371</id><published>2004-12-16T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T10:55:35.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:ahhh:.my heart got punctured.my heart got punctured.my heart got punctured.i tried not to feel that way. but i felt it. im sorry. i didnt know alot couldve happened while we werent in contact. im sorry. but i felt led on. why? was it intentional? dont tell me you werent leading me on. you were. i swore you were. i read her entries. everythings bout you. and you. and you. and how you all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110316563858492371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110316563858492371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110316563858492371' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110309148918748579</id><published>2004-12-15T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T14:21:37.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:bleargh:.hmm. not going out today. except night. mom ask her to follow. crap. k. yesterdayyyy. tak jadik ah ice skating. mahallll dok. haha. so we went shopping at bugis! haha. mat shock sendiri. gerammmm.[dillah and ayu trying on jeans][me and ima sneak to buy air tebu.]apek: ehhh. tepi laaa. orang mahu jalan loooo.sarah: [kasik muker tak happy. ima ketawe sengeh rabak.]eh! lagu saosin</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110309148918748579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110309148918748579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110309148918748579' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110299823408803807</id><published>2004-12-14T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T12:23:54.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:yippee ya yey:.im like SO going out today. yippee. hehehe. going out with petom, salmah ngan hamster. hahaha. yahoooo. ice skating is like, a nono ah. cause it was too expensive. haha. so maybe were going bowling. hehehe. or shopping! hahaha. yea. im so freakking excited. and i dont have to worry much. you know why? cause my mom gave me a curfew till 9.30pm. haha. yea yea, i have curfews. so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110299823408803807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110299823408803807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110299823408803807' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110292164686683082</id><published>2004-12-13T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T21:04:47.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:woooooooooooooooooo:.hee. okay. its a rainy monday. hmmm. im in a good mood today. heeee. yea. dillah ngan aku nyari hyper siakkk. hahah. i loveeee you dillahhhh. hahahahaha. hehe. k giler. hmmmm. kk. lemme start with saturday la.saturday. i went to the radical progression 1 gig with my ROCKSTAR hazim. hahaha. YERLA. hahaha. rambut lawa la. kasut ko pun aku nak pijak la. tapi ko stone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110292164686683082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110292164686683082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110292164686683082' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110271253085722698</id><published>2004-12-11T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T10:23:59.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:summaries:.yes. summed up.im sorry fadillah.tess is succcchhh a lucky girl.someone was being really bitchy. i hope you hair gets caught in some truck and it drags you along the road where your face gets pulled along and scratched by the road. thanks for being a leader. lead and lead and lead people on.havent been online till, now.hating those ever, 'oh-im-so-emo, i-heart-you, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110271253085722698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110271253085722698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110271253085722698' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110223094401118497</id><published>2004-12-05T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T16:02:03.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:adahai:.happy hours hardcore? nah. no happy hours for me. this damn open house took up ALL my time. been bumming my ass of helping mom. and ya. as usual. none of my friends came. hmph. nevermind. expected. hmm. it was my happiest moment. yet you cut me off. and you used to call back. hope the pain your suffereing physically gets worst. and hope she sees the bitch in you. bastard. -------</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110223094401118497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110223094401118497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110223094401118497' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110209596555652906</id><published>2004-12-04T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T01:46:05.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:makdikau:.hoi. da another year pass by since my last entry. k bedek. *yawn*. i havent slept for three days straight. tired siak. attended the course at lasalle. "how to build up your professional portfolio." ah. heh. so tomorrow is the last day. eh no. today ah. since its 1 in the morn. yea. so we were supposed to start at 10? but they shifted it to 2. so that we could prepare our portfolios </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110209596555652906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110209596555652906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110209596555652906' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110155212693460333</id><published>2004-11-27T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T19:35:26.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:uh huh:.hmm. im pondering why people wanna own private blogs. i mean. then just wright it down if its that personal. but yea. different people have different opinions. im feeling paranoid. over something small. i know i shouldnt. too soon. but its coming again. that damn feeling. anyways. its been like 29 years since i blogged. k wait. im lying. im only 16. that new rnb singer or something. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110155212693460333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110155212693460333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110155212693460333' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110098094757514084</id><published>2004-11-21T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T04:07:54.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:ooo barracuda:.um. went to jb. broke my ankles. strained my foot. blistered my toes. yea, thanks mom. im tired. hmm. saku wants to get a hp today. yea. at turf city or something. yea. and then we'll prolly pop down to the crazy creative sale down at jurong. yea. shes pying to buy a mp3 player. heh. yea. and shes dying to buy jeans. haha. yea. hmm. im feeling like shit stuff.yea. i admit. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110098094757514084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110098094757514084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110098094757514084' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110092867578145261</id><published>2004-11-20T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T13:36:31.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:hubba hubba hubba:.k. aku bengang ader la. bengang skali. geram lagik ader. tapi takper. nyari aku pi jb. pi visit relatives. hmm. suker tak suker pun tetap aku kene jalan dengan kasut tumit tinggi tu yang aku tak suker kasik memblister kaki aku nih. da la takder satu haprak orang yang nak tolong picit kaki aku. hmm. chronic betol. abang aku pun da bawak balik cd zouk flava. mampos la. da nak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110092867578145261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110092867578145261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110092867578145261' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110039287825312437</id><published>2004-11-14T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T08:46:10.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:selamat hari raya:.heh. and i am happy. hohoho. all that weight i shed is gonna be gained all over again. tough luck. but wat the heck. makan kuih rayer tak pikir orang la. hohoho. my baju kurung looks big. thanks to mom who told the tailor to sew it one size bigger than hers. HMPH. but hell. rayer is rayer. im not really up for the over excitedness and too much lights and ketupat or rendang </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110039287825312437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110039287825312437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110039287825312437' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110032968301689794</id><published>2004-11-13T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T08:24:58.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:HOHOHO:.merry christmas. haha. yayyyyyyyyyyyyyy. slyvester is still in. yay. im so frekkin happy. haha. my heart was pounding like crap when it was between sly and daph. and im so happy. i feel like i want to blanja everybody ice cream sey. ahhhhhh. bedekkkk. huahuah. eh. until today. only 3 ppl wish my happy deepavali sia. wish me laaaaa. haiyoh.pe ah giler.alamak. ko gorgeous giler la. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110032968301689794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110032968301689794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110032968301689794' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-110016070472904701</id><published>2004-11-11T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T16:16:41.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:geylang sipaku geylang:.woi. jalan geylang semalam ngan ima and ayu. haha. kaki aku bleh patah. ayu is one hell of a bargainer. next time go out, bawak ayu. nanti nanti dapat free sey barang. haha. on ah on. haha. tapi aku tak suker jalan rayer dok. haha. sorry hor. hmm k. bumped into chica and gang. and sweet su! haha. awe. sah la geylang besar besar gini pun bleh bump into her. haha. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110016070472904701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/110016070472904701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110016070472904701' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-109979873041808536</id><published>2004-11-07T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T11:38:50.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:i feel so crummy:.yea. i feel so crummy. boohoo. my friendship with you is on the rocks again. not to you maybe, but too me. hargh. i hate it. hate hate hate. cause when i feel crummy, my mouth tends to talk. talk crap. boohoo. somebody cheer me up. urgh.and im so tired.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109979873041808536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109979873041808536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109979873041808536' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-109966699626646527</id><published>2004-11-05T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T23:03:16.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:and im so angry:.oo. lepas pinjamkan barang, hilang la kau? hmm. memang. sah laki.so i was watching this cooking program. and i fell in love with the host. aka the chef. and his god damn italian. david rocco. oh his name is such a turn on. say it with the italian accent. such umph. and the way he spoke wassssss sooo, oh my god. haha. i have decided to marry a latin man. haha. salsa with me. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109966699626646527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109966699626646527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109966699626646527' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-109919488306701219</id><published>2004-10-31T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T12:02:14.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:im tired:.breaked my fast yesterday with an anoymous person. haha. i wont tell la yer. just keep it as anoymous. i am tired. very very tired. the pressure of my mother tongue exam tomorrow is horrible. i am scared. very.anoymous."minah o minah"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109919488306701219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109919488306701219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109919488306701219' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-109909733221618959</id><published>2004-10-30T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T08:51:31.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:yesterdays:.erm. tuition was alright. pandai nurul ngan aku bedek. hehehehehe.met up with semot again. nyeeeeeek. buka luar ler. hehehe. sorry yer tunggu lamer sangat. tuition teacher aku nih, banyak sanget info dier. hehehe. before we buka, we jalan jalan ah. haha. masih ader time per. haha. and guess what? we found the retro-goggle like shades the both of us had always wanted to get. and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109909733221618959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109909733221618959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109909733221618959' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-109900986878086687</id><published>2004-10-29T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T09:18:57.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:groovy baby:.oh my godddddddddddddddd. slyvester was sooooo freaking cute yesterday. yes yes. singapore idol, slyvester simmmmmmm. mama mia. from rock to swing. he can sing any genre. and his freaking cute. fron shuqun secondary school? which is like, SO not far away from my home. and yea, he stays in JURONG. suddenly, i have the motivation to do my maths. i am like SO freaking happy. and i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109900986878086687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109900986878086687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109900986878086687' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-109893440966739804</id><published>2004-10-28T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T11:37:00.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:and im so jealous:.you know how the saying goes around that you shouldnt search for love cause it will come to you. yea. so your waiting and suddenly you found a person who like practically devotes theirself to you. as in, you finally found some committment. in easy terms, let me put this in a scenario.A likes B.B's not searching for anyone.A trys wooing B.A did everything A could.A </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109893440966739804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109893440966739804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109893440966739804' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-109866274684532066</id><published>2004-10-25T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T08:05:46.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:im confused:.I was so high I did not recognizeThe fire burning in his eyesThe chaos that controlled my mindWhispered goodbye and he got on a planeNever to return againBut always in my heartThis love has taken its toll on meHe said Goodbye too many times beforeAnd his heart is breaking in front of meI have no choice causeI won't say goodbye anymoreI tried my best to feed his appetite</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109866274684532066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109866274684532066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109866274684532066' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-109860761069007105</id><published>2004-10-24T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T17:25:53.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:i have destroyed something between us:.this is major.very.i apologize for making you think that way.i was so high i did not recognize."this is all i can think about." </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109860761069007105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109860761069007105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109860761069007105' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-109841197048724220</id><published>2004-10-22T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T10:26:10.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:"eh baju pink, baju biru nak kenal kenal ah.":.hmm. kay. i dunno what to say uh. hmm. i have tuition today. and every other day in the week. heh. intensive aye. oh well.hey toppa toppa expensive shoppa. haha. yea. i want to spend money like i grow it. gimme money. haha. righttt. mom and me were on a printing-our-kitty-witty-pictures frenzy last night. late at night. haha. yea. and now, we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109841197048724220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109841197048724220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109841197048724220' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6362220.post-109810371921345899</id><published>2004-10-18T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T20:51:16.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.:i said goodbye too many times before:.am i excited or what. haha. nahhhh. admirers. hmm. haha. oh well. had our sci prac-tees. hmm. i hated the 4 marks que in physics. and the titration que for chemistry. but on the whole, i felt i could pass this paper. [hopefully at least one paper of science could be done. heh.] so yea. i SO came for 1st shift. but only realised i was in the 2nd. and tess </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109810371921345899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6362220/posts/default/109810371921345899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoetic-screamer.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109810371921345899' title=''/><author><name>starryemokid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240737378545440588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14G2z8sVNZ0/R1S3SS_nnaI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2z93FR6g74/S220/Picture0141.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
